Master An

Chapter 1400 - 1401 An Yiqing Breaks the Formation (1)

Chapter 1400: Chapter 1401 An Yiqing Breaks the Formation (1)


The hall was silent, except for Long Zaitian, all the core members of the Xuanqing Sect sitting in order according to their status. Shao Xing and Shao Qiang, as Long Zaitian’s adopted sons, held special positions and sat directly to the left of Long Zaitian, rather than with the others.


As for the seat on Long Zaitian’s right, it naturally belonged to Military Advisor Chiang Yu.


"What time is it already? Why hasn’t An Yiqing shown up yet? Could it be that she’s too afraid to come?" one of the core members of the Xuanqing Sect muttered.


His words were like a small pebble, breaking the calm surface of a lake and revealing the turbulent waters beneath.


Long Zaitian paused in his fiddling with the walnut, his tightly shut eyelids twitched a couple of times, then he resumed resting with his eyes closed.


Shao Qiang glanced at everyone and sneered, "With such a big wager from Military Advisor Chiang here, how could An Yiqing possibly not come?"


Chiang Yu, who had remained silent, slowly stopped waving his feather fan, gave Shao Qiang an inexplicable look, then discreetly glanced at Long Zaitian, who was resting with his eyes closed, and sighed deeply in his heart.


"Shao Qiang, what are you saying? Mr. Chiang, as the Xuanqing Sect’s Think Tank, will of course always be loyal to our foster father, those useless wagers are just a facade. As long as An Yiqing is trapped in the Eighteen Golden Figures Formation, not only will Military Advisor Chiang not leave, but the crisis of the Xuanqing Sect will also be resolved. I think Military Advisor Chiang would be delighted to see such a result, don’t you think so, Military Advisor Chiang?" Shao Xing squinted his snake-like eyes, the cold light behind his glasses like a viper’s red tongue, winding tightly around Chiang Yu.


Seeing the ruthless suspicion in Shao Xing’s eyes, Chiang Yu’s face was full of indifference. Ever since returning from meeting An Yiqing, he had keenly noticed the increasing suspicion from the Shao Brothers and Long Zaitian. Chiang Yu knew that their suspicion of him was simply due to his wager with An Yiqing—if An Yiqing won, he would leave the Xuanqing Sect and join her!


For the Shao Brothers and Long Zaitian, Chiang Yu disappearing from the Xuanqing Sect was something they dreamed of, but he could disappear, he could die, but they would never allow him to join their arch-enemy! This was something Long Zaitian and the Shao Brothers would absolutely not tolerate!


It would be good if Chiang Yu could leave the Xuanqing Sect, but he absolutely could not be used by anyone!


Shao Xing and Shao Qiang exchanged a secretive look, deep in their eyes was a strong sense of dread and ruthlessness.


Chiang Yu lowered his gaze, his peripheral vision precisely captured the Shao Brothers, his expression enigmatic.


Just then, the sound of a car engine suddenly reverberated outside the Xuanqing Sect’s headquarters, prompting everyone to look outside, even Long Zaitian, who had been resting with his eyes closed, abruptly opened his eyes.


In the vast courtyard, a black, elongated Rolls-Royce was slowly driving towards the headquarters building.


The vehicle stopped steadily, and An Zhifeng, dressed in a black suit, stepped out of the car. He cast a cold glance at the Xuanqing Sect members who remained seated in the hall without standing to greet him, then turned to open the Rolls-Royce’s door.


A pair of black women’s flat combat boots suddenly appeared within everyone’s line of sight, following the boots upward were two slender legs wrapped in black trousers. As everyone held their breath in anticipation, a woman slowly stepped out of the car.


"How come it’s not An Yiqing? Could it be she’s too afraid to come and deliberately sent for backup? Haha!" Upon seeing the unfamiliar face stepping out of the car, Shao Qiang couldn’t resist mocking.


The woman who stepped out of the car gave Shao Qiang a cold look, and an inexplicable, short, and harsh dagger appeared in her hand. The dagger spun elegantly between her pale yet strong fingers, and before anyone could react, it swiftly flew into the hall and embedded itself fiercely into the tiled floor beside Shao Qiang’s foot!