When Chu Yang saw him, he was somewhat surprised, not expecting that this guy had actually been imprisoned in the Zhao Wang Residence, and even less that the two of them would meet here.
Though he knew him, Chu Yang had no intention of saving him from his predicament. He shook his head and said, "It's not him."
Ouyang Ke's expression tightened, and he subconsciously looked at Huang Rong.
A look of hesitation flashed across Wan Yan Honglie's face.
Ever since Ouyang Ke explained Huang Rong's identity and background, his desire not to hand Huang Rong over grew stronger.
If things could develop as Ouyang Ke said, with Western Poison Ouyang Feng and Eastern Heretic Huang Yaoshi becoming in-laws, and both serving the Zhao Wang Residence, it would be most beneficial to him.
"Your Excellency, would you like to take a closer look? Besides him, my Zhao Wang Residence has no other outsiders!"
Wan Yan Honglie said, feigning sincerity.
"Prince Zhao, why don't you think again carefully? If the Zhao Wang Residence can't produce a second person besides him, then I'm afraid Prince Zhao will find it very difficult to leave this street today..."
Chu Yang stood with one hand behind his back and the other on his abdomen, smiling politely.
As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere between the two sides immediately turned murderous.
Being threatened in front of so many people, even if Wan Yan Honglie had a good temper, he was still furious at this moment.
Huang Rong, who was in the crowd, did not know that Chu Yang was looking for her. She stared blankly at her former teacher confronting thousands of soldiers alone, his aura not losing out in the slightest.
"This guy Xiao Chu is actually a master? How dare he hide such a big thing from me? I'll definitely teach him a lesson when we get back!"
Huang Rong was filled with jealousy, clenching her small fists in anger.
Just at this moment.
"Insolent madman!"
Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian simultaneously flew up, attacking Chu Yang!
They simply did not believe that the Chu Yang described by Wan Yan Kang was that powerful.
Peng Lianhu's weapon was a pair of steel judge's brushes, while Sha Tongtian's weapon was a dark, gleaming iron oar.
Neither of their weapons were mainstream, making them very recognizable.
Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian attacked together; one used the judge's brushes to attack Chu Yang's lower body, while the other swept the iron oar horizontally at Chu Yang's neck.
"They're clearly two murderous bandits, yet they call themselves Senju the Butcher and Ghost Gate Dragon King. It's truly like gilding a turd."
Chu Yang sneered. His Observation Haki had already predicted their attack paths. He simply reached out and gripped the iron oar and judge's brush, breaking the weapons they relied on for their fame with a slight exertion of force.
Then, Chu Yang kicked each of them, sending them back to Wan Yan Honglie's horse.
Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian's rib cages shattered, and they simultaneously spat out fresh blood, clearly taking in less air than they exhaled.
In just one exchange, two of the Zhao Wang Residence's so-called Five Great Masters were severely wounded by Chu Yang.
Looking at the dying Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian, Wan Yan Honglie's heart pounded in fear.
He truly was a master!
Wan Yan Honglie took a deep breath, cupped his fists, and asked, "May I ask your esteemed name, Your Excellency?"
Chu Yang replied indifferently, "My surname is Chu."
Wan Yan Honglie kept trying to recall which master in the martial world was named Chu and was so young; such a person couldn't be unknown.
But after thinking for a long time, he had no clue.
Wan Yan Honglie, eager for talent, voluntarily lowered his stance. He dismounted, and despite his personal guards' attempts to stop him, he walked out of the military formation and asked loudly, "May I ask where Mr. Chu holds his esteemed position?"
Chu Yang pouted and made up a lie, "358th Regiment..."
"Ah?" Wan Yan Honglie was a bit confused; he had never heard of any 358th Regiment.
The clever Huang Rong immediately knew Chu Yang was teasing this Jin prince and couldn't help but laugh out loud, her laughter particularly conspicuous in the silent army.
Chu Yang heard the laughter. He was very certain it was Xiao Huang's voice.
He had told Xiao Huang about the 'Drawing Sword' meme when he was in the Southern Song town, and the latter particularly liked the line, "When rivals meet, the brave one wins."
Confirming that Xiao Huang was here, Chu Yang felt much more at ease. He was afraid of causing such a big commotion only to end up with nothing.
"Prince Zhao, you keep saying that the Zhao Wang Residence has no other outsiders, but just now, I clearly heard my friend's laughter."
"You, a dignified prince, still lie at your age?"
Chu Yang looked at Wan Yan Honglie with disdain.
Wan Yan Honglie coughed twice, knowing he was in the wrong, and could only signal Ouyang Ke to release Huang Rong.
Ouyang Ke also felt a bit uneasy.
He was confident he could defeat the other four masters, but he couldn't do what Chu Yang did, which was to take out Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian in one round while fighting two against one.
Adding Lingzhi Shangren and Liang Ziweng, who were already dead, he was now the only one left of the former Five Great Masters.
In a street fight within the city, the military formation couldn't fully utilize its advantages.
Without masters to assist, and with Chu Yang having the advantage of time and terrain, Ouyang Ke felt that he might truly be able to withstand the Jin army.
"For now, I'll retreat a step. When my uncle arrives, I'll ask him to deal with this scholar."
