Chapter 548: Chapter 174 Nan Batian: What, This, How Could It Be (Request for Subscription)_5

“Hmm? Why would I go to South City?”

Qin Ying looked puzzled, hadn’t they agreed to block Chen Jiusi?

At that moment, a younger brother said, “Master Qin, Chen Jiusi encountered a funeral procession from the Mulan people on the road and had to detour, starting from South City.”

“Ah?”

Qin Ying’s eyes widened at this news, and he quickly said, “Brothers, gather up and follow me!”

He immediately took off with everyone, and at that moment, Nan Batian angrily said, “This Chen Jiusi is useless, just encountering the Mulan people and he detours. No, we must hurry to catch up so he doesn’t escape.”

Qin Ying also added, “Yes, Gang Leader, let’s go quickly.”

“Go, go!”

Nan Batian immediately responded, ready to lead his men, but just then, Tang Ziyue suddenly furrowed his brow, “Changing paths because of meeting the Mulan people?”

He always felt there was something amiss. Had he overlooked something?

“Gang Leader!”

Tang Ziyue called out, and Nan Batian turned to look at him, “What’s wrong, Mr. Tang?”

Tang Ziyue said, “Just a moment, Gang Leader. Something doesn’t feel right here.”

“What doesn’t feel right?”

Nan Batian turned towards Tang Ziyue, whom he greatly respected. Tang furrowed his brow, “I can’t exactly pinpoint why, but I feel like there is a problem here.”

“We can’t afford to be concerned with much more; we absolutely can’t let Chen Jiusi escape. If he does, we’re all doomed.”

Nan Batian spoke to Qin Ying, “Go, move quickly, or we won’t be able to stop him!”

Qin Ying replied after hearing this, “Yes, brothers, follow me; let’s capture Chen Jiusi alive!”

“Capture Chen Jiusi alive!”

The crowd shouted loudly and rushed toward the South City Gate. Meanwhile, atop a tea house, Sun Tiechui peeked through the slit in the window, the corner of his mouth slightly curving upward, “Seems like it has begun, hehe…”

Sun Tiechui said, gesturing, “Brothers, get ready.”

After Sun Tiechui finished speaking, the next moment, the Zoroastrian Sect disciples in the room all pulled out a red scarf. Some wrapped it around their heads, others around their arms.

This was their symbol of the Zoroastrian Sect. Each Holy Cloth was transformed from the Holy Fire and symbolized its presence on their bodies. If they died, the Holy Fire could return them to their ethereal homeland, a place for immortals where all cult members could live like deities.

Because of this feature, the Zoroastrian Sect was also known as the Red Turban Army!

Sun Tiechui then put a red turban on his head, and Han Lian swallowed the pastry in his mouth, casually tying a red cloth around his arm. Thus, a group of men picked up their swords, waiting for Sun Tiechui’s command.

…

Outside the city, Yelu was leisurely basking in the sun when Mu Ge suddenly rushed over, following up with, “Lord, it’s bad news; Chen Jiusi has escaped!”

“What!”

Yelu abruptly sat up. Do you realize what you just said?

Mu Ge responded, “Chen Jiusi has escaped. They encountered Old Arutai’s funeral procession in South City and took a detour right out of the South City Gate!”

“South City!”

Yelu exclaimed in shock, looking at Mu Ge, “What about Nan Batian?”

“Nan Batian is at the East City Gate, but he has already sent people to pursue!”

“This, get on the horses, get on the horses!”

Yelu panicked, immediately shouting to mount the horses, and then he jumped onto the horseback. The Black Cavalry also scrambled onto their mounts. Yelu said, “Quick, to the South City Gate, block Chen Jiusi, we absolutely can’t let him escape.”

“Yes!”

Hearing this, a group of people rode their horses furiously straight toward South City.

…

At that moment in South City, Old Arutai looked at Chen Jiusi taking a detour, his face showing disdain. What White Tiger Hall Master, Thirteen Grand Protectors, what nonsense, thinking they can compete with us Mulan people, it’s a joke, nonsensical!

With disdain on his face, the surrounding Mulan people were also talking to each other, smirks of disdain on their faces.

They believed they had really gotten one over on Chen Jiusi and were very pleased. Then, Old Arutai said, “Come, let’s make noise and stir it up.”

Just then, a man dressed as a Han people Feng Shui Master came up to Old Arutai and bowed, “Lord Arutai, I think our funeral procession should change its route; we shouldn’t exit through the East City Gate.”

“Why?”

Old Arutai looked at the Feng Shui Master, who responded, “We should leave through the West Gate. First, the Treasure Cave I discovered is toward the West Gate, and West City is White Tiger Hall’s territory. We should suppress their fortune as we leave the city, and I will set up a Feng Shui formation to ruin their fortune, ensuring White Tiger Hall will forever have restless days!”

“Good, good, let’s do as you suggest!”

Upon hearing this, Old Arutai’s eyes lit up at the thought of suppressing White Tiger Hall and even ruining their Feng Shui; this was too good. He only regretted not understanding the Han people’s Feng Shui earlier; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been bullied by Chen Jiusi like this. Great, great, Master, just proceed!

Old Arutai’s face was full of smiles, as long as White Tiger Hall was in trouble, he would be happy.

And the Feng Shui Master had a serene smile on his face, then said, “Go!”

A group of people carrying thirty-six large coffins headed straight for the West Gate.

Meanwhile, Chen Jie had already reached the South Gate, guarded by Guild Cao’s strategists, namely Bai Mosheng.

Bai Mosheng was startled to see the funeral procession but still had the city gate opened without even checking. What was there to check? Their own gang leader was in the funeral procession.

Thus, Chen Jie’s group swaggered out of the city gate.

After leaving the city, they continued with their music and headed straight for Qingshan Pass.

Just thirty minutes after Chen Jie had left, several hundred people charged directly toward the South Gate, led by non-other than Nan Batian.