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Since ancient times, there had never been a pause during the Trial Assembly. When Zhang Ren heard his uncle Zhang Feng's words, he was so frightened that cold sweat broke out all over him. What a joke! Stop a group of bloodthirsty lunatics?
This was far more difficult than maintaining stability in Beiyuan City!
"Did you not hear what I said? Hurry up and go!" The more anxious Zhang Feng became, the more restless he felt seeing Zhang Ren standing still. Unable to contain his anger, he shouted at Zhang Ren.
"Ah?! I'm going, I'm going right now." With no other choice, Zhang Ren steeled himself. Having lost both parents at a young age, he had grown up under Zhang Feng's care. If he didn't listen to him, who else could he listen to?
Thus, when he saw Zhang Feng getting angry, Zhang Ren turned around without hesitation, his face filled with despair as he walked toward the Trial Assembly venue. After taking two or three steps, he suddenly remembered something and helplessly turned his head to ask Zhang Feng, "Uncle, who is the eldest son of the Ye Family?"
"Who else could it be? Ye Huan! Quickly, bring him back to me!" Gritting his teeth and glaring at Zhang Ren, if it weren't for the concern about Zhao Wujie on the other side, Zhang Feng would have preferred to go fetch Ye Huan himself rather than deal with his foolish nephew.
Ye Huan?
Doubtfully tapping his ear, disbelief was written all over Zhang Ren's face. However, seeing that Zhang Feng was on the verge of losing control, Zhang Ren could only swallow his questions and hurriedly rush toward the center of the Trial Assembly venue…
Like a butterfly amidst a chaotic flower garden, under the gaze of countless Prisoners in the arena, Zhang Ren charged into the fray alone. Fortunately, most Professionals were focused on Ye Huan, who could instantly kill a martial artist; otherwise, Zhang Ren would have had to carve out a bloody path.
"Pause! Trial Assembly paused!"
Seeing that he was still over three meters away from Ye Huan, Zhang Ren shouted loudly. His figure flashed and appeared right in front of Ye Huan. Even his flowing long hair became disheveled due to his rapid movement; he no longer looked like a handsome guy but rather resembled a madwoman.
"What’s wrong?" Turning around in confusion, Ye Huan looked at the disheveled Zhang Ren rushing toward him with a puzzled expression. He couldn't understand why such a life-and-death battle would stop at this moment.
It wasn't just Ye Huan who had such questions; Weiyang's face was also filled with confusion. As for the distant Prisoners, their bewilderment was even more pronounced.
The annual Trial Assembly was a great opportunity for every Prisoner who had committed crimes to gain freedom. Seeing so many people dying, could a single word like "pause" really stop everything?
"Pause? Damn it! I'm still waiting to get out of that damned cell!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Ultimate Victory will definitely belong to me!"
After a brief moment of confusion, the competition arena erupted once again, even more chaotic than before. Some mages began chanting spells for large-scale magic, while many warriors gathered all their strength into their weapons. A few summoners even called forth Fourth-Level Beasts, controlling them to charge wildly. All the Professionals and Prisoners unleashed every ounce of power they could muster!
With a casual move, Zhang Ren helped Ye Huan fend off an attack from a warrior, feeling a wave of despair wash over him. He was about to propose to the little princess! He couldn't just die here! With these thoughts in mind, Zhang Ren unleashed the strength expected of a Fifth-Level Warrior, grabbing Ye Huan and charging toward the exit, leaving Weiyang behind in the fray.
"Hey? Don't leave me!"
After casting several low-level spells to repel the approaching Prisoners, Weiyang turned around and saw that Zhang Ren had already taken Ye Huan away. Frightened, he didn’t care whether anyone would attack him; with a loud shout, he sprinted after Zhang Ren, his legs moving as fast as they could.
Pushing past several Prisoners trying to block their path, Zhang Ren quickly reached the edge of the venue with Ye Huan. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief and said to the bewildered Ye Huan: "Alright, let's get out of here!"
