In the room, Yang Xuan put Xiao Xue on his bed.
Her body was cold and weightless, like a snowflake.
The whip marks on her face were clearly visible, and blood kept oozing out.
Even though she was trembling from the pain, she still didn't make a sound.
Yang Xuan smiled and pointed at Xiao Xue's face, and a faint green light appeared.
After a while, Xiao Xue's face was as white as snow again.
Xiao Xue reached out and touched her face, and a trace of curiosity appeared in her eyes. However, she still didn't say anything. She just got up from the bed and bowed to Yang Xuan.
Then she began to take off her clothes. After taking off her outerwear, she also took off her inner clothes.
Yang Xuan was a little dumbfounded. What's wrong with this girl?
"What are you doing?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Waiting on you to sleep." Xiao Xue's voice was as cold as snow.
"No need, sleep on your bed." Yang Xuan patted his forehead.
"Oh!" Xiao Xue agreed and began to put on her clothes again.
"Change your clothes, there's blood on them." Yang Xuan was speechless and pointed to the new clothes next to him.
"Oh!" Xiao Xue agreed again, and then began to take off her clothes again. In a few seconds, she was naked.
Yang Xuan was speechless. He didn't let Xiao Xue change here.
After that, she began to put on her clothes again. Then, she still didn't say a word and went straight to her bed.
There was something wrong with this girl.
Yang Xuan guessed.
The storm of Yang Xuan's battle with Gu Yanghua was still ongoing. A few days later, the Four-Nation Summit had officially begun.
The venue was the Imperial Palace of Ri Lun Nation.
There were only four people attending the summit.
Master Kong Chengzhou of Ri Lun Nation.
Master Chen Beixuan of Beiyue Nation.
Master Gu Yanghua of Gu Zhen Nation.
Master Yang Xuan of Da Yan Nation.
The meeting was held in an ordinary-looking room in the palace. However, only the four of them were allowed to enter. The other Xiantian masters from the four countries were all waiting outside.
When Yang Xuan stepped into the small room, the other three had already arrived.
In the middle of the room, there was a large table with a huge sand table on it. On the sand table, there were red, yellow, and blue flags.
On the other side of the table, there was a box with the same black flags.
When Yang Xuan looked again, he saw that there were words under each flag.
In fact, Yan was standing under one of the red flags.
These countries were all chess pieces on the chessboard of the three people in the room.
At this moment, Yang Xuan clearly saw the true face of power.
"Brother Yang." Gu Yanghua, who was sitting on the right of the table, took the lead to salute Yang Xuan.
"Brother Gu." Yang Xuan returned the salute.
On the table, in the first seat facing the door, a thin old man cupped his fist with a smile. "Hello, Brother Yang. I'm Kong Chengzhou."
Yang Xuan returned the salute. "So it's brother Kong."
Only Master Chen, who had chased Yang Xuan for over a dozen kilometers, remained at the left of the table. He stood with his hands behind his back and snorted softly. He did not even glance at Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan did not mind. He had stolen someone else's things, so he had to bear with it.
He had heard a long time ago that this Master Chen of Jiang Bei was arrogant and looked down on everyone.
He was skilled in using a brush with the bone of a longhorn beetle as the shaft and the hair of a snow wolf as the brush. As he waved it, he could guide the world, creating books and words out of thin air. He could subdue the enemy without fighting.
It was rumored that when the foreign races invaded Northmoon in the past, Chen Beixuan single-handedly wiped out over a dozen innate masters of the foreign races with a single stroke of his brush. There was even a powerful cultivator from One-Line-Sky among them, shocking the world. He was nicknamed the King of Brushes.
Ever since then, the name of the King of Brushes spread through the world and was praised by everyone.
Kong Chengzhou glanced at Chen Beixuan before saying, "Since everyone's here, let's begin."
With that, he looked at everyone and smiled. "Let's first congratulate Brother Yang for being able to enter this room and become one of us."
He paused before continuing, "Since Yang Xuan has already set foot in One-Line-Sky, he obviously has the right to place his flag on the sand table."
As he said that, he waved his hand, and the red flag that originally stuck on Yan flew out. Afterwards, a black flag flew out of the box and stuck on Yan.
On the huge sand table, countless flags of three colours stood there quietly like countless powerful enemies, eyeing the lone black flag that belonged to Yang Xuan covetously.
"Then, who's going to start?" Kong Chengzhou smiled.
"Why don't you start with me?"
Gu Yanghua said in a low voice. With a gentle wave of his sleeve, twenty percent of the blue flags on the sand table in front of him flew up and landed to the side. Then, with another wave of his hand, the black flag that was originally in the box flew up and was inserted into the empty space on the sand table.
Afterwards, he sighed gently and looked at Yang Xuan. "Brother Yang, this is the twenty percent that I promised."
Yang Xuan clasped his fist at him. "Thank you, brother Gu."
This was equivalent to agreeing.
With just a few words, several dozen countries had changed hands. They were truly in control of the common people.
Kong Chengzhou nodded and gave up some of his shares. It was all up to him. Although they had already agreed on this before, Gu Yanghua had his reasons, so it was not against the rules.
"Brother Chen, what about you?" Kong Chengzhou glanced at Chen Beixuan and asked softly.
"Brother Gu is so generous because brother Gu is wealthy. My Northmoon is located in the wilderness, so we're not that wealthy in the first place. We can't be as generous as brother Kong," Chen Beixuan said indifferently with his hands behind his back.
"Then how much can brother Chen give up?" Kong Chengzhou asked meaningfully as a sliver of surprise flashed through his eyes.
Chen Beixuan moved his hand slightly, and the yellow flag on the very edge of the sand table flew out. Afterwards, a black flag was inserted into it.
"That's it," Chen Beixuan said with a frown, as if giving up a flag was already the best he could do.
Yang Xuan narrowed his eyes.
Gu Yanghua frowned and glanced at Chen Beixuan, but he said nothing.
There seemed to be a hint of a smile in Kong Chengzhou's eyes as he turned to look at Yang Xuan and asked, "What does brother Yang think?"
Gu Yanghua's gaze fell upon Yang Xuan's face.
Chen Beixuan remained standing with his hands behind his back. His clothes moved without any wind, making him seem like an immortal.
The room fell into silence.
Yang Xuan suddenly smiled. He clasped his hands at Chen Beixuan and said, "Brother Chen, you're so generous."
Chen Beixuan said disdainfully, "Well said."
Yang Xuan's smile remained unchanged. "Brother Chen, your flag is thousands of miles away from me, Yan. Please explain how I'm going to receive it."
Chen Beixuan snorted coldly and flung his sleeve. "Why do I need to explain my actions to others?"
With that, the air in the room immediately froze.
A while later, Yang Xuan suddenly smiled. "Alright, alright, alright. Brother Chen, there's no need to explain. I'll figure it out myself."
With that, Gu Yanghua was stunned. Out of the three people in the room, he had interacted with Yang Xuan the most. With his understanding of Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan was definitely not someone who would back down. But now?
A glint of surprise flashed in Kong Chengzhou's eyes. Yang Xuan's answer was a bit inconsistent with the information he had received.
Chen Beixuan was also a bit startled. Then, the disdain on his face deepened.
While the three of them had different expressions, a sudden change occurred.
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