Ouyang Ke was still secretly calculating in his mind when Huang Rong by his side had already stepped out of the military formation. Even if he reacted, he dared not stop her.
Chu Yang waited for a while, not for the little beggar he remembered, but for a delicate, charming, and graceful beautiful young woman who looked somewhat familiar.
"Holy crap!"
Chu Yang gasped, then angrily pointed at Wan Yan Honglie and cursed, "You old bastard, you're quite perverse! You actually made my brother wear women's clothes! Brother, I'm sorry, I came late. They didn't do anything strange to you, did they...?"
In front of so many Jin soldiers, Wan Yan Honglie was inexplicably subjected to a barrage of insults.
The humiliated Wan Yan Honglie's face turned red, almost suffering a cerebral hemorrhage.
Huang Rong stomped her foot in anger, regretting that she shouldn't have joked with Chu Yang back then. The other party had already genuinely believed she was a boy with different preferences.
The key issue was that Chu Yang had seen too many boys on the internet who looked even better than girls when dressed up, and he subconsciously mistook her for a cross-dressing big shot.
"I'm a girl!" Huang Rong shouted, both embarrassed and angry.
"I said I don't discriminate..." Chu Yang paused, then asked blankly, "Are you talking about the physiological level or the psychological level?"
Only Huang Rong understood the words Chu Yang used. Her face flushed, and she gritted her teeth, saying, "Physiological level..."
Now it was Chu Yang's turn to be caught off guard.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something to ease the awkward atmosphere.
Just a moment ago, he was calling her 'brother, brother,' and now, in the blink of an eye, 'brother' turned into 'sister.' It was so sudden...
Chu Yang felt that this plot seemed familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before?
Huang Rong walked to the middle of the road, not forgetting to push Guo Jing, and whispered, "What are you spacing out for? Come with me! Do you still want to go back to the Prince's prison?"
Only then did Guo Jing foolishly walk with Huang Rong to Chu Yang's side.
Angry as she was, Huang Rong still naturally moved closer to Chu Yang, but the latter quietly shifted a small step to the side.
Huang Rong, sharp-eyed, noticed Chu Yang's movement. Her originally cute little face instantly became ferocious, and she said angrily, "Xiao Chu, what do you mean?!"
Chu Yang glanced at her and said sheepishly, "You're too close to me, I'm a bit unaccustomed."
Huang Rong gritted her teeth and said, "Back in Southern Song, you used to put your arm around my shoulder, touch my head, pinch my face, put your arm around my neck, pat my... Now you're telling me you're unaccustomed?"
Chu Yang said righteously, "It's different. Back then, you were my brother."
Huang Rong looked at him coldly, "And now?"
Chu Yang said sincerely, "We're all good sisters!"
Huang Rong scrutinized Chu Yang from head to toe with murderous eyes.
Chu Yang coughed dryly, slapped his right hand with his left, and scolded, "I told you not to be mischievous. Now look what happened!"
Huang Rong sighed lightly. She suddenly felt a headache.
"But speaking of which, why did you bring this thing back?" Chu Yang asked, pointing at the dazed Guo Jing.
"That Ouyang Ke's gaze towards Guo Jing just now wasn't right. This kid will definitely get into trouble after going back, so it's better to save his life, even if it's for your own good fortune," Huang Rong replied.
Guo Jing?
Chu Yang looked in surprise at this foolish boy who had almost gotten him killed.
He was actually Guo Jing!
"Why is he..."
Chu Yang was about to retort when he suddenly had a change of thought. Wasn't Guo Jing just a simpleton?
Huang Rong thought Chu Yang was still angry, so she put on a cute smiling face and said softly and sweetly, "Oh, Big Brother Chu, I know this fool caused you trouble, but with your skill, dealing with small fries like Hou Tonghai and the Huanghe Four Devils isn't a piece of cake?"
"Just be magnanimous..."
Chu Yang quickly waved his hand, "No, wait a minute, let me sort this out."
Guo Jing, Hou Tonghai, the Huanghe Four Devils, and a cross-dressing Xiao Huang—the plot was becoming increasingly familiar.
Chu Yang hesitated, "What's your full name?"
Huang Rong tilted her head and said, "My name is Huang Rong. Haven't I told you?"
Chu Yang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and sat up abruptly as if recovering from a fatal illness. Guo Jing was actually himself!
Damn it, I actually stole Guo Jing's scenes. When I used to watch TV, I always thought Guo Jing was an idiot for mistaking such a beautiful girl for a brother.
Well, now the idiocy has transferred to me...
Chu Yang and Huang Rong were chatting animatedly, leaving Wan Yan Honglie, who was standing nearby, ignored in front of nearly ten thousand Jin soldiers. Because of this, the latter was extremely awkward.
Wan Yan Honglie had no choice but to interrupt their conversation, "Mr. Chu, this prince has already given you the person you wanted. May I ask if you can return this prince's wife and child?"
Chu Yang nodded, "Prince Zhao, rest assured, I am a man of my word. No problem."
Yang Tiexin and his wife, who were behind him, trembled violently upon hearing this.
Their faces suddenly turned pale, and they looked at Chu Yang in disbelief.
Mu Nianci stared at Chu Yang, seething with anger.
Her adoptive parents had risked danger to stay and help him, and this was the reward they received.