YM778.TV Chapter 276 - 276: 205: Leaving and the Vermilion Bird Identity_2
Chapter 276 - 276: 205: Leaving and the Vermilion Bird Identity_2
Chen Sheng raised his eyebrows.
He didn’t know where Vermilion Bird’s confidence came from, daring to assert that he wouldn’t refuse.
Immediately after,
A name came from Vermilion Bird’s mouth. “We…are going to the Yihe Gate headquarters.”
As Vermilion Bird confidently assured,
Many guesses flashed through Chen Sheng’s mind.
But he least expected to hear the name of Yihe Gate from Vermilion Bird’s mouth.
“Aren’t you the Vermilion Bird of the Holy Sect?”
The Eye of True View has never been wrong.
When Chen Sheng observed the other party earlier, the name was clearly Vermilion Bird.
Being one of the Four Saints of the Holy Sect, he actually invited him to visit the sect residence of a committee member of the Martial Arts Association. This was as strange as a fugitive inviting him to have tea at the headquarters of the Wu’an Bureau.
Chen Sheng found it extremely weird, no matter how he thought about it.
“Yes, I am.”
“To be honest, I too don’t want to go there, but I’m afraid you won’t agree if we don’t go to Yihe Gate.”
Vermilion Bird shrugged, exuding an expression of helplessness.
Then,
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
“What do you say, are we going or not?”
He raised his thumb, pointing in the direction of Kyoto.
“It’s late now, we can stay at Zhang Yu’s place for tonight.”
Another familiar name.
Chen Sheng frowned even deeper.
He was somewhat confused about Vermilion Bird’s origin.
“Okay.”
According to Chen Sheng’s original plan,
If Vermilion Bird refused to let go, he intended to escape back to Yihe Gate while the Xuanwu Transformation was active.
Although Chen Sheng did not trust Yihe Gate one hundred percent,
After all, Sun Yihe didn’t know about him killing the clone of the Respected Elder.
He was always a bit worried, wondering whether the latter would continue to be kind to him if he found out about this.
But he was helped before.
Moreover,
Looking at the current situation.
Vermilion Bird and Mr. Shen seemed to know each other and Yihe Gate.
If they were indeed on the side of the Respected Elder,
Or if they meant harm to him,
He should have been in trouble the first time he arrived at the Yihe Gate.
Even now,
If they threatened him with Zhou Li, Chen Sheng couldn’t do anything about it.
Therefore,
He agreed so readily mainly because he felt that things were not as complicated as Yihe Gate and Sun Yihe deceiving him cunningly.
Thus,
Chen Sheng chose to agree.
Seeing him nod in agreement, Vermilion Bird breathed a sigh of relief.
According to his original plan, he was not intending to reveal Yihe Gate so soon.
But through Mr. Shen’s narration and his own witnessing,
Vermilion Bird had a high regard for Chen Sheng.
His strength was unparalleled.
And his speed of progress was unprecedented.
If he could successfully recruit Chen Sheng, it would be a significant boost to their group.
Therefore,
Vermilion Bird had preemptively thrown out the relationship with Yihe Gate without confirming Chen Sheng’s willingness first.
‘I hope the chairman won’t kill me.’ he silently prayed in his heart.
Turning his head to look in the distance,
Vermilion Bird had the ability to control his flames, regardless of distance.
No matter where the other person was, he could quickly withdraw it.
At this time,
He was controlling the flame wings behind Mr. Shen, bringing him back here.
As for Chen Sheng,
Since they were about to depart for Yihe Gate, he had something else to bring as well.
Of course,
It was not something like a gift.
For things like these that could be bought with money, Chen Sheng decided not to waste time packing any more.
Moreover,
Most of his gifts were completely destroyed during the previous fight with the three Xuanwu. He came to the riverside.
“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.”
Chen Sheng called softly.
Although he tried to keep his voice as low as possible, due to being in the Xuanwu Transformation state,
The voice still traveled far.
Before long,
A figure appeared, strolling slowly from the distant darkness.
White Tiger was kicked far away by Chen Sheng at the very beginning of the fight.
Although it is considered powerful in front of ordinary people and even some low-level martial artists,
It didn’t even have the qualification to watch Chen Sheng’s fight.
Therefore,
Not until now, at the end of the fight and just as Chen Sheng was about to leave, did he come to the riverside to call for White Tiger.
White Tiger was walking very slowly.
It held a small bamboo basket in its mouth, and a small bag of luggage was on its back.
Those were Chen Sheng’s clothes.
As it approached Chen Sheng, White Tiger was also watching the surroundings.
It wore an extremely human-like, terrified expression on its face.
After being kicked away by Chen Sheng earlier, it had run quickly towards the foot of the mountain, afraid of being affected.
But the loud noises from Chen Sheng’s fight with Vermilion Bird, let alone at the foot of the mountain,
Could be heard clearly even in Datian Village.
Such a commotion, comparable to a natural disaster, how could White Tiger not be frightened.
Furthermore,
The current appearance of Chen Sheng was truly terrifying.
Completely unlike his normal state.
If it weren’t for the familiar scent in his aura, White Tiger wouldn’t dare to approach.
“Hurry up, look at your cowardly figure.”
Only when the familiar voice rang out,
Did White Tiger confirm that this giant was indeed the upright ape he had been accompanying for several days.
It immediately quickened its pace and arrived at Chen Sheng’s side.
It obediently put down the bamboo basket, its tail wagging incessantly, as if waiting for praise.
“Good dog, good dog.”
Chen Sheng gently patted White Tiger’s head and looked into the bamboo basket.
The steamed rice flour meat, which was still somewhat warm earlier, had now completely cooled down.
But Chen Sheng didn’t mind.
He planned to eat this meat when he returned to Yihe Gate and withdrew from the Xuanwu Transformation State.
After all, it was made by the little girl with good intentions.
He didn’t want to waste it. In Chen Sheng’s perception range,