The shock that Chen Ao was experiencing was no less than Li Er's.
He had not expected Ye Fan to have such a trump card hidden up his sleeve.
He was General Green Dragon, the man who commanded the most powerful military unit in China.
Such power did make him a match for the powerful Xur family.
"General Green Dragon, you say? I can't believe that a young man like you managed to attain such a great achievement at such a young age! Being the leader of Jiangdong wasn't enough for you, was it? You wanted to be a general too. I've sorely underestimated you,” laughed Xur Jun-Lin suddenly after a long moment of stunned silence.
There was a strange undercurrent to his laughter.
It was the laugh of a defeated general, one that bristled with self-mockery and self-deprecation.
His cold eyes turned onto Ye Fan then. "But do you really think that you've won, Mr Chu? Do you really believe that the Xur family would be defeated by a nameless nobody like you? Do you really think that the three special troops are my final trump card?”
Xur Jun-Lin's raspy, cold laughter was as sharp as the edges of splintered rocks.
The stormy look on his face seemed to grow colder by the minute.
Tension grew in the air.
Li Er and the rest had believed that they were safe but now, they couldn't help but grow nervous.
Chen Ao's heart sank.
Did Xur Jun-Lin have something else up his sleeve?
The old general's cold and intimidating voice continued resounding in the air amidst their growing fears.
"Since I've decided to come to Yunzhou, I'm not going to arrive here without a few cards up my sleeve. I had thought that I wouldn't have need of this trump card but it seemed that I had underestimated my enemy. A man who could fell Elder Wei wasn't going to be an ordinary man. This ends here though. You're going to meet your worst nightmare. You should be honored to die by his hand," said Xur Jun-Lin with an icy look in his eyes as he laughed mirthlessly.
His laughter sounded like the gleeful howls of a wolf before it devoured its prey. The sound sent shivers down everyone's spines.
Li Er and the others paled instantly.
Qiu Mu-Cheng's eyes shone with worry.
Everyone stared at Xur Jun-Lin with terror.
Nothing could be more terrifying than the unknown.
No one knew what Xur Jun-Lin was referring to when he talked about his final
trump card.
Xur He's eyes widened slightly when he heard his father's words. He seemed to know whom his father had been talking about. In fact, he appeared ecstatic.
"Are you talking about Uncle Long? This punk's dead then!" yelled Xur He gleefully.
"Is that so?" Ye Fan merely laughed softly. He seemed completely unafraid as he stood there calmly.
He was going to find out whom Xur Jun-Lin was talking about. Who was this nightmare that Xur Jun-Lin had bragged about?
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