995: Chapter 995: Surrender Without a Fight (2) 995: Chapter 995: Surrender Without a Fight (2) Xiaolun and Xiaoyin returned to Yang Ruxinâs wrist, thinking, âWhy isnât there a snake-fighting competition?
When the time comes, youâll see how awesome this king is, and youâll realize how pathetic birds and the like are.â
Shortly after the howling, an eagle cry was heard from the sky.
Once Fat Hao heard it, he no longer cared about being scared and quickly got up, wiped his face with his sleeve, and then looked up to see a large black shadow diving down, bringing a strong gust of wind with it.
âBlack King,â Fat Hao greeted Xiaohei with a bow.
Yang Ruxin couldnât help but twitch at the corner of her mouth.
Xiaohei, playing it cool, turned its head and refused to look at Fat Hao.
âXiaohei, stick with Fat Hao for the next few days.
As for that competition, go have fun,â Yang Ruxin went over and caressed Xiaoheiâs head, âand try to earn some silver to spend.â
Xiaohei rubbed its little head against Yang Ruxinâs hand.
Alright then, since you love money so much, Iâll earn some for you.
âShadow Seven, follow Xiaohei,â Gu Qingheng suddenly spoke.
Shadow Seven saluted in agreement, because Shadow Three had already introduced him to this sister-in-law, so he wasnât at all surprised and even felt pleased; only such a formidable woman was worthy to stand beside his master.
âDonât neglect my Seventh Brother,â Yang Ruxin said, slightly raising her eyebrows.
âDonât worry, Iâll serve the two of you as if you were my ancestors,â Hao Jian said excitedly, but he didnât dare to come closer and touch Xiaohei.
Xiaohei let out a haughty cry, then swiftly flew onto Shadow Sevenâs shoulder.
Flying around the county was not allowed, but it didnât want to walk either, so finding some free labor was best, especially since Xinxin told it to stick with him.
âRuxin, Iâll be off first.
Oh, by the way, the preliminary rounds in Prefectural City will be on the twenty-seventh and twenty-eighth of the twelfth month,â Fat Hao suddenly remembered, âIf you and your husband are interested, Iâll send you the invitation two days in advanceâŠâ
Yang Ruxin nodded.
It was already the twenty-second of the twelfth month today, so it was just a few days away.
Thereâs still eagle-fighting before the yearâs end; that sure seems like something young nobles would do.
But Fat Hao was beyond excited, heading straight for the Qin Residence with Xiaohei, eager to show off.
âBeast, come out quickly,â Hao Jian shouted without entering, just calling from the entrance, âYoung master has gotten a Black King today, and it will definitely make your Grey-Haired General flee in utter defeat.â
The people of the Qin Residence, of course, recognized Hao Jian, so they had already rushed in to report the news.
Not long after, Qin Shou came out, swaying, followed by a trusted servant carrying a grey goshawk: âOh, Fat Hao, just donât boast so much it slaps your own faceâŠâ
Upon seeing the fellow raptor, Xiaohei didnât wait for Fat Hao to say anything but suddenly flew up and rushed over.
The grey hawk was a decent bird, but it wasnât a Hai Dongqing.
It had been quite smug these past few days, yet it didnât expect a sudden surge of murderous intent.
Before it could react, it was overturned by a gust of windâŠ
Xiaohei cried out, about to continue the attack, when the grey hawk, having recovered, hurriedly cried out twice and then crouched on the ground shrinking its neck, apparently surrendering.
It surrendered without fighting.
The people around were all stunned, and Hao Jian suddenly burst into an exaggerated laugh: âHahaâŠ
Grey-Haired General?
Haha, Iâm dying of laughter, not even fit to carry shoes for my Black KingâŠ
HahaâŠâ He took out his fan and, undaunted by the cold, gave it a few waves, then turned around and left.
Oh, the look on Beastâs face was like he had swallowed shit, way too damn satisfying.