Chapter 46: The Goths
Ming Yue quietly looked at Feng Tian who was standing in front of her. She did not regret what she had done at the engagement ceremony. She was polite to him and respected him, but obviously, he did not respect her.
She had never been to the Heavenly Mountain Peak, which she held in reverence and awe. Any of the five Holy Lands was a place that even many powerful people who had already made a name for themselves in the world wanted to enter.
However, this did not mean that she would feel inferior or humble and try to please the disciples of the sect.
Feng Tian was her fellow Senior Brother, but he only represented someone who had entered the sect earlier than her. His childish behavior yesterday had caused her to feel some disgust in her heart. She had no desire for self-important people like him to attempt to control or influence her life in any way.
Junior sister, are you blaming me? Feng Tians gloomy heart softened a bit when he saw Ming Yues beautiful face, and his tone became much gentler.
I dare not, Princess Ming Yue replied lightly.
Junior sister, do you look down on me? Ming Yues cold attitude was like a thorn that pricked his already scarred heart again.
Ming Yue did not speak, but not answering was also an implicit agreement.
In fact, what Ming Yue looked down on was Feng Tians immature behavior, but in Feng Tians eyes, what she looked down on was the fact that he, a King-grade mage, was injured by an Intermediate warrior.
Junior sister, one day, you will see Qi Bei kneeling at my feet and begging for mercy, Feng Tian said coldly, then turned and left.
Ming Yue shook her head lightly, waved her slender hand, and the unicorn cub playing in the distance turned into a white shadow and rushed into her arms.
A caravan of about two hundred people moved forward slowly in the twilight, similar to other caravans that came and went along the way. What made it different might be the guards of this caravan who were full of killing intent, walking silently with expressionless faces. Unlike the guards of other caravans who chatted and joked while walking, occasionally bursting into laughter.
Lift up your skirt and let me see your butt. Your butt is big and round, like a ripe peach Inside the carriage, Qi Bei rested his head on the plump thigh of Huan Ying and held a sheepskin map in his hand, humming a tune. He seemed to be in a good mood.
Huan Ying, on the other hand, blushed as she listened. What kind of vulgar joke-like song was this shameless young master singing?
The Goths were sly and very intelligent. They relied on the remnants of the goblin civilization to invent many exquisite and practical items as well as some powerful weapons, which they traded with various races and gradually became stronger.
The growing Goths were not content to stay in the mountain basins of the resource-poor southern region of the Golden Leaf Empire and repeatedly invaded the borders, slowly nibbling away at the empires territory.
Although the Goths could not cultivate battle qi or magic, they had powerful weapons and were good at digging tunnels. In the 800-year history of the Golden Leaf Empire, countless soldiers had died at the hands of the Goths.
As a result, it took the Golden Leaf Empire five hundred years to build a golden fortress and finally block the Goths out. Currently, the Golden Leaf Empire has reached a peace agreement with the Goths and opened up trade routes, so its not uncommon to see Goth caravans in the Golden Leaf Empire.
However, as a soldier of the empire, Lie Feng naturally harbors a deep hatred toward the Goths.
Just then, Qi Bei saw Iron Head and his men get into a conflict with some Goth guards and knocked a few of them down before being surrounded.
Lets go take a look, Qi Bei said lightly, leading Jin Gang and Lie Feng over.
Jin Gang charged forward, his two huge arms swirling around as he sent the guards surrounding Iron Head and his men flying.
What happened? Qi Bei asked as he walked over.
Lord, I announced the Feng familys name, but they didnt buy it and instead insulted us. Damn Goths, Iron Head said fiercely.
Qi Bei slapped his forehead. It was his own fault for reporting the wrong name. The Golden Fortress had always been guarded by the Feng family, who had been using strict measures to suppress the Goths development. Naturally, the Goths had a deep hatred for the Feng family.
Let the person in charge come out and speak, Qi Bei said coldly, exuding an imposing aura.
A Goth man looked a little panicked and glanced at Qi Bei before quickly entering the luxurious tent in the center.
Qi Bei sensed a faint killing intent and gave Lie Feng a signal with his eyes.
Lie Feng understood and discreetly gestured to his brothers in the distance, his hand behind his back.