Fenghua City and Chaoyang City were his home ground. No one else seemed willing to get involved.
Border City and Luo City, although they had fought against each other several times, did not seem to send out a strong one. They were still testing each other.
As the sun set, a piece of news began to spread among the geniuses of the county city.
The top genius of Chaoyang City, Duanmu Heng, and the top genius of Fenghua City, Jian Yuanchen, had met.
Both of them were among the top ten geniuses. They could not participate in the genius battle, but they obviously did not want to fight. Therefore, most people thought that it was related to Zhou Yang.
Although both of them could not participate, the genius battle of the six cities concerned the reputation of the city. Naturally, the top geniuses of the city could not ignore it.
At the same time, all the geniuses of the county city, except for Tang Yuewu, completely dissociated themselves from Zhou Yang.
Wan Zhenyi and Zhou Shaoyu also announced that Zhou Yang's life and death had nothing to do with the county city, and the Institute of Martial Arts would not care about anything related to Zhou Yang.
In other words, from today on, Zhou Yang was still a genius of the county city, but in fact, he had been excluded. Even the Institute of Martial Arts would only give him the title of a nominal disciple.
Zhou Yang was not surprised to hear this news. After all, he and Li Changhe, Wan Zhenyi, and the others were like fire and water. The reason why they had not publicly fallen out was that they had not completely grasped the power of the county city and were still afraid of Tang Zhenghe.
Thinking of Tang Zhenghe, he was even more worried about Tang Yuewu. With Tang Yuewu's temperament, even if she did not come to find him, she would not stay at home for a day.
In the end, he chose to go to the Governor's Mansion.
The setting sun was like blood. More than a dozen warriors patrolled the Governor's Mansion, twice as many as the usual guards.
Zhou Yang frowned and immediately walked into the mansion.
"Stop!"
At this time, the guard hurried forward to stop him.
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"Hello, I am Zhou Yang, and I have come to see Governor Tang," Zhou Yang said with a smile.
"Of course I know you are Zhou Yang, otherwise I would not stop you," the guard said coldly.
"What do you mean?" Zhou Yang was confused. Although his relationship with Tang Zhenghe was not very good, it was not bad either. It was impossible that Tang Zhenghe did not even want to see him.
"I don't mean anything. The City Lord said that anyone can come except for you," the guard reprimanded.
"Hurry up and leave. Don't bother our princess anymore," another guard said angrily.
"Entanglement …"
Zhou Yang frowned. "Please explain yourself."
"Speak clearly … Who doesn't know that our Princess spoke up for you in the arena a few days ago? Our Princess is so noble and beautiful. I don't know what method you used to deceive her, but now, all the geniuses in the city are complaining about her …"
"Since yesterday, dozens of groups of people have come to the City Lord's Mansion to demand an explanation from the City Lord. Yet, you still dare to pester the Princess. Don't you know how badly you've harmed our Princess?"
The two of them spoke one after another, and by the end, they had already drawn their swords.
"So that's how it is. You're right. I have indeed implicated your princess."
Zhou Yang nodded and immediately turned to leave. However, when he reached the corner, he jumped over the wall from the other side.
He was still very familiar with the City Lord's Mansion. After a while, he found Tang Yuewu's courtyard.
At this time, Tang Yuewu was sitting at the stone table with her chin in her hand, looking very unhappy. Not far away, Murong Zhenjie and Wan Zhenyi were following a young man holding a fan, admiring the fish by the pond.
"Yuewu, you look so depressed. Do you want to go out and play?"
At this time, the young man holding the fan suddenly stopped and looked at Tang Yuewu with a smile.
"No, I'm tired," Tang Yuewu said, then turned around and walked into the room.
The young man shook his head and said, "You're going to be an adult soon, right?"
"Yes," Tang Yuewu turned back and said.
"How about this, I'll choose an ideal husband for you?"
The young man did not wait for Tang Yuewu to reply and pointed to Murong Zhenjie, "Murong is Young Master Dan. His future is limitless. Moreover, you two seem to have a good relationship. I'll make the decision for you. What do you think?"
"I'm not an adult yet. It's not too late to talk about it when I'm an adult," Tang Yuewu said with a smile. Her smile was indeed very perfunctory.
"Huh?"
The young man's gaze carried a trace of displeasure. After a long while, he suddenly said with a smile, "Since you think it's too early, then I'll personally preside over your marriage after your coming of age ceremony. As for the marriage, it's decided."
Murong Zhenjie was overjoyed when he heard this. Tang Yuewu, on the other hand, trembled from head to toe. A look of sorrow flashed across her beautiful face.
"What? You still don't agree? I know your talent is astonishing, but Murong is also Young Master Dan … "The young man's tone turned cold.
"Young Master Dan … If that's the case, Yuewu will naturally agree. However, the Pill Arena has already been opened. Perhaps someone will challenge me," Tang Yuewu suddenly said with a smile.
"Haha …"
Murong Zhenjie suddenly laughed and said, "Yuewu, you're thinking too much. So what if the Pill Arena has been opened? Could it be that someone would dare challenge my title of Young Master Dan? Don't worry, Yuewu. This title of Young Master Dan will definitely be mine."
"Is that so? Alright then, I agree. As long as you're still Young Master Dan after the Genius Tournament, I'll marry you." Tang Yuewu turned around and walked in after she finished speaking.
Even though they were separated by a mile, Zhou Yang could still feel the sorrow in Tang Yuewu's last words. However, he couldn't understand what kind of person could force the fearless Tang Yuewu to accept this kind of marriage …
But no matter who it was, he wouldn't allow Tang Yuewu to marry Murong Zhenjie.
His heart was suddenly filled with rage. Young Master Dan …
Thinking of this, Zhou Yang smiled coldly. A stern look flashed across his eyes.
"Go, don't come back anymore."
At this moment, a low voice suddenly sounded from behind. Zhou Yang turned around and saw that it was Tang Zhenghe.
"City Lord." Zhou Yang cupped his hands in greeting.
"Sigh …" Tang Zhenghe sighed, "I know what you want to say and what you want to ask. Go back, this place isn't safe for you."
After saying this, Tang Zhenghe turned around and left. His back seemed a lot older at this moment.
"City Lord, please help me tell Yuewu that apart from me, no one in this world can bully her!"
At this moment, Zhou Yang couldn't help but clench his fists tightly. A murderous intent couldn't help but spread throughout his body.
Tang Zhenghe stopped in his tracks. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say it. He just sighed again and walked into the mansion.
Zhou Yang knew that Tang Zhenghe had his own difficulties, and it must be related to the youth with the fan. He didn't ask who that person was because he knew that Tang Zhenghe wouldn't tell him.
He couldn't shirk the responsibility of the Tang Clan's current situation. He couldn't help Tang Zhenghe, but he definitely couldn't ignore Tang Yuewu.
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