Otherworld Advance Team-Chapter 1777 - 1770: Gongxin Association

It was rare for Hun Jiansi to joke around, and Cheng Ziang immediately felt much more at ease. The uneasiness he had just felt instantly vanished.

But then, he felt uncomfortable again and instinctively looked in a certain direction. Following his gaze, he saw a man who looked like an official walking past him, followed by a group of people.

That guy, Cheng Ziang would recognize him even if he turned to ashes.

However, Cheng Ziang did not immediately react but turned his head to look at Hun Jiansi, pointing at the man and asked, "Do you know that person over there?"

"Hmm, who, that person? Yes, I recognize him." Hun Jiansi paused for a moment and nodded in response.

"What’s his name?" Cheng Ziang asked eagerly.

"What’s wrong with you? You seem a bit off..." Hun Jiansi seemed startled by his demeanor.

"Oh, don’t mind me for now, just answer my question first," Cheng Ziang said helplessly.

"That person is Huayu Ting’s brother whom you encountered in Hua State, Huayu Xuan." Hun Jiansi said cautiously.

"Of course, of course it’s him, Xuan, Huayu Xuan, damn it!" Cheng Ziang couldn’t help but curse.

The reason he was so agitated was not due to anything else but because he happened to see the person who had set them up in West Outer Heaven back then. If it hadn’t been for Fulajie’er and Liseya’s help, Feng might have perished in the Dongsheng military camp.

"I don’t know what grudge you have with him, but you must not provoke him. He is a minister in the Cabinet, and also..." Hun Jiansi said cautiously.

"Also what?"

"Uh," Hun Jiansi glanced around, finally gritting her teeth and making up her mind. She leaned towards his ear and whispered, "He belongs to the Gongxin Association, very powerful, don’t provoke him."

"Gongxin Association..." Cheng Ziang just opened his mouth before Hun Jiansi pressed her finger against his lips.

He removed Hun Jiansi’s hand and asked cautiously, "What does that organization do?"

"I, I’m not quite sure..." Hun Jiansi looked away as she said.

"Is it unclear, or you don’t dare to speak?" Cheng Ziang pressed on.

"Don’t ask anymore, there are many things I shouldn’t be telling you, but I still..." Hun Jiansi said, pursing her lips and looking down.

"I understand, thank you." Cheng Ziang took a deep breath, suppressing his curiosity.

After a moment of silence, Hun Jiansi seemed to make up her mind again. She put her arm around Cheng Ziang’s neck and whispered in his ear, "Gongxin Association is an organization made up of young officers from the Wen Family. They are the real leaders of this country..."

"That..."

Just as Cheng Ziang was about to speak, Hun Jiansi tightened her grip on him and continued, "I know you can’t keep a secret; you’ll definitely tell others. Anyway, it’s a matter of life and death, so I’ll tell you some other secrets. For example, the Emperor’s Sect is actually directed and commanded by Gongxin Association. I came to your side by order of Gongxin Association."

Cheng Ziang felt a chill run up his spine, shocked to find himself unintentionally on the edges of the Dongsheng Empire’s true secrets. The dense rush of information made his head feel as if it was about to explode.

Not long after, Hun Jiansi released the still-dazed Cheng Ziang and gazed at him with sorrowful eyes. Noticing her gaze, Cheng Ziang unhesitatingly embraced her.

"Ah!"

Hun Jiansi blushed and let out a surprised sound.

"You won’t be in danger. I will keep this secret. If you encounter danger, just come to me. For you, I would do anything, even if it means going through a thousand tribulations," Cheng Ziang said resolutely.

"Re-really?" Hun Jiansi trembled all over, sobbing as she asked.

"You should know my abilities. What I say, I will definitely do," Cheng Ziang said, holding her tightly.

"Then, then, then you must protect me well." Tears instantly welled up in Hun Jiansi’s eyes as she blinked.

After sighing for a moment, Cheng Ziang released Hun Jiansi, then looked at her and asked, "Tell me, was Huayu Xuan involved in the West Outer Heaven war?"

"How do you know?" Hun Jiansi asked, rubbing her reddened eyes.

"I was tricked by him; our side almost lost out because of him," Cheng Ziang said, getting angrier as he spoke.

"Let it go," Hun Jiansi gripped his arm tightly and said nervously, "You must not cause trouble with him."

