Fifteen days later, Zuo Zhicheng was wearing a white training robe and walking in a large courtyard.
There were high walls everywhere in the manor, and there were sentries everywhere. It was as sturdy as a fortress.
Zuo Zhicheng could see all kinds of sentries with his infrared vision. They were scattered around the fake mountains, courtyards, bushes, and forests.
'What tight security, what a luxurious courtyard.' From the layout of the courtyard, Zuo Zhicheng could feel that the South Bay Patrol Governor, Zhu Yuwen, was very ambitious. If they were in the Central Plains, his courtyard and private army would have been reported to the imperial court, and his family would have been exterminated.
However, in the New World, the emperor was far away, and the imperial court could not reach him. This made him the local tyrant here.
Qing Yueqiu walked in front of Zuo Zhicheng, looking a little nervous. She knew that there were a few people in the upper echelons of the South Bay who were very powerful. Moreover, many people were very unhappy or jealous that Qing Yueyang was able to get along with someone as powerful as Zuo Zhicheng. They would definitely want to drive a wedge between them.
However, Zuo Zhicheng did not look worried at all. Instead, he was looking at the equipment of the soldiers around him curiously. Seeing the chainmail they were wearing, the shiny silver swords and spears, and the neat firearms teams that appeared from time to time, Zuo Zhicheng thought to himself, 'The equipment of these soldiers is very good. It seems that the sea trade in the New World is really profitable. Zhu Yuwen was able to nurture such an army just by relying on this business.'
Originally, the Patrol Governor did not have any military power. However, Zhu Yuwen used the name of the Personal Guards of the Residence to nurture and expand the army bit by bit over the past ten years, creating an elite army called the Tiger-Wolf Army.
Although there were only three thousand of them, they were well-equipped and well-trained. They were even equipped with all kinds of firearms. These three thousand people were enough to fight against an army of thirty thousand ordinary people.
Zuo Zhicheng and Qing Yueqiu walked to the front of a large hall. More than ten men were already seated in the hall, including Qing Yueyang. She even smiled at Zuo Zhicheng. As for the others, when they saw Zuo Zhicheng, they all looked at him with scrutinizing eyes.
The man sitting at the head of the table was an old man with white hair and beard. Through Zuo Zhicheng's infrared vision, he could clearly see that the old man's strength was not strong, nor did he possess Innate Qi. He was probably at the level of an ordinary person who had been practicing martial arts for a long time.
However, Zuo Zhicheng could feel a strong sense of vitality from him. It was clear that although the other party's physical strength was not great, he had received the best care. Every day, the most expensive food and various medicinal herbs were provided to his body. He also persisted in his martial arts training. Although he looked rather old, his mind was still clear and his eyes were clear, and his movements were agile.
When he saw Zuo Zhicheng appear, the old man stood up with a smile and quickly walked to the door to welcome him.
"Master Zuo, when I heard that you were coming, I was so happy waiting for you these past few days." He grabbed Zuo Zhicheng's left arm with both hands and said with a smile, "Indeed, seeing you in person is better than hearing about you. Master Zuo, you are indeed worthy of being called the number one in the South Bay."
Obviously, this old man was the Inspector of the South Bay, Zhu Yuwen. Seeing him so enthusiastically pull Zuo Zhicheng to his seat, the surrounding people all had different expressions on their faces. However, some people's eyes flashed with a trace of displeasure. Especially a middle-aged handsome man with black hair but white hair at the temples. His face was similar to Qing Yueyang's, and his eyes seemed to flash with an unfathomable light.
However, Zuo Zhicheng did not continue with the pleasantries with Zhu Yuwen. He had always been a straightforward person. He went straight to the point and said, "Sir Zhu, I wonder what everyone thinks of my suggestion?"
When he heard Zuo Zhicheng's words, before Zhu Yuwen could say anything, the middle-aged man with white hair at the temples said, "Master Zuo, your martial arts are indeed good. This time, you killed the Chakravarti Dharma King. However, if you want to look through the secret manuals of our Shadow Corps, you are still a little lacking. "
"Oh? May I know who you are? "Zuo Zhicheng glanced over and stared at the middle-aged man. Under the infrared scan, the strength of this person's body was exposed.
Orange-yellow, forty-two percent. This was already the strongest person that Zuo Zhicheng had seen since he entered the city. Only Qing Yueyang could match up to him.
