Ji Public House
Zhou Zifeng's deep voice suddenly came from the High Duke's bedroom. "Father!"
"Father!" Zhou Zimo's voice was heard too, revealing his sorrow.
The Protectors and the womenfolk in the small courtyard were shocked. They knew that the High Duke had probably breathed his last. The pillar of the Public House had collapsed, and they could not help but feel sad. They did not know what would happen to the Public House in the future!
Zhou Zifeng slowly walked out of the main hall with a solemn expression. He glanced at everyone. "Elder Lu, go and make arrangements. I'm afraid that once the news gets out, some people will take the opportunity to stir up trouble!"
"Yes, Eldest Master, I'll have all the Protectors return to the Public House!"
Zhou Zifeng nodded slowly and sighed. "Everyone, this is a time of life and death for the Public House. We must work together to survive this!"
"First Uncle, is father-in-law …?" Zhou Mei asked with concern.
Zhou Zifeng sighed and shook his head.
"Father-in-law's divine power is unparalleled. Is he going to die just like that?" Zhou Mei hurriedly asked.
Zhou Zifeng said, "The Shura Palm is too vicious and overbearing. There's no cure for it. Father has been trying his best to resist it, but in the end, he couldn't. Sigh … He can finally rest now. It's a relief."
"Sigh …" Zhou Mei let out a faint sigh. "The Heavens do not give me a false New Year.
Second Mistress Wan Yi said, "I'll go in and help father-in-law pack up."
Zhou Zifeng shook his head. "There's no need. When Third Brother returns, we'll send Father to the High Duke's Shrine."
"Why isn't Youngest Uncle back yet?" Wan Yi frowned and scoffed. "He must have been delayed again. It's been five days and the people from the Tempest Temple still haven't arrived!"
Zhou Zifeng said, "Third Brother knows what's important."
Wan Yi said, "He doesn't have much experience. I'm afraid he can't do it well even if he wants to."
"We still have to rely on ourselves!" Zhou Zifeng said. "Stay in your rooms tonight. I think someone will take the opportunity to break into the Public House. We'll show them what we're made of!"
"Yes." The ladies nodded.
"Let's go in and see father-in-law." Zhou Mei said. "We can't not see him for the last time."
"Mm, let's go in." Zhou Zifeng nodded.
The two women entered the house lightly. When they arrived at the bedroom, they saw Zhou Zimo crying. When he saw them enter, he quickly wiped his tears away.
Zhou Mei came to the front of the bed and gently caressed High Duke Ji's cold hand. She sighed and retreated. Wan Yi only took a glance and shook her head.
They retreated gracefully, leaving only the three of them in the room.
High Duke Ji, Zhou Yutian immediately stood up and said in a low voice, "Zhou Mei really knows martial arts!"
Chu Li suddenly appeared in the house.
Zhou Yutian asked, "Chu Li, how are the reinforcements coming along?"
Chu Li said, "The masked men in white are our people. There's a group of them outside the backdoor now. Young Master, please invite them in."
"Okay, go ahead," Zhou Yutian said.
Zhou Zifeng nodded and got up to leave.
Chu Li said, "The High Duke will stay in the Public House, I will be in the town."
"Alright." Zhou Yutian nodded slowly and said, "Thank you!"
Chu Li gave a fist salute and disappeared in a flash.
Zhou Zimo frowned. "Father …"
He was a little worried that if the Holy Church of Light was defeated, the Ji Public House would take the opportunity to occupy it. He had to be careful as the human heart was unpredictable.
"At this point, we can only take a gamble." Zhou Yutian scoffed.
Zhou Zimo nodded helplessly.
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A bright moon hung in the sky. Its moonlight was like water, illuminating the Ji Public House in a mysterious and serene manner.
Suddenly, twenty-two masked men in black rushed out of the main street of Ji River Valley. Their feet seemed to carry a gust of wind as they swept across the street like smoke. They rushed into the Public House through the main entrance, followed by a series of shouts.
"Bam bam bam bam …" The muffled sounds of the Grandmasters fighting were so loud that it broke the peace of the Ji Public House.
The people in Ji River Valley could vaguely hear the commotion at the Public House, but no one dared to come out and take a look.
The people in Ji River Valley calmed down. When the High Duke returned to the Public House, he would go around the town every day. When the people saw High Duke Ji, they also calmed down.
When the twenty-two masked men in black rushed in to take a look, they realized that they had fallen into a trap. Forty-four masked men in white were waiting for them. It was two against one, but most of them had the upper hand. These masked men in white were all Grandmasters.
Six masked men in black faced the siege of two, but not only were they not at a disadvantage, they even had the upper hand. Soon, they had an overwhelming advantage. Suddenly, four of the masked men in white abandoned their companions and rushed over. Their companions stayed behind to deal with their opponents, but they were not at a disadvantage.
The situation quickly reached a stalemate, and the balance was maintained.
High Duke Ji stood on the rooftop and looked down at the battle below. He shouted in a deep voice, "Where did you come from? My Ji Public House is not a place where you can behave atrociously!"
When the twenty-two masked men in black saw High Duke Ji standing majestically on the rooftop, they immediately knew that they had been tricked.
Their spy must have been discovered and had deliberately lured them here so that they would be surrounded.
However, they did not panic. Even if it was one against two, if they really wanted to retreat, they would be able to rely on their secret skills. They had to reap enough benefits before they left.
The two groups of people fought back and forth, in a stalemate. None of them fell. Grandmasters were surprisingly resilient. Without an overwhelming advantage, it was difficult to defeat the other party in a short period of time.
The masked men in white were very agile. Once they realized that their opponents were weak, they would leave one behind to deal with them while the other went to support their companions. In just a few moves, they were able to suppress their opponents, turning their advantage in numbers into an advantage in the overall situation.
High Duke Ji leaped down and formed a fist in the air. He attacked the masked man in black who was being surrounded by five masked men in white.
The masked man in black was tall and slender. Faced with High Duke Ji's fist, he suddenly dodged and narrowly avoided it. The fist force almost hit the masked man in white. Taking advantage of the opportunity when the masked man in white dodged the fist force, he instantly struck out several palms, like a ghost.
Suddenly, there was a muffled "bang" from his body. Then, his eyes shot out a red light that seemed to pierce through the five people.
"Asura!" High Duke Ji shouted and floated forward. "Leave it to me. Go and help the others!"
"Bam bam bam bam …" His fists and palms collided more than ten times in an instant. Neither of them retreated. They fought from the courtyard to the roof, and from the roof to the courtyard. They had already reached the courtyard of the side hall.
"Hmph, do you think that you can lure me away?" High Duke Ji laughed coldly as he punched.
A clear whistle rang out from a restaurant in the Ji River Valley, echoing through the night sky. "Number One!"
Five masked men in white emerged from a restaurant not far from the High Duke's Public House. Like five wisps of smoke, they rushed into the Public House in the blink of an eye and shot towards the masked man in black who had the upper hand. In the blink of an eye, the situation was reversed.
These five people's martial arts far surpassed the Protectors of the Public House. Once they joined the fray, the masked men in white immediately suppressed the masked men in black.
One of the masked men raised his voice and shouted, "Attack!"
Two slender figures shot out from a small courtyard. They were dressed in black and carried torches as they rushed towards High Duke Ji's study. It was obvious that they were women.
The clear whistle rang out again. "Number Two!"
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