"I’ve got my own plan."

Faced with Hun Jiansi’s concerns, Cheng Ziang did not offer a clear response. For him, just letting it go wasn’t an easy task.

In their conversation, Huayu Xuan, perhaps intentionally to provoke him, appeared once more before Cheng Ziang with his entourage.

This time Cheng Ziang couldn’t take it anymore; he released Hun Jiansi and prepared to step forward.

"Don’t, don’t be rash!" Hun Jiansi grabbed him, her face pale, and pleaded.

"I told you I’ve got my own plan, don’t worry." Cheng Ziang reassured her, holding her small hand.

"What plan, I don’t know you anymore," Hun Jiansi said worriedly.

Hearing her words, Cheng Ziang was momentarily stunned, not expecting that in just a few months, they had become the most familiar of strangers.

Seeing that Huayu Xuan was about to disappear, Cheng Ziang pried off Hun Jiansi’s hand and told her, "Rest assured, I won’t be reckless. I know what I’m doing; I just want to have a little chat with him."

Saying this, he ignored Hun Jiansi’s attempts to stop him and strode quickly toward Huayu Xuan.

Noticing the approach of a stranger, the guards behind Huayu Xuan immediately became wary, drawing their swords and staring icily at Cheng Ziang.

At this moment, Huayu Xuan seemed to notice the commotion too, so he voluntarily stopped and looked back towards the source of the disturbance.

"Quite a grand entrance, Young Mansion, it seems even old friends are treated like strangers." Cheng Ziang smiled as he slowly approached.

Hearing his words, Huayu Xuan was initially surprised, but upon seeing Cheng Ziang, he thought for a moment before quickly understanding.

"Is the Manor Lord a person of the Saints?" Huayu asked indifferently.

"Three years ago, we collaborated quite well, haven’t you already forgotten, Young Mansion?" Cheng Ziang sneered.

"Three years ago..." Huayu Xuan was in a daze for a moment upon hearing the year but quickly responded, then displayed a smile that Cheng Ziang disliked, "So it’s you guys; did my brother not treat you well?"

"Huayu Ting is Huayu Ting, why bring him up with me?" Cheng Ziang retorted.

"The Manor Lord is so distant, are you perhaps still bothered by past events?" Huayu Xuan asked with a smile.

"You should clear your own thoughts; do I need to point it out in public?" Cheng Ziang looked around and tilted his head to ask.

Hearing his warning, Huayu Xuan was silent for a moment, then once again smiled and motioned for the people around to disperse.

"This place is inconvenient for conversation; perhaps we should move to a quieter place, how about it?" Huayu Xuan suggested.

"I find it quite fine here; have your people clear the area, and we can have a good talk, I see no issue with that." Cheng Ziang folded his arms and said.

"The Manor Lord is still the same as ever..." Huayu Xuan shook his head, gesturing for his men to disperse and clear the space.

Once the area was emptied, Huayu Xuan smiled and asked, "Did the Manor Lord come this time to demand justice and plan to report me?"

"What do you think, according to Dongsheng’s law, what would your sentence be?" Cheng Ziang asked.

"Quartering." Huayu Xuan answered without hesitation.

"Too light."

"Hehe," upon hearing Cheng Ziang’s mocking tone, Huayu Xuan chuckled, then leisurely said, "But, Manor Lord, don’t forget my warning back then."

"A warning?"

"The Princess must have already entered the capital, right? If the Hundred Chiefs were to learn that the princess who fled back then has now reached Shengjing and plans to seek revenge against His Majesty, then how would the Hundred Chiefs and the Cabinet decide?" Huayu Xuan slowly posed an unbearable threat for Cheng Ziang.

Indeed, miscalculated!

Cheng Ziang’s expression remained unchanged, but inwardly he drew a sharp breath. He nearly forgot that Feng was from the Dongsheng Empire’s royal family. If the Wen Family really found out she was in the Capital City, no matter her intentions, it would cause an uproar within the Wen Family.

After a moment of silence, Cheng Ziang grinned, and seeing his smile, Huayu Xuan also began to smile.

"Impressive skills, Young Mansion; I am impressed," Cheng Ziang said.

"I appreciate it. If the Manor Lord has the time, you’re welcome to visit me." Huayu Xuan said insincerely.

"Hmm, I will definitely visit next time!" Cheng Ziang nodded.

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