"Leave? What are you talking about? I'm not going!" Upon hearing Zhang Ren's suggestion to leave, Ye Huan immediately clung tightly to the railing at the edge of the arena, clearly indicating that he wouldn't budge an inch. Where would he go? Zhao Wujie and the little princess were up there in the stands. Compared to that little princess who treated a hen like a pet, he would rather stay here and fight for his life. At least fighting would stir some blood in him; facing the little princess only filled him with fear—fear that came from deep within.
"My dear young master of the Ye Family, can we stop joking around? Let's hurry and leave!" Glancing back, when Zhang Ren saw that Weiyang was followed by a dozen people, his tone turned slightly pleading. After all, he was just a Fifth-Level Warrior. If he encountered someone of equal rank, who would come out on top was uncertain…
Staring at Zhang Ren in shock, Ye Huan found it strange that after previously telling him he was from the Ye Family, now those words "young master of the Ye Family" came from his mouth. Something must have happened that he didn't know about. So, Ye Huan asked Zhang Ren: "Zhang Ren, how did you know I am the young master of the Ye Family?"
"My uncle told me! I said if you're the young master of the Ye Family, just come with me! If we don't leave now, that damn fat guy will attract those crazies." Responding helplessly, if it weren't for considering Ye Huan's identity, Zhang Ren would have wanted to knock him out and carry him away to avoid this trouble. He pointed toward the distance where Weiyang was being chased by a large group.
Fat guy? After pondering for a moment, Ye Huan realized that Zhang Ren seemed unaware of who exactly Weiyang was. He kindly reminded him: "I say, Zhang Ren! That fat guy you see is actually the grandson of the president of the Mage Association. Is it really appropriate to just leave him there?"
"What?! The grandson of the president of the Mage Association?" Hearing this from Ye Huan, Zhang Ren's eyes nearly popped out. Seeing that Ye Huan's serious expression seemed genuine, he let out a cry and dashed toward where Weiyang was located, completely disregarding those so-called Professionals.
…
At the same time, outside the venue of the Trial Assembly, a group of sneaky black-clad figures appeared in a small grove beside the arena…
"Big Brother, I've found out that Ye Huan is inside. However, I heard that the Current Sovereign and the little princess seem to be in there as well. Should we go in or not?"
"Damn it, if you ask me, who should I ask? Let's just flip a coin!"
...
After about ten seconds, Zhang Ren, with his exceptional speed, rushed to Weiyang's side and lifted the over 200-pound Ye Huan. He sprinted back, but Weiyang was just too heavy, significantly affecting Zhang Ren's speed. He could only run while shouting at Ye Huan, "Come on! Ye Huan, if you don't move now, you won't be able to later!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Ren reached Ye Huan and forcefully tossed Weiyang over the railing. He grabbed Ye Huan and jumped out, leaving the Trial Assembly venue.
According to the rules of the Trial Assembly, leaving the venue meant forfeiting the competition. Even a group of bloodthirsty gamblers wouldn't dare forget this fact. One by one, they abandoned their pursuit and instead began to fight among themselves. However, all of this seemed irrelevant to Ye Huan, who had already left the competition grounds...
What Ye Huan should be worried about now was how to face the little princess and the Current Sovereign. After all, he had promised Zhao Wujie that he would go to Liangzhou to gather military intelligence...
"Phew, we finally escaped! By the way, you really are the grandson of the Mage Association's president, that Quadruple Element Mage Weiyang?" After taking a heavy breath and wiping the sweat from his forehead, Zhang Ren finally remembered to ask Weiyang about this.
"Damn it! Let me tell you something, Zhang Ren! I've put up with you for long enough. If you dare call me 'fatty' again, we will be enemies!" Ignoring the pain in his backside, Weiyang went into a frenzy upon hearing 'fatty.' A faint blue light glimmered in his hands, clearly indicating he was using wind magic.
During the competition earlier, Weiyang had already used a level four fire magic spell called Radiant Sun. Coupled with this wind magic and his name 'Weiyang,' even if Zhang Ren was slow on the uptake, he understood that Weiyang was indeed the genius Quadruple Element Mage from the Mage Association!
