Let the villain go - chapter 132

In the golden age, a dictatorship like General Jiang would definitely not work. But that day, everyone was used to using strength to rule over most things. The only strong eighth-ranking saint in Spring City was General Jiang. He had the strongest mercenary team, the Blizzard Corps in his hands.

Therefore, on the third morning, whether it was persuaded or forced, the leaders of the city’s large and small mercenary team took part in the team’s main combat.

In the open ground outside the city gate, the strong soldiers of all major regiments wearing bright clothes, long spears and short blades, giant shields and strong bows were seen. 　　

The young city lord General Jiang wore a silver-and-white background covered with dark golden cloud pattern scales. He stood on a high platform, stepped on a wall and looked at the several sturdy young warriors in the front.

The young city lord, less than twenty years old, was mad, proud, and energetic. Countless female saints put their admiring eyes on his handsome face.

Chu Qianxun traveled through the crowd. General Jiang, whom she was familiar with in another world, was only a 14-year-old boy. He was lively and he was very protective of the people he was connected to. Chu Qianxun still remembered how he put the knife on Gao Yan’s neck in order to wait for her to get on the train.

It was a pity that in that world, his life came to an abrupt end when he was in full bloom, and by the time she saw him again, it was another life form with a frost on his face.

Chu Qianxun was very happy to see Jiang Xiaojie again in this world. He wasn’t only alive, but also had a powerful look.

Of course not everyone liked General Jiang.

Chu Qianxun came to the meeting place of the Red Wolf Corps where many people in the Corps were still indignant about the forced recruitment of the city lord.

“The new city lord is too much. Most of the people trapped in the devil’s cave are ordinary people who are useless. Why should we go to work hard for the garbage? We aren’t saviours.”

“You haven’t been there. Although the demons’ rank isn’t high, there are so many. The brothers with power aren’t afraid, but we weak ones can’t do anything. Do we need to use our lives for the city lord’s reputation?”

“Damn, this kind of fame isn’t for me. I will back off. Don’t force me to contribute.” 

Old Zheng and one or two familiar captains complained together.

“Zheng, be quiet. Don’t let the leader hear it,” Jiang Xiaojuan carefully nudged the corner of his clothes from behind and looked anxiously at the leader of the red wolf Han Ao.

Old Zheng was a confused person, but Jiang Xiaojuan didn’t want to be troubled by him. To her knowledge, Han Ao, the captain of their Red Wolf, fled from Rongcheng several years ago.

In the north cave near Rongcheng, the blasphemers were numerous and powerful, and the base was unable to resist it. It could only select a few residents in the base each month and dedicate it to the demons’ cave in exchange for the base.　　

It was said that Han Ao’s mother was chosen as a sacrifice. At that time, Han Ao, who was still very weak, didn’t agree. He took his mother to escape from Rongcheng. After a long journey, he came to Spring City.

Old Zheng removed Jiang Xiaojuan’s hand and glared at her fiercely, “Why do you interrupt when a man speaks?!”

But he looked at the gloomy person sitting on the rock, remembered the legend about the leader’s life, and finally closed his mouth.

“So many people. You see, even Chen Xiaojuan is here,” Gao Yan and Chu Qianxun spoke while walking, “Except for the guards, basically all the saints above the third rank are mobilized. It seems that the city owner has made up his mind to clean up the cave.”

Chu Qianxun was promoted as a captain of the Red Wolf Squad, but she and Gao Yan were the only two in the team. By the way, Ye Peitian, a family member, was brought as well to form a three-person team.

“A blasphemy is a demon with special vengeance. If we don’t remove the grass from the roots, it will only bring endless trouble.” Chu Qianxun said, “The city lord is right to do so. We must do our best.”

“Qianxun, I found that you have been very supportive of the new town’s lord recently. You have been talking a lot about him.” Gao Yan approached Chu Qianxun with a smile, “If Xiao Lin knows it, won’t he eat vinegar?”

“Sister Yan,” Chu Qianxun glanced at her, “Lin Fei will not do anything when he is tempered. He will just refuse to cook for a few meals.”

Gao Yan’s smile dropped suddenly. The biggest pleasure in her life was to go to Chu Qianxun to eat.

She grabbed Chu Qianxun’s shoulder and said seriously, “Sister, for our meal plan’s sake, please be sure to sacrifice your personal attraction and concentrate on trapping Xiao Lin.”

Chu Qianxun laughed happily, “What if I can’t?”

Gao Yan whispered in an ambiguous tone, “I heard that there are many kinds of potions in the blasphemer’s den. I’ll bring it back for you, okay?”

Ye Peitian happened to come up from behind and heard the word potion. 

He asked puzzledly, “What potion? Who needs the potion?”

Then, he saw the two women walking ahead turn their faces together, holding a smile and showing a strange expression to him.