Urban Wolf King

Chapter 1286 1197: Male Consort

The great gate of Nanyang County's County Mansion stood wide open, and a carriage rumbled out through it.

For the past three days, the County Mansion's gate had been tightly shut, and now that there was finally movement, all the Demon Cultivators guarding the surroundings perked up and looked toward the gate.

Many Demon Cultivators even flew into the air, gazing over from afar.

Because everyone wanted to see what kind of person this so‑called Demon Wolf King actually was.

On the carriage sat two people, one was Ji Congjing, and the other a young man in white robes.

Seeing this young man, the Demon Cultivators were all stunned, because he was simply too young, and there wasn't the slightest fluctuation of the Power of Demon Patterns on him at all; he didn't look like any legendary Demon Wolf King.

The person they were seeing was precisely Wang Yan.

Just as the Demon Cultivators were puzzled, over a dozen young men suddenly darted out from in front of the County Mansion's gate and fell to their knees before the carriage with a few loud thuds, blocking its way.

"My lord, you don't want me anymore? Why did you drive us out?"

"My lord, my lord, do you still remember me?"

"So it was all his fault, you only favor him alone now?"

These dozen or so men knelt in front of the carriage, snot and tears running as they cried to Ji Congjing, while glaring furiously at Wang Yan on the carriage.

Seeing these men, Ji Congjing's face changed drastically, because these were exactly the boy‑toys she had kept before.

Later, after Ji Congjing became Governor, in order to curry favor with Wang Yan, she had immediately thrown these men out.

Who would have thought they'd actually wait here, and even dare to openly blame Wang Yan.

Ji Congjing was both shocked and enraged, cursing, "Bastards, how dare you spout such nonsense."

Watching this scene, the surrounding Demon Cultivators all lost interest, shaking their heads and leaving one after another, because everyone now believed Wang Yan wasn't any Demon Wolf King at all, just one of Ji Congjing's boy‑toys.

What was playing out now was nothing more than boy‑toys fighting out of jealousy.

In no time, the Demon Cultivators who had been fired up just moments ago all withdrew and once again focused on waiting for the real "Demon Wolf King" to appear.

By now, Ji Congjing's face had gone pale with fright; she was truly afraid Wang Yan would take his anger out on her.

At once, Ji Congjing hurriedly stood up in the carriage and struck out with a palm; the boy‑toy who had just accused Wang Yan was immediately sent flying, crashing down far away at the corner of the street.

That boy‑toy was just an ordinary person; how could he possibly withstand a blow from Ji Congjing?

He hit the ground without even a grunt, his head lolling to the side as he died on the spot.

The remaining boy‑toys were so terrified they didn't dare say another word, and when they saw Ji Congjing still poised to attack them, they scrambled to flee in panic.

Just as Ji Congjing was about to chase them down and kill them, she heard a light, cold snort from Wang Yan.

Hearing Wang Yan's cold snort, Ji Congjing didn't dare pursue the boy‑toys any further. She hurriedly took the reins of the carriage and drove it toward the city gate.

Seeing the carriage leave, the Demon Cultivators around them fell into doubt again.

Because the relationship between Ji Congjing and Wang Yan was just too strange; Wang Yan didn't really look like a boy‑toy.

As soon as the carriage left, the Demon Cultivators immediately grabbed those boy‑toys and began questioning them closely.

Yet no matter how they questioned, those boy‑toys insisted that Wang Yan was one of them, and they spoke with such detail and conviction that it all sounded perfectly believable.

This left the Demon Cultivators even more confused.

But as Ji Congjing departed, the County Mansion's gates promptly shut tight again, with no one going in or out.

Helpless, the Demon Cultivators had no choice but to leave Nanyang County and follow behind that carriage.

Even if it was just Ji Congjing and a boy‑toy, the Demon Cultivators still wanted to see what would happen.

Fortunately, the carriage was heading in the direction of Yunmeng County.

With doubts in their hearts, the Demon Cultivators trailed it all the way to Yunmeng County.

Yunmeng County, though also one of the thirty‑six counties, was much larger and more imposing than Nanyang County.