Under Zuo Zhicheng's intense gaze, the middle-aged man seemed to feel a great deal of pressure. His eyes suddenly became very serious, and he said slowly, "I am Qing Yueying, the deputy leader of the Shadow Corps."
Qing Yueying, this person was introduced by Qing Yueqiu before Zuo Zhicheng entered the city. He was probably the biggest obstacle to Zuo Zhicheng's operation.
This person was Qing Yueyang's uncle. He was old-fashioned and conservative, but he was also one of the only three people in the Shadow Corps who were experts in the human aspect. Other than him, the other two people in the Shadow Corps who were experts in the human aspect were the owner of the Freedom House, He Zizai, and the leader, Qing Yueyang.
As for the experts in Taoist techniques, it was rumored that there was a powerful Taoist hidden in Zhu Yuwen's residence. However, no one knew who he was and what kind of Taoist techniques he was good at.
Because of Qing Yueying's seniority and strength, he usually had a lot of restrictions on Qing Yueyang's leadership. Moreover, Qing Yueying hated Taoist techniques. He felt that Taoist techniques were the source of disaster and a threat to the rule of rebellion.
Zuo Zhicheng could understand his mentality. It was like how the Manchus in China hated guns. It was a kind of hatred that came from ignorance and conservatism. Of course, it was also related to the fact that he didn't have a life cluster and couldn't cultivate Taoist techniques.
Because of his dislike of Taoist techniques, Qing Yueqiu stayed away from the authority of the Shadow Corps and was later sent far away to the New Continent.
Now that Zuo Zhicheng wanted to see the Shadow Corps' collection of Taoist techniques and secret manuals, as well as borrow the power of the Shadow Corps to collect life clusters, he might not agree.
Therefore, Qing Yueying frowned and said, "Taoist techniques are too dangerous. Once this information is exposed, I'm afraid there will be endless trouble. Master Zuo, can you bear this responsibility? "
Zuo Zhicheng heard Qing Yueying's seemingly reproachful but seemingly unintentional words and smiled slightly, "Red Sun Monk is a Human Appearance expert. He wants to kill me, but he is now meeting Yama.
His junior brother, Dharmaraja Chakravarti, is even more powerful. However, he was defeated by me in two moves and died in three moves.
Dharmaraja of Destruction surrounded me and was blinded by me.
Do you think I can bear this responsibility? " As he spoke, an extremely cold aura emanated from Zuo Zhicheng's body and spread in all directions. The chilling coldness caused the surrounding people to shiver uncontrollably.
Qing Yueying's expression changed at this moment. He didn't expect Zuo Zhicheng to be so direct. He completely ignored all the formalities and ignored his identity and background. All his previous plans were for naught.
What made him even more uncomfortable was that under the invasion of the rampant cold air, he wanted to open his mouth to speak, but after opening and closing his mouth several times, he was stunned and unable to say a single word.
He wanted to refute Zuo Zhicheng, but he didn't dare to do so. This was because he was worried that if he did, Zuo Zhicheng would say, "Since you said I can't do it, why don't we give it a try?"
If Zuo Zhicheng said that, he wouldn't be able to do anything about it. This was because as a Human Appearance expert, he had no excuse to reject Zuo Zhicheng's challenge.
As a Human Appearance expert, when he thought of how Dharmaraja Chakravarti died in three moves at the hands of Zuo Zhicheng, he didn't have the slightest bit of confidence to fight Zuo Zhicheng.
The only thing he didn't expect was that Zuo Zhicheng would be so direct. He didn't care about any rules, principles, status or power. He originally wanted to put on airs and use his background to bully Zuo Zhicheng.
He didn't expect Zuo Zhicheng to talk back to him so blatantly. Qing Yueying couldn't retort to such an unruly person.
This was the name of a man, the shadow of a tree. If Zuo Zhicheng hadn't been ambushed by the three Dharmarajas, Qing Yueying would have immediately attacked and taught this ungrateful young man a lesson, even if he had the battle record of killing Red Sun Monk.
But now that Zuo Zhicheng had the battle record of killing Dharmaraja Chakravarti in three moves and blinding Dharmaraja Destruction's eyes, Qing Yueying didn't dare to attack him.
Qing Yueying's face turned green and white. Finally, the veins on her forehead throbbed. She let out a long sigh, closed her eyes and stopped talking.
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