"Shishi, you've come too?"
Seeing Ye Shishi appear, Shen Lang also called out with joy, his face beaming.
"Yes, I was worried about you, so I came."
Seeing Shen Lang holding Wang Yuyan, Ye Shishi felt a pang of jealousy. However, upon remembering that Wang Yuyan was Shen Lang's lawfully wedded wife, she suddenly found acceptance. She said, "Seeing you so full of vigor, I don't need to ask to know you're doing well. But you still need to be careful, after all, you're challenging the warriors of a nation now."
"Don't worry, Shishi. A wolf entering a flock of sheep, what is there to fear?"
Shen Lang gently let go of Wang Yuyan and smiled at Ye Shishi, saying, "You've traveled a long way, it must have been tiring. From now on, don't think about anything else, just watch."
Speaking of this, Shen Lang looked at Xiong Zi and Long Zi and said, "You two protect and take care of Yuyan and Shishi. Don't let them be startled in the slightest, understand?"
Shen Lang needed to deal with the warriors of Yangguo with all his might, so Wang Yuyan and Ye Shishi absolutely had to have someone to protect them. Shen Lang was fortunate to have left Xiong Zi and Long Zi behind; otherwise, he truly wouldn't have known who to ask to protect them at this moment.
"Don't worry, Group Leader Shen. As long as we are both alive, no one will be able to harm them."
Xiong Zi and Long Zi also knew that Shen Lang's upcoming battles would become increasingly perilous, and he absolutely couldn't be distracted. Thus, they patted their chests and guaranteed.
"Good, since that's the case, I'll have to trouble you two."
Shen Lang looked at Xiong Zi and Long Zi with gratitude and said, "After we're done with the Yangguo warriors, we'll go back to Nanling and feast heartily."
"Haha, then we'll wait for Group Leader Shen to treat us after he sweeps through Yangguo's martial arts world."
Xiong Zi laughed heartily upon hearing this.
However, after Xiong Zi finished speaking, Long Zi immediately retorted, "If Group Leader Shen truly sweeps through Yangguo's martial arts world, then he is a hero. How can a hero be expected to treat? We should be the ones treating."
"Right, I was muddled. It is indeed us who will treat. We will definitely host a grand celebration banquet for Group Leader Shen. I believe all the brothers will feel honored."
Xiong Zi patted his head, looking like he had suddenly realized. "Sweeping through Yangguo's martial arts world, and doing it alone. If this is achieved, not only can Group Leader Shen boast for a lifetime, but we can also boast for a lifetime, after all, we are witnesses."
"Haha, since the brothers' wishes are so strong, how can I disappoint you? Don't worry, I will let you witness everything."
Shen Lang said this with a smile to Xiong Zi and Long Zi, then drew his Yixi sword from the ground. Because he could feel an incredibly powerful enemy approaching him, currently tens of kilometers away, but an immense and terrifying killing intent had already reached Shen Lang.
In Yangguo, there was no need to guess who could possess such a terrifying killing intent; it had to be Ryūgyō Danma Morii.
Although Shen Lang had never personally met Ryūgyō Danma Morii, he could detect a familiar aura from Ryūgyō Danma Morii's killing intent. Shen Lang had met many people, and only Song Shadao had given him such a terrifying feeling.
As Shen Lang quietly waited for Ryūgyō Danma Morii to arrive, a massive ship had already departed from Longdu. Onboard was Qi Tuojiang, clad in white, and Kong Wudao. Besides them, there were over three hundred men and women, all dressed in black. Their ages and genders varied, but each exuded a palpable killing intent, clearly not to be trifled with.
"Young Master Qi, my only hope now is that that scoundrel Shen Lang causes enough trouble to draw the attention of the entire Yangguo, so that our plan can be completed successfully."
Kong Wudao, dressed in white and holding a white folding fan, would appear to be a refined gentleman to anyone unaware of his violent nature.
In contrast, Qi Tuojiang, while refined and scholarly and also dressed in white, wore a Tang dao at his waist, emanating a potent killing intent. Their temperaments were completely different.
Upon hearing Kong Wudao's words, Qi Tuojiang smiled and said, "Shen Lang, he is indeed a very irritating person. Every time he causes trouble, I feel like slapping him to death. But this time, I also hope he stirs up a bit more."
"Young Master Kong need not worry excessively. With the combined efforts of our Qi family and Kong family, along with three hundred elite death warriors, as long as the Sun Palace is vulnerable and caught off guard, we will be able to strike a decisive blow. Even if we don't succeed, we will have a fifty percent chance of a full retreat."
Qi Tuojiang laughed heartily, "I hope Shen Lang doesn't die too quickly, and the longer he delays, the better."
"Hmph, it would be best if he could leave Yangguo alive. Otherwise, I truly wouldn't dare to dig up his grave and scatter his ashes."
Kong Wudao said furiously, "That scoundrel Shen Lang, even if he's dead, I hope he finds no peace."
Because of Shen Lang, Kong Wudao had been humiliated repeatedly. Even his strategist, Yu Linling, was detained in Nanling by Shen Lang. This was a great disgrace.
In Kong Wudao's view, this disgrace was no less significant than Gu Qinghan, Qi Tuojiang's beloved woman, carrying Shen Lang's child. Therefore, Kong Wudao's hatred for Shen Lang ran extremely deep.
"Me too. I hope he survives this time, and then dies by our hands."
Qi Tuojiang also harbored hatred for Shen Lang. Hearing Kong Wudao's words, he smiled and uttered this sentence.
What they didn't know was that while they were discussing how to deal with Shen Lang, within the Yangguo Imperial Palace, a graceful and dignified woman in a kimono was kneeling before an elderly man in a kimono radiating imperial authority. She said, "Father, what is it that you wish to see me for?"
"Xuezi, I know you have contact with Shen Lang. But now Shen Lang is provoking the martial arts world of Yangguo at Sakura Square and has killed many of our strong warriors. Are you aware of this matter?"
The elderly man in the kimono, his eyes half-closed, suddenly opened them and looked at the woman in the kimono, speaking in a voice so calm it was terrifying, "Are you aware of this matter?"
"Father, I am aware of this matter."
The woman in the kimono was named Miyamoto Xuezi. She was none other than the eldest princess of the current Yangguo royal family. The identity of the person she called father was thus self-evident.
"Since you are aware, why have you done nothing until now?"
The elderly man in the kimono looked at Miyamoto Xuezi with displeasure, saying, "You allowed Shen Lang's people to capture He Yaodong, and I can pretend not to know about this. But now Shen Lang is humiliating Yangguo. As a princess of the Yangguo royal family, are you also going to continue to let him run rampant?"
"Father, do you think I am letting him run rampant?"
Upon hearing the elderly man's words, Miyamoto Xuezi smiled and said, "Shen Lang is Shen Tianjun's son. I owe Shen Tianjun a tremendous debt of gratitude, so I will naturally help him. But in the face of great right and wrong, I can still maintain my grasp."
"Father, the reason why I have taken no action until now is not because I am biased towards Shen Lang, but because I want to use Shen Lang as a whetstone to thoroughly ignite the fighting spirit of the Yangguo people."
Miyamoto Xuezi sighed deeply and said, "They have been too comfortable for too long. Many have forgotten that they are man-eating wolves. They need to be awakened by shame and blood."