Peace Order

"Idiot."

The Whale Hunter tossed Tu Shengyuan and Old Siming from over there.

Old Siming landed in a Martial World knight-style pose.

As his rear faced backward in a flat sand falling goose stance, the Mystic Turtle Dharma Form cushioned under his rear, bounced, and Old Siming landed steadily, grabbed the Mystic Turtle Dharma Form with a backward hand and tossed it. The Mystic Turtle spun and flew out, precisely hitting the screaming Tu Shengyuan on the rear, bouncing the old loudmouth onto a tree branch.

Tu Shengyuan’s face turned pale.

Instinctively he still touched his mouth.

His mouth and tongue were fine.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and started shouting in pain.

Old Siming watched the Whale Hunter rush over there. Zhou Wangji recognized this person as the famous Martial Arts Legend. The Breaking Army lineage’s contemporary helmsman, Ming Rui, sensed that there might be hidden motives, and it might not be a matter of obstruction.

Just about to speak out, "Let’s say... mm!"

That calm and peaceful conservative faction Yu Yanming finally couldn’t hold back, raised his hand, slapped Zhou Wangji’s head, clasped his fingers, pulled him back, hair standing on end, face flushed with anger, and said:

"You left the child at my door back then, now the child is married and returns, and you come looking for me!"

"Angler!"

"Do you really think I’m a vegetarian?!"

"*****!!!"

Zhou Wangji drew a sharp breath.

Yu Yanming waved his hand, directly initiated the formation to intercept the Whale Hunter, unleashing twenty years of pent-up anger and dissatisfaction, finally exploding. The secret realm formation of the Shaking Light lineage, peerless in the world, even among the Three Sects of the World, has no match.

The formation’s brilliance exploded, and the Whale Hunter crashed directly into it.

Old Siming’s mouth twitched, but he also saw this wasn’t genuine fury, merely within the scope of sparring, but at this moment, he also noticed the Whale Hunter over there, with overwhelming momentum, looking down upon all directions.

Even with the accumulation and foundation of the Shaking Light lineage stacked, Yu Yanming was not the Whale Hunter’s opponent. This Old White Hair knew that Yu Yanming, for the sake of Shaking Light, resembled a foster father, thus restrained a lot, simply breaking the formation with skill.

Tu Shengyuan hanging from the tree grinned.

"This angler is going crazy."

"Just apologize to the girl nicely, and it’s all done."

"Not apologizing, pretending to be deliberately angry, hoping others would comfort him."

"So awkward."

"Is this angler’s mind still not mature?"

Old Siming: "..."

Mystic Turtle: "..."

Old Siming had the urge to stuff the mouth of this old thing with a broken shoe untouched for three months; with that mouth, he shouldn’t be a storyteller, this old thing should head to the military formation front to call out challenges.

Or, reincarnate eight hundred years ago.

During the Red Emperor’s prime, acting as the Central Plains Red Emperor’s emissary to various countries in the Western Regions.

With that mouth—

It’s too cheeky.

Though, what this old loudmouth says is also correct, continuing to let the Whale Hunter ’mess around’ isn’t solving anything, yet this old chap, even when not serious, is truly unmatched in martial arts.

Only Li Guanyi is a match.

But it’s impossible to let father-in-law and son-in-law clash at the welcome-back feast.

Old Siming suddenly thought of something, slowly lowered his head, using an encouraging and expectant look towards his Mystic Turtle Dharma Form. The Mystic Turtle Dharma Form was happily watching the show, having a joyful discussion with Old Siming: "The Formation Leader is truly furious."

"I think he wants to complete the wedding return while present, so he must interrupt the Stargazing Lineage’s preparations."

"Otherwise, a father’s dignity would be trampled into the dirt."

"The teacher of Shaking Light has clearly pent-up anger, also seeing the Formation Leader’s intention, wanting to stop him. What a show, if they can’t stop him, Li Guanyi acting would spoil the flavor, huh."

"Couldn’t someone stop the Formation Leader?"

"What a drama."

"There should be no one able to stop him! After all, the Formation Leader, there’s no one really daring to go up and stop him."

Old Mystic Turtle and Old Siming conversed.

Marveling as they gossiped.

But slowly, the Mystic Turtle Dharma Form suddenly felt the atmosphere turn odd, usually squatting together discussing and watching the show with Old Siming, noticed this didn’t talk, yet Old Mystic Turtle felt there seemed to be two people staring at him, inexplicably feeling cold.

Old Mystic Turtle fell silent.

Old Mystic Turtle slowly turned his head, seeing Old Siming looking at him.

Old Mystic Turtle’s turtle face showed a friendly smile, but with a hint of caution: "Shouldn’t anyone dare to go... stop him?"

Old Siming’s mouth twitched.

Displayed a smile quite familiar to the young Tuyuhun.

"You’re not a person."

Old Mystic Turtle: "???!!!"

Old Siming proudly exclaimed: "You go stop the Formation Leader!"

Mystic Turtle Dharma Form froze.

Who? Me?!

Before it could rebut, Old Siming in three strides took two steps forward, lunged, reached out, grabbed the Mystic Turtle Dharma Form, violently thrust his right foot forward, twisting with the waist.

Sleeved robe swirled.

Old Siming’s waist, spine, and legs all tensed.

Rotated into an inward spinning posture.

Like the ancient times, firmly gripping spear and javelin, daring to hunt the sun god’s ancestors, Old Siming’s face bore solemnity.

"I’ll miss you, old friend."

Suddenly erupted with strength.

Mystic Turtle Dharma Form was directly hurled away, spiraling and dancing in the air.

Mystic Turtle was furious: "Old grump, you scoundrel!"

Mystic Turtle spun with high speed to strike the Formation Leader.

The Formation Leader slapped it away.

"Where did this mosquito come from?"

Old Siming grinned, watching the Mystic Turtle Dharma Form precisely hit the branch clutching Tu Shengyuan, as the latter attempted to pull itself out but couldn’t, only to witness the Mystic Turtle spin into it with screams, both falling from the tree.