The city walls towered nine zhang high, banners snapping in the wind atop them, with guards every three steps and sentries every five; faint fluctuations of an Array could be sensed from the walls as well.

At this moment, the city gate was tightly shut. Three thousand Soldier Terracotta Warriors stood on either side of the gate, each holding a long spear whose tip bore crimson tassels fluttering in the wind, looking just like fresh blood.

On the left side of the gate, however, a dog hole had been opened, only a bit higher than half a person. Above this dog hole hung a white horizontal plaque with several blood‑red characters written on it—Demon Wolf King, come in on your knees.

At the main gate stood a Demon Cultivator with the cultivation of Demon Saint Great Perfection. His eyes were cold, his presence extraordinary, and he was staring icily at the carriage galloping over from the distance.

All around the gate, several thousand Demon Cultivators stood as well. They had all come to watch the show after hearing about the three‑day duel.

Seeing Ji Congjing and Wang Yan seated on the carriage, the surrounding Demon Cultivators grew excited; they all wanted to know how the Demon Wolf King would react upon seeing that dog hole.

Some Demon Cultivators recognized those who had tailed the carriage from Nanyang County and immediately used Thousand‑Mile Sound Transmission to inquire.

"Imperial Censor Zhao, is that the Demon Wolf King?"

"Imperial Censor Qian, the Demon Wolf King is actually this young?"

...

People kept asking, but everyone who got an answer could only give a wry smile.

Because the answer was the same: the man on the carriage was just one of Ji Congjing's boy‑toys.

For a moment, everyone was disappointed.

"Looks like the Demon Wolf King isn't coming."

"Yeah, who'd be dumb enough to come throw his life away in the Meng Family's stronghold?"

"He's probably known about that dog hole for a while now. Not showing up is the best way to avoid the humiliation."

Amid the crowd's chatter, the carriage pulled up before the city gate, stopping in front of that Demon Saint Great Perfection expert.

Ji Congjing stood up and cupped her hands with a smile to that Demon Saint Great Perfection, saying, "So it's Governor Wu of Yunmeng County. Ji Congjing, Governor of Nanyang County, greets you."

So this man was Yunmeng County's Governor.

And Ji Congjing deliberately stated her own post, precisely to show that her rank was equal to his.

Who would have thought Governor Wu wouldn't even acknowledge her, just standing there coldly.

At that moment, another Demon Cultivator flew down to land beside Governor Wu and said to him, "Reporting to Governor, the Demon Wolf King has not appeared. It's said the man in the carriage is just one of Ji Congjing's boy‑toys."

This Demon Cultivator spoke very loudly, so all the Demon Cultivators around heard him, and the surroundings immediately buzzed with discussion.

Many had gone to the trouble of coming here just to catch a glimpse of the mysterious Demon Wolf King.

Yet the Demon Wolf King didn't even have the guts to show up.

Then again, thinking about it, Yunmeng County was the Meng Family's base camp; in the Great Qin, how many people had the nerve to challenge the Meng Family's authority?

Governor Wu's face instantly darkened. He glared fiercely at Ji Congjing and said in a grim voice, "I, a governor of an entire county, was made to wait here in vain—this truly infuriates me."

Seeing that Governor Wu actually looked down on her, Ji Congjing was somewhat angered as well, and said, "I'm also a Governor, same as you. Shouldn't you have come out to welcome me?"

Governor Wu let out a cold laugh and said, "You? In my eyes you're nothing but an ant. Now that I've seen you here today, I'll just kill you and that boy‑toy together and call it revenge for Luo Yuan."

As soon as he finished speaking, Governor Wu's body rose into the air. While he was still mid‑air, his palm flicked.

A massive hand formed from the Power of Demon Patterns appeared before his palm and came crashing down from above.

This palm carried the full might of Demon Saint Great Perfection; how could Ji Congjing possibly withstand it?

Startled out of her wits, Ji Congjing fell back onto the ground with a thud, with no strength to resist at all. She could only watch as that colossal palm pressed down toward the carriage, seemingly about to crush the two people on it to death.