Now that Zhang Ren realized Weiyang was indeed from the capital city, he naturally couldn't continue teasing him. He could only awkwardly smile and change the subject. "Ye Huan, let's hurry over to Sovereign! My uncle is looking for you..."
Just when Ye Huan didn't want to meet the little princess and Zhao Wujie, Zhang Ren immediately hit a sore spot. Infuriated and speechless, Ye Huan realized that since they had already left the Trial Assembly and had been recognized by others, there was no way he could avoid meeting them.
Patting Weiyang on the shoulder to calm him down, Ye Huan turned his gaze toward the central viewing platform of the venue. There stood Zhao Wujie in his dragon robe and the little princess in her split cheongsam—both particularly eye-catching.
At that moment when Ye Huan looked toward them, Zhao Wujie and the little princess also recognized Ye Huan's face. The little princess turned pale and pointed at Ye Huan while stuttering, "It's really him! Father, what should I do?"
"Hmph! What should you do? He's just a first-level summoner; are you afraid of him?" Zhao Wujie snorted coldly. He didn't pay much attention to Ye Huan; however, this wasn't because he underestimated him but rather because he knew his daughter was not only the little princess of Huaxia Nation but also a Third-Rank Warrior. Compared to Ye Huan's late blooming talent, it seemed like the little princess wasn't far behind either; hence his dismissive remark.
What Zhao Wujie did not know was that during the last time Ye Huan entered the palace, when his two memories clashed and he accidentally killed the old hen in the little princess's arms, a seed of fear towards Ye Huan had already been planted in the little princess's heart. The blood-red eyes were something she would never forget. However, she dared not speak of this to Zhao Wujie.
"Zhang Feng, bring Ye Huan up here! I want to ask him why he went to participate in the Trial Assembly!" After scolding the little princess, Zhao Wujie turned his attention back to Ye Huan, filled with curiosity, leaving Zhang Feng in a difficult position.
If he could, Zhang Feng would have preferred that Zhao Wujie never meet Ye Huan for the rest of his life. But as it stood, this was merely a thought he could entertain in his mind. Frustrated, he turned away and quickly left Zhao Wujie's sight. He had already made plans to have Zhang Ren bring Ye Huan before Zhao Wujie; as for himself? He decided it was best to hide for now.
In less than two minutes, Zhang Feng approached Zhang Ren without even glancing at him and directly said, "Zhang Ren, the Sovereign wants you to bring Ye Huan and Weiyang over."
"Oh, okay." Nodding in agreement, Zhang Ren obediently turned and walked towards the high platform where Zhao Wujie was located, with Ye Huan and Weiyang following closely behind.
As he watched the three figures gradually fade into the distance, Zhang Feng felt as if he had forgotten something. After a moment of realization, he slapped his forehead and called out to Zhang Ren, "Right! If the Sovereign asks where I've gone later, just say I went to inspect in your place..."
With that said, Zhang Feng hurriedly slipped away without waiting for Zhang Ren to respond.
The temporary venue for the Trial Assembly was indeed just that—temporary. Even the steps were so low that Ye Huan felt as if he could leap several steps with just one foot. However, no matter how high the steps were, they would eventually come to an end. Soon enough, under Zhang Ren's guidance, Ye Huan and Weiyang arrived before Zhao Wujie.
"Greetings, Sovereign..."
Upon reaching Zhao Wujie's presence, Zhang Ren knelt down directly while Ye Huan and Weiyang bowed slightly. The three of them performed the necessary courtesies.
It was only when they were so close that Zhao Wujie was astonished to discover that not only was Ye Huan participating in the Trial Assembly, but even the grandson of the Mage Association's president was involved. This revelation added more questions to Zhao Wujie's mind. After waving his hand impatiently, he asked eagerly, "Weiyang, Ye Huan, one of you is the eldest son of the Ye Family and the other is the brightest new star of the Mage Association. Explain this situation! Especially you, Ye Huan; weren't you supposed to be in Liangzhou? Why are you here?"
Although he had anticipated some awkwardness when facing Zhao Wujie, he never expected that as soon as Zhao Wujie saw him, a barrage of questions would come crashing down on him. This left Ye Huan somewhat dazed and unsure of where to begin...
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