Chapter 91: Getting the Mustard World_1
After Zhang Yangtian’s defeat and escape, many talented Martial Artists ceased fighting, their eyes dull as they stared at Qin Wudao. The scene was silent, not a peep to be heard.
Mixed emotions filled everyone’s hearts. For the disciples of Gun City, this was good news. After all, they had sided with Qin Wudao from the beginning, positioning themselves as allies. However, for the Lin Family and the Great Azure Empire, their feelings were complex. On one hand, they were relieved that Zhang Yangtian had fled; on the other, they envied Qin Wudao’s talent. Lin Jiewen, in particular, was so envious his eyes turned red, as if he wanted to devour Qin Wudao.
Meanwhile, the disciples of the Changeable Mansion and the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect felt nothing but sheer despair. Among them, Zhang Yangtian had been the strongest, but now he had fled. Who could possibly be a match for Qin Wudao?
For a moment, everyone ignored what Qin Wudao had said.
Only one person wore a shocked expression. After hesitating for a moment, he stepped forward and asked, "How did you figure it out?"
The person who spoke was Duan Yonghui. He stared intently at Qin Wudao, his pupils deep and piercing, as if trying to see right through him, to understand him completely.
"During the battle with the Skeleton Ghost King," Qin Wudao said calmly, standing upright, his eyes filled with disdain. "Your strength may not match Zhang Yangtian’s, but it’s not much weaker either. Yet, you pretended to be unconscious, which is unusual.
"You worked hard to conceal yourself because you have grand ambitions. You want not only to kill me but probably also wished to assassinate Zhang Yangtian and seize control of the Four-Level Mustard World!"
Besides, I have an earth-level soul force, which makes my senses incredibly sharp, Qin Wudao thought. I can make precise judgments based on a person’s heartbeat, breathing, and subtle changes in expression.
Indeed, Duan Yonghui had hidden himself very well. To an ordinary Martial Artist, his act was flawless; even Zhang Yangtian hadn’t noticed.
But every disguise has a flaw, Qin Wudao mused.