A cold light flashed in the fat tuft's eyes, and he looked at Li Mubai, and asked with a cold face: "Brother Mubai, do you have any objection to stare at me like this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Chao turned around and glared at Li Mubai to warn him, and then looked at the fat tuft with a serious expression and said solemnly: "Camel, don't suppress it with great pressure. As the leader of Mubai, if you have any dissatisfaction, just come to me."

The fat tufter smiled and shook his head and said, "Why are Brother Jiang doing so seriously? I'm just a joke."

Jiang Chao snorted coldly and replied: "It's better to be a joke, otherwise you will be unable to clean up when you tear your face."

Speaking of this, Jiang Chao changed his tone and looked at the fat tufter meaningfully and asked, "Who are you going to send to deal with Wang Le and get the place for your junior brothers?"

The fat tufter's pupils with small eyes shrank tightly because he thought of his junior brother Luo Junyan saying that Wang Le's martial arts realm was very likely to be the Xuan level.

Because Luo Junyan's martial arts cultivation was already in the late stage of the Yellow Level, and Li Qiang, the early stage of the Yellow Level, the two of them besieged Wang Le and both ended in failure.

From this, it is reasonable to infer that Wang Le’s martial arts cultivation is at least above the Xuan level.

Of course, if the fat tufter knew that Wang Le defeated Hong, who had his natal magic weapon, would have extinguished his mind on the spot to find a place.

Unfortunately, that night, Hong Burang led the masters of the same clan to attack Xiao Yuanfang's residence at night, and was finally killed by Wang Le, driving the other party into fleeing in panic. From the beginning to the end, the entourages who appeared at Xiao Yuanfang's residence were all from Jiang Chao's side.

This also made Fat Turtle, like an outsider, only know that Wang Le defeated Hong Burang. As for the detailed process, and even how strong Wang Le's peak combat power is, there is no way to know.

After thinking about it, the fat tufter recalled his junior brother Luo Junyan's assessment of Wang Le's martial arts cultivation, Zhang Kai smiled and said, "The wheel battle that Brother Jiang said before is not necessary. I am going to go and compete with Wang Le in person."

Jiang Chao paused, his face showed a hint of anger, and he said, "Fat Camel, as an elder, you are going to bully a junior in person. Isn't it too much that I'm not afraid of me stopping you?"

The fat tufter smiled and replied, "Brother Jiang. You are not from Nanhuaguan. There are some things. Don't involve them too deeply."

"Uh" Jiang Chao's body stiffened, a hint of hesitation flashed across his face, and he became silent. At this time, Li Mubai, who was sitting on one chair, was filled with anger and bloody face, and his face turned red, but he still held back and said nothing.

For a moment, the room fell into silence and no one spoke again, but everyone's expressions were wonderful. Some were indignant, and of course the one who gloated was the one who was led by the fat hunchback.

After a while, Jiang Chao broke the silence, stared at the fat tuft coldly, and warned: "You can deal with Wang Le, but don't hurt his life."

After pausing, Jiang Chao left the main seat and stood up. He looked down at the fat hunch on the seat and continued to say coldly: "If something can't be saved then, I don't need to remind you, you should know how serious the consequences you will face. Senior Ji Yangzi will definitely let you die without a burial place."

At this time, the fat tuft also stood up and responded faintly: "The so-called retrieval of the place is not the main purpose. I just want to see how evil the grandson of Senior Ji Yangzi is. At a young age, his martial arts cultivation is so high."

After pausing, the fat tuft continued without comment: "He has achieved his cultivation in this secular world where there is lack of cultivation resources, not in our martial arts world."

When the fat tumbler said this, most of the people in the room were stiff, including Li Mubai and Zhuang Ruixiong, their faces were filled with horror. Even though they already knew how powerful Wang Le's combat power was, they could not help but be surprised whenever they thought of it.

Jiang Chao finally glanced at the fat tufter for a meaningful look, and stopped talking, and walked out of the house with a step.

At this time, after seeing this, Zhuang Ruixiong, Li Mubai and others quickly followed Jiang Chao and quickly disappeared from the fat tuft.

After Jiang Chao and others walked for a while, the fat hunchman frowned slightly, and the feeling in his heart was inexplicably bad.

Especially when Jiang Chao looked at him last, the fat tuft always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

After a while, the fat hunch could only shake his head and no longer think about it. After waving the others, he slowly moved his body like a mountain and walked towards the inner room.

Inside the red wall, at the entrance of a courtyard in the northwest corner, Jiang Chao left Zhuang Ruixiong and Li Mubai behind, and asked the others to retreat first, and then the three of them entered the main house of the yard together.

When the three of them sat around the table and poured tea, Zhuang Ruixiong looked smirking and said, "Brother Mu Bai, your performance just now was too far. I was afraid that the fat hunchback would see the flaws."

When Li Mubai laughed, he drank the hot tea in a cheers, wiped off the tea stains on the corner of his mouth, and said with a smug explanation: "As a disciple of Nanhuaguan, I must of course do my best to protect the grandson of the uncle of the junior master. Wang Le's evil spirit, if he acts a little cold, it will arouse the suspicion of the fat hunch, so it is natural for him to be more excited."

At this time, Jiang Chao, who was sitting in the middle of Zhuang Ruixiong and Li Mubai, smiled and said, "The fat tuft thought that with his mid-stage martial arts Xuan level, he could suppress Wang Le strongly by his cultivation level at the end. Hehe, there will be a fun time at that time."

After a pause, Jiang Chao changed his mind, glanced at the two sitting on his side, and confirmed: "You are sure that Wang Le can really defeat the fat hunchback, don't steal chickens and lose rice when the time comes."

Zhuang Ruixiong didn't even think about it and replied in a very affirmative tone: "Senior Brother Jiang, don't worry, Wang Le's combat power is far above your imagination. To be honest, even if you and Fat Turtle go together, you may be defeated by Wang Le."

"Uh" Jiang Chao's face froze, his eyes full of incredible expressions. He didn't expect that Zhuang Ruixiong, who had always been steady, would say such crazy words.

You know, Jiang Chao is like Fat Camel, but he is both in the middle stage of the martial arts Xuan level and is about to exist in the late stage.
Chapter completed!