Chapter 262: 100,000 Gold Coins For One Map
“Eighth disciple of the Martial Tower Lord?” Feng Feiyun astonishingly stared at this bronze-colored muscular youth standing before him. [1. There seems to be a weird skip here even in the master raw. The author used all of his power to write Hongyan’s letter last chapter. The context is Feng Feiyun getting ready to leave the tower and meeting Wang Meng again. Read 187 if you don’t remember Wang Meng.]
“Well, it is because I am young with great cultivation and awesome talents!” This big fellow had a thick beard and was at least two meters tall with arms as thick as a water bucket. However, he was only thirteen years old.
Because of his freakish constitution, Zhang Badao had taken him in to be his eighth disciple.
This big fellow was Wang Meng, a bandit that came to the tower together with Feng Feiyun. Feng Feiyun eventually accepted the fact that he was extremely young. The males from the Jiang Clan were indeed as tough as bulls.
“Senior Uncle, let’s go together!” Wang Meng grinned. His thick lips looked like two sausages hanging on his face.
“Hehe, you should go ahead first!” Feng Feiyun was the Divine King’s disciple, the junior brother of the Martial Tower Lord, so he was naturally Wang Meng’s Senior Uncle.
“Senior Uncle, you should go first!”
“You first!”
“After you, Senior Uncle!”
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“Fine then! I’ll go first!” Feng Feiyun got tired of this, so he jumped onto a bull around five meters tall. While holding the iron reins, he began his journey southward.
Wang Meng jumped on another bull and followed right behind him.