Legend of the Fighter (2)
Chapters... 191: A Glimpse of Hope
"Young man, is jim doing better?"
Zhou Fan who heard Ciu San's question immediately turned his gaze to the pocket of his robe, seeing that Zhou Jim had already returned like before. "There are still external wounds that have not completely disappeared."
"Chu Tian is indeed outrageous, he deserves a lesson." Ciu San was also upset if he recalled the incident.
"Hem... He deserves it." Zhou Fan smiled faintly, making Ciu San even Zhi Long squint.
"Young master, did you do something to him?"
Zhou Fan did not answer Zhi Long's question, showing a bottle in his hand.
"Red spider poison!" Zhi Long's eyes widened, while Ciu San was confused not knowing anything.
Heem...
Zhou Fan kept the bottle again, "I've been so kind as to not fuss over some disputes with him. Yet she was so outrageous, it was worth it for her!"
In the Chu Clan's residence, Chu Xiang who had just laid Chu Tian saw the son's body flushed red. For a moment he thought it was just an ordinary matter, but as soon as Chu Tian woke up he immediately cried out in pain.
"That's... !"
"Dad, dad!" While carrying the father, Chu Tian tried to move his hand to scratch his body. Unfortunately, his broken hand could not be moved.
Chu Xiang looked at his eldest son with no heart, without at length taking out the recovery pill and putting it into Chu Tian's mouth.
However what happened was beyond estimation, Chu Tian's mouth let out a foam and eyes suddenly glared like a possessed person. No doubt this made Chu Xiang panic instead of overbearing. "Tian'er, what happened to you?" While patting the cheek of the son he continued to call out Chu Tian's name.
He increasingly felt useless, he could do nothing and could only see Chu Tian in pain.
Back to Zhou Fan's place...
"Young master, maybe at this time his mouth started to foam out and eyes were glaring red." Zhi Long laughed, unable to imagine Chu Tian's current state.
While Zhou Fan smiled coldly, "If he has enough luck, maybe he is able to survive."
One day passed, Zhou Fan had now been in the core region of Huang City. The Imperial Palace stood towering before the eyes, a tower like a very tall castle served as a monitoring place.
Zhou Fan's current goal was to enter the palace and meet with the prime minister. Before this Huo Yu who had accidentally heard that Zhou Fan was looking for the whereabouts of the Sian Clan told if the imperial prime minister had the Sian clan in front of his name. Give him an identification tag that might help to meet with the prime minister.
But entering the palace gate was not as easy as he thought. "Master, I'm sorry. But palace regulations say no one can enter except by invitation. Do you have it?"
"I have an identification, it may be a consideration." Zhou Fan showed the identification Huo Yu gave him, but the guard refused to check and remained in his position not to allow Zhou Fan to enter.
Zhou Fan retracted his hand, keeping an identification tag inscribed with the alchemist building. Slowly he turned around, looking at the towering high walls. The top way will also be found out, many guards are walking around there.
A moment passed, a middle-aged woman walked about to enter the palace. Spontaneous Zhou Fan held him back, "Wait for the madam first,"
The middle-aged woman turned around, looking at the three men standing in all-black clothes. He was a little wary, until Zhou Fan said. "Mrs, wait a minute. Help us get inside the palace."
"Who are you?" That question suddenly made Zhou Fan again issue an identification mark of the alchemist building.
"We want to meet with the prime minister, there are some important things we have to say." Hearing Zhou Fan's words the middle-aged woman thought for a moment, then scratched her temple as if she was in a confusing situation.
Zhou Fan quickly shook his head, "Perhaps, more precisely that identifier came from Chairman Huo."
The middle-aged woman instantly turned the identification mark, seeing Huo Yu's name there. Eyes slightly widened, not expecting it to actually come from Chairman Huo.
Hem...
"Why don't you guys show this identification to the guards, if they find out the identification marks are from the alchemist building it will definitely open the gate immediately." The middle-aged obedient woman handed the identification mark to Zhou Fan.
Zhou Fan received an identification tag, then stored it in a storage ring. "They were even reluctant to check, without at length directly driving people away."
The eyes of the middle-aged woman became sharp, then turned around and called out to the guards. "You guys, come here!" Two guards instantly left the guard post, coming before the middle-aged woman.
Zhou Fan was surprised by this, it turned out that the middle-aged woman had a high identity. But had no idea what his background was until the palace guards were so obedient to him.
"What are your duties?" ask the middle-aged woman who looks more like an interrogator.
The two guards looked at each other, feeling that something bad was going to happen to them. "Wake up, our job is to be on guard." With a slight hesitation they replied, even while answering the eyes as if reluctant to lift.
The middle-aged woman knocked on the leg, sounding like tyranny. "You know someone is coming instead of checking their identification instead of driving away for no apparent reason. Is this your job?!"
Two guards glanced behind the middle-aged woman, finding the three men who had previously asked to open the gate. "However, they did not have an invitation card or a special letter for the palace guest, Consort Yue."
Zhou Fan wrinkled his eyes, more surprised to know that the middle-aged woman was a palace concubine.
Concubine Yue did not accept the reason for the two guards, warning them. "If there's another incident like this, I'll intervene myself. Back to the place!"
Concubine Yue then turned around, Zhou Fan put together a hand saluting Concubine Yue. "I'm sorry we didn't recognize Consort Yue."
"It doesn't matter, don't you want to meet with the prime minister. I'll have the ladies to drop off." After saying Concubine Yue brought Zhou Fan as well as the Two Twin Axes into the palace, summoning a lady to show her the way.
"Thank you, Consort Yue." Zhou Fan paid his respects again, then followed the lady-in-waiting that would lead them to the prime minister's residence.
A few twists had been passed, but indeed the vast palace of the Han Empire was incredible. It must have taken a long time to get to know this palace well.
"Master, the prime minister's residence is ahead. This dayang permission to perform his duties." Zhou Fan nodded, walking into the courtyard of the prime minister's residence.
However, just one step away, the sound of the sword's whirring made the eyes wide open.
Wosh's...
An old man darted, attacking with a sword in his hand.
Zhou Fan had high sensitivity, aware of an attack threatening his safety. Without further ado took out the sword, resisting the attacks that might have separated the head.
"Who are you, your faces are very foreign. I've never seen you guys." The old man was none other than the prime minister, he was a seven-star saint fighter.
"Prime minister, we've come on business." Zhou Fan showed me the scroll which was a lineage of the descendants of the Sian Clan.
The prime minister's eyes instantly changed, emitting dislike. Seeing this Zhou Fan smiled. Unmistakably, the prime minister does have ties to the Sian Clan.