Chapter 66: Protesting

The entrance to the temporary residence of Murong Zhan.
Yan Nanxing has a cold and stern expression, standing firmly with a long spear in hand. His long and dense black hair is scattered, and the broken hair at the temples sways in the wind.
His nose bridge is quite straight, making his facial features deep and three-dimensional. In the sunshine, his deep eyes faintly reveal a light blue color, handsome like the sun god in the sky.
Murong Zhan stood less than six feet away from Yan Nanxing, with thirteen fourth-level cultivators responsible for guarding him, displaying a highly tense and alert state. The guards stood in front of Murong Zhan, ready for battle at any moment.
Murong Zhan remained calm and composed, folding his arms. His eyes narrowed into slits as he spoke, and his salt-and-pepper beard trembled slightly. "Where does this little yellow-mouthed kid come from, thinking he can challenge me alone? I'm afraid you'll have to see if my thirteen guards agree."
Yan Nanxing's brows remained furrowed, and his thin lips parted as he spoke with a strong and resolute tone: "What, a mere youngster? In terms of age, I am only one year younger than you, Murong Zhan. It seems that you can't even recognize me after all these years. Looks like the beating I received back then has healed completely."
Upon hearing Yan Nanxing expose his shameful past, Murong Zhan's face turned red like a pig's liver: "Oh, who do I have here? It turns out to be the famous General Yan. I was momentarily blind and failed to recognize you."
"I can't believe so many years have passed, but you still don't look old at all. After all these years, you should have the same frail appearance as me. I heard that merfolk age slower, and it seems like it's not just a rumor."
There is an indescribable weird tone when the old words are spoken from Murong Zhan's mouth.
It turns out that Murong Zhan and Yan Nanxing knew each other. During the territorial disputes between the Wind Tribe and Moon Tribe, the war was about to spread to the Southern Sea.
Yan Nanxing was ordered to support the Wind Clan and temporarily joined forces with the Wind Clan. Yan Nanxing became the commander-in-chief, while Murong Zhan became the deputy commander.
At that time, hundreds of kilometers to the upper right of the South Sea on the map, there was a Qianchiling. Originally, this ridge was the territory of the Wind Clan, but it was later occupied by the Moon Clan.
After the Moon Tribe occupied this place, they not only renamed Qianchiling to Yuejianling, but also moved a part of their people to settle and take root in Yuejianling, in an attempt to completely transform Yuejianling into the Moon Tribe's territory.
Yannanxing led a large army to attack Yuejianling and achieved their first victory with lightning speed, causing the people of the Moon tribe to panic and flee. The elderly, weak, and women and children living in Yuejianling were unable to escape in time.
Ordinary old, weak, and women have no resistance. Yannanxing ordered his subordinates to drive them away without causing trouble.
However, Murong Zhan ignored Yannanxing's orders and insulted a beautiful Moon Goddess, even wanting to take her by force.
Yan Nanxing, after discovering it, immediately punished Murong Zhan in front of many soldiers with one hundred military sticks.
At that time, Murong Zhan thought that Yan Nanxing was just bluffing and wouldn't dare to really punish him. He raised his neck and said loudly, "Yan Nanxing, what qualifications do you have to punish me? I am the deputy tribe leader of the Wind Clan. Although the Wind Clan is not as powerful as the Flower Clan and the Snow Clan, it is still much stronger than the small South Sea."
At that time, Yannanxing was completely indifferent to what he said, his tall figure as stalwart as the green bamboo on a mountain, uncompromising: "If you violate military discipline in my camp, even if you are the emperor, I will still beat you up, take him away!"
Murong Zhan's tone became lower as he thought of those scenes, his gaze clearly showing ill intentions: "Of course I remember you, especially the beating you received years ago, which left a lasting impression on me."
"If I'm not mistaken, the reason you were punished with a beating is for disregarding military discipline and harassing virtuous women. As the saying goes, 'The country can change but not one's nature,' and this statement is truly fitting for you."
"Hehe." Murong Zhan stroked his beard gently with his hand. "Yan Nanxing, I heard that shortly after the Battle of Fengyue, you fell into the hands of a woman from the Hua clan and have been oppressed by her for these years. You even had a daughter with her, who is the crown princess Hualuo of Tianqi Kingdom. Are you here to find the old man because of her?"
"Murong Zhan, it appears that the beating I gave you back then was far too light. If I had known you would remain so incorrigible, I would have regretted not completely destroying you!"
"I will never deny the things I have done. Yes, I did bully your daughter, but how do you plan to deal with me?"
Then, Muren Zhan disdainfully looked up and down Yannan Xing, "Now I am a respectable Level 6 cultivator. With your Level 5 cultivation, plus my thirteen bodyguards, what do you think you can do to me?"
"Furthermore, if something unfortunate were to happen within the territory of the Tianqi Kingdom that caused a conflict between the Hua Clan and the Feng Clan, do you think you would be able to bear the responsibility?"
Murong Zhan has a tight grip on the interests involved, and he uses this to hold Hua Luo, who hates him to the core, in check. Now he wants to make Yan Nanxing wary using the same tricks, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.
Murong Zhan has had countless affairs with young girls and has also kept numerous beautiful concubines as wives. However, he has never had a single child. Therefore, he greatly underestimated the anger of a father.
The clenched fist of Yannan Xing made a crisp sound, and his veins were about to burst. He raised the long spear in his hand, exerted force downwards, and the long blade of the spear sank three inches into the ground.
"Muran Zhan, I will only say this once. Please immediately stop all inappropriate actions in Hua Tribe and apologize to my daughter. Unless I am dead, you will never touch a single hair of hers again."
"Apology? Hahaha..." Murong Zhan laughed so hard that his fat was shaking, the laugh lines on his face clearly visible, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"It's a pity, my dictionary doesn't have the word 'apology', and besides, do you think it's still like the old days where I was inferior to you?"
"Yan Nanxing, with your current appearance, what qualifies you to order me? Do you know, your daughter was sent to me by the Hehuan Sect when she was only thirteen years old, and thirteen is my favorite number."
"Especially thirteen-year-old girls, in the prime of youth, like buds waiting to bloom, with skin so tender that water can be squeezed out. Aww, that feel, like the finest silk, smooth and delicate."
"Actually, the old man also doesn't want to risk insulting a prince of a country, but there's a saying that goes 'Even if I die under a peony flower, it's still a romantic death.' So I have no choice. Who asked me to not care about anything else, but only have this one desire? Who asked your daughter to be so beautiful, so tender, so smooth..."
"Die!"
Yan Nanxing's furious voice interrupted Murong Zhan's increasingly intolerable words. He stood still, his hands forming seals, and in an instant, the surrounding air became chaotic, a fierce wind blowing, and the sky and earth suddenly changed color.
The spiritual power in Yan Nanxing's hand gathers into a stronger group.
Murong Zhan and his thirteen fourth-level cultivators were blown away by the strong wind, and only heard a loud bang.
Accompanied by the constant crackling sounds around, the big trees were uprooted, and the thirteen fourth-level cultivators blocking Murong Zhan were shaken apart like broken pieces of cloth, unable to resist the irresistible force.
Murong Zhan instantly became a commanding officer out of nowhere, almost unbelievable: "Yannan Xing, you...!"