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C222 There's Less to Go We're about to Leave the Mountain



C222 There's Less to Go We're about to Leave the Mountain

0West River Prefecture, Dragon Phoenix Mountain.    

    

This was the base camp of the chief of the s, Zhang Family.    

    

Within the Supreme Purity Palace, on an ancient sandalwood block, a sixteen to seventeen year old youngster was leaning against it.    

    

This young man wore a pure white silk robe. His lips were red, his teeth were white, and his face was like jade.    

    

In front of him were several beautiful female servants kneeling, and they were carefully massaging his shoulders and legs.    

    

This person was one of the Four Young Masters of Dragon Country, Hidden Young Master Zhang Zhiyu.    

    

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps rang out.    

    

The next moment, a young man dressed in Daoist attire slowly walked into the Supreme Purity Palace.    

    

"Young Lord, Zhang Feiyu is dead!"    

    

Zhang Zhiyu, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.    

    

He first glanced at the young man, then the corner of his mouth unconsciously curled up.    

    

"Oh? This trash is dead? "    

    

Although his voice sounded very ordinary, it didn't have any fluctuations.    

    

However, when the young man heard this, he couldn't help but tremble.    

    

Even though the youth in front of him wasn't old, his methods were truly frightening.    

    

As the direct descendant of Dragon Phoenix Mountain's Zhang Family, there was no one who wasn't afraid of him in the entire Zhang Family.    

    

In fact, Zhang Zhiyu's deterrence level was even higher than his father's, the Zhang Family expert.    

    

"Young Lord, even though Zhang Feiyu has already been expelled from the sect, he is still a disciple of my Zhang Family. Now, someone actually dares to kill him, he simply doesn't put our Zhang Family in his eyes at all …"    

    

The young man shivered before he hurriedly bowed and said.    

    

When Zhang Zhiyu heard this, a faint smile appeared on his face.    

    

"You don't need to say that?"    

    

As the indifferent voice sounded, the young man was so scared that he immediately kneeled to the ground.    

    

"I was wrong, please punish me, Young Lord!"    

    

After speaking, he crawled on the ground, motionless.    

    

Zhang Zhiyu glanced at him and slowly sat up.    

    

Seeing this, the maids around him hurriedly retreated to the side.    

    

The next moment, Zhang Zhiyu had already stood up and looked down on the young man.    

    

"My Zhang Family hasn't left the mountain in a long time. There are many people in the secular world who seem to have forgotten our Dragon Phoenix Mountain lineage, hehehe!"    

    

"Zhang Jianyi, go down and prepare. This King, Young Lord, is about to leave the mountain!"    

    

Zhang Jian who was lying on the ground heard this and immediately responded respectfully.    

    

"Yes!"    

    

Then, he got up and slowly left the Supreme Purity Palace.    

    

"Interesting, to actually provoke my Zhang Family …"    

    

Zhang Zhiyu said to himself with a warm smile.    

    

The maids all held their breaths, not daring to even breathe.    

    

Their Young Lord, when he usually showed such an expression, it meant that he really wanted to kill someone!    

    

How could these maids dare to anger Young Lord?    

    

"Bring Zhang Feiyu's fiancee over!"    

    

After he finished laughing, Zhang Zhiyu sat back down on the ancient sandalwood and ordered lightly.    

    

"Yes!"    

    

Immediately, one of the female attendants bowed in acknowledgment, then left.    

    

A moment later, Zhang Feiyu's fiancee was brought in front of Zhang Zhiyu.    

    

This woman was quite beautiful and had an outstanding figure. However, there was a trace of fear on her face.    

    

"Zhang Feiyu is dead!"    

    

Zhang Zhiyu, who was leaning on the soft seat, said softly.    

    

When the woman heard this, her body trembled slightly, but she quickly regained her composure.    

    

"Young Lord, Zhang Feiyu no longer has anything to do with this little girl. His death has nothing to do with me!"    

    

After speaking, the woman immediately lowered her head.    

    

After Zhang Zhiyu heard this, the corner of his mouth hooked up into an evil smile.    

    

"Good, come here!"    

    

Hearing this, the woman did not hesitate and called out to Young Lord softly. After asking Young Lord to take pity on her, she slowly walked towards him.    

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