Chapter 53: The Classic Comeback (2)

Chang Gehui let out a cold laugh. These men indeed possessed formidable martial arts skills, and since Shangguan Cheng had managed to drop the stone chamber doors, he had likely thoroughly mastered the mechanisms within this place.

While Shangguan Cheng waited for Chang Gehui's reply, Feng Shang's gaze also fell upon her.

Believing victory was already within his grasp, Shangguan Cheng looked at Chang Gehui with a playful gaze, tinged with a sense of inevitable possession.

The corners of Chang Gehui's lips curved slightly upward, her eyes seeming to ripple with a gentle breeze. Parting her vermilion lips slightly, she smiled, "If you are capable, you are welcome to come up yourselves."

Failing to receive the answer he had anticipated, a flash of ferocity crossed Shangguan Cheng's eyes. "You will regret this!" Now that he had deciphered all the mechanisms in the stone garden, her life and death rested entirely in his hands.

Chang Gehui let out a soft hum of disdain.

A hint of ferocity faded from Feng Shang's eyes, replaced entirely by the domineering aura of one who looked down upon the world. "Have the troops been arranged?"

Shangguan Cheng had already been deeply displeased by Chang Gehui's answer, and now Feng Shang's utterly dismissive tone completely ignited the flames of anger within his heart. "Hmph! Putting on a facade. If I hadn't thoroughly researched you, this young lord wouldn't have bothered to come capture you personally."

Feng Shang parted his thin lips, his eyes carrying a trace of a smile. "Oh? Thoroughly researched? Hahaha..."

Shangguan Cheng was about to speak when he suddenly tasted sweetness in his throat. "The Blood Sound Technique!" Forcibly suppressing the chaotic internal qi churning within his body, his gaze narrowed sharply.

While his martial arts might not be completely unrivaled under heaven, he was certainly one in a myriad. He had never expected the opponent's strength to be so tyrannical.

A calculating glint flashed across Shangguan Cheng's eyes. "The Nine Gardens deal in commerce, yet you are not merchants of the imperial court. If you are willing to submit to me, within three years I will surely triple the assets in your hands."

Shangguan Cheng spoke with absolute confidence, nearly making Chang Gehui burst into laughter.

Though she did not know the true identity of this eccentric man in red, he was a prince, was he not?

Defecting to Shangguan Cheng?

Truly, the ignorant are fearless.

Did this fellow not know that those who do not court death will not die?

Feng Shang instantly sneered, "The subordinates under Zongzheng Moyin are nothing more than this."

Shangguan Cheng was greatly shocked. "You actually know?" Knowing he was a man of the Chen Prince, Shangguan Cheng was no fool; he immediately realized that Feng Shang's identity was likely far from as simple as his investigations had shown.

Otherwise, no ordinary commoner would dare behave so arrogantly while knowing he belonged to the Chen Prince. "Who on earth are you?!"

Feng Shang coldly curved the corners of his lips. "The King of Hell will surely explain that to you very clearly." With those words, the long sword in Feng Shang's hand seemed to suddenly acquire a soul.

Trailing wisps of dark mist, it swept toward Shangguan Cheng, while Feng Shang himself stood completely motionless. Chang Gehui held her breath as she looked upon the sword that seemed possessed of a soul, a trace of desolation rising in her heart.

Her first thought was that he had grown to such a terrifying realm of power.

Her second thought was how many years she might be sentenced to—surely not forty-nine years of confinement?

Gritting his teeth, Shangguan Cheng watched the venomous long sword approach and abruptly grabbed one of his companions, shoving him directly into its path.

The moment that man touched the long sword, he let out continuous, miserable screams, and within the span of a few breaths, was dissolved into a pool of flesh and blood.

Feng Shang let out a muffled grunt. Shangguan Cheng clenched his teeth fiercely. "Attack together! Kill him!"

Indifference filled Feng Shang's brow and eyes as he let out a light hum. "Dispose of them all." As those five words fell, the very people who had just moments ago sworn allegiance to Shangguan Cheng suddenly turned and tightly surrounded Shangguan Cheng and his five trusted retainers.