Chapter 322 - 320: The Arrogant Squad Leader
The two beautiful women understood and nodded in agreement, and the three of them accelerated their pace.
About ten minutes later, they stood beneath the towering city wall, looking at the two large words in front of them, emblazoned brightly: Ice Hall!
"Great, we finally made it!"
Liu Ting’s face showed a trace of joy.
At this moment, four women approached them, each with a different appearance but all sharing one distinctive trait: they were exceptionally indifferent, as if someone had found money but didn’t want to share it with them.
"Who are you people, do you know what kind of place this is?" asked the leader, who appeared to be a slightly older woman, around thirty years old, dressed rather simply.
In Chen Tianlong’s mind, shouldn’t these ancient martial sects all be dressed in robes or something? Why do they look just like us?
"Sister, we’re here seeking medical treatment!"
Chen Tianlong was here to seek medical help, so he didn’t dare to act rashly, speaking with respect and politeness.
"Medical treatment? Young man, you must have come to the wrong place. Our Ice Hall is not a hospital, please leave quickly!" The middle-aged woman glanced at Chen Tianlong and the others, noticing their thin clothing, realizing they probably weren’t locals.
She became slightly wary, as there had been many thieves and scam rings appearing recently in Ice City, unsure if these people were one of them.
However.
When the middle-aged woman saw the young girl in Chen Tianlong’s arms, her expression changed, clearly seeing the girl was sick. The woman was momentarily taken aback, realizing these people didn’t quite seem like thieves. What thief would carry a sick person around?
"Sister, please let us in. The girl I’m carrying is poisoned, and I’ve heard that only a rare medicine in the Ice Hall can cure her."
Chen Tianlong spoke bluntly, revealing the truth.
"Rare medicine? Where would our Ice Hall have any rare medicine? It’s certainly just rumors from outside. I advise you to hurry back home. The weather forecast says there might be heavy snow tonight. If you don’t want to freeze to death, stay here. But entering the Ice Hall is impossible."
The middle-aged woman was very unkind, not even batting an eye when seeing a sick person, preparing to turn and leave.
But Chen Tianlong wasn’t about to give up. Finding this place wasn’t easy, and giving up on entering the Ice Hall was equivalent to giving up on Wu Mengting.
"Sister, I’m begging you, please help me. This girl won’t last much longer. I can’t go back; she’ll die if I do. Can you let me see your Hall Master?"
Chen Tianlong appeared very humble, never having pleaded so meekly before. Who would have thought that for a woman, a dignified cold-blooded assassin would resort to begging?
"Haha, young man, are you out of your mind? Who do you think the Hall Master is? You think you can meet them just like that?"
The middle-aged woman’s words were tinged with amusement, her attitude was extremely arrogant, feeling somewhat condescending.
"Then what condition would it take?"
Seeing the woman’s resolute attitude, Chen Tianlong’s stance began to shift.
"Condition? You don’t even have the status to negotiate terms with us. I’ve said enough; don’t make me force you to leave."
The woman was still sharp and pushed Chen Tianlong aside as she attempted to leave.
But when she gripped Chen Tianlong’s arm tightly, she found she couldn’t move him at all, showing a trace of surprise on her face. However, after a brief adjustment, the middle-aged woman suddenly reached out, intending to slap Chen Tianlong.
At that moment, a purple silhouette suddenly appeared in front of the middle-aged woman — it was Ouyang Meijia.
"No need to be so fierce, you’re just a gatekeeper; don’t think I don’t know you!" Ouyang Meijia had been observing patiently for a while, finding the woman unbearable.
Ouyang Meijia recognized her; she had been here with her father a few times, and this woman was just a squad leader of the patrol team, not even a minor official in the Ice Hall.
"You... little girl, how dare you speak to me like that, you need a spanking!"
As she spoke, the middle-aged woman swapped hands and aimed a slap at Ouyang Meijia’s face. But Ouyang Meijia wasn’t someone to mess with; she wouldn’t let herself be reprimanded.
Immediately, she lifted her leg, kicking the middle-aged woman in the abdomen, nearly knocking her to the ground.
"Damn, someone come and arrest this woman for me! I need to teach her a lesson, make her understand whose territory this is." After saying this, the middle-aged woman waved her hand, and four subordinates rushed forward.
These people were evidently trained, as Chen Tianlong could sense that these women could actually wield Powerful Qi, which left him dumbfounded.
What kind of place is this Ice Hall? Even the gatekeepers are Ancient Martial Artists, then the others must be practically heaven-defying existences!
Just as Chen Tianlong was thinking, Ouyang Meijia fiercely took down the four gatekeeping women. The remaining middle-aged woman was astonished; she had never expected this seemingly gentle girl to be so violent, most crucially, a genuine Ancient Martial Cultivator.
"Ah!"
Ouyang Meijia was enjoying herself, looking at the nearby middle-aged woman, and lifted her hand to chase after her, ready to slap her a few times to vent her anger.
"Stop! Who are you? How dare you act wildly on our territory, even injuring my people? Have you eaten a lion’s heart and leopard’s gall?"
Suddenly, a red silhouette appeared at the entrance of the Ice Hall; it was a woman in her fifties, shouting fiercely.
Everyone turned their gaze toward the entrance; the woman wore a pink long dress, sporting ten-centimeter high heels. Her eyebrows were evidently drawn, with highly captivating phoenix eyes and a high bridge of the nose, exuding a strong charm.
Truly a woman of lingering allure!
"Matchmaker, these people came here to cause trouble. We stopped them from entering the Ice Hall, and they dared to attack us!" The squad leader, seeing her superior had arrived, hastily pointed at Chen Tianlong and the others, clamoring.
"Stupid woman, don’t talk nonsense. We spoke to you nicely, asking you to make an exception. It’s almost dark, and we have a seriously ill person. Can’t you let us stay for one night? Besides, you’re the one who started hitting first, okay?"
Ouyang Meijia was somewhat defiant. She recognized the Matchmaker; although she seemed quite aloof, she was rather warm-hearted once you got to know her. The Matchmaker was the steward in charge of all matters inside and outside the Ice Hall.
Moreover, she was a close confidante of the Hall Master, second in power only to the Hall Master.
"And who are you?"
The Matchmaker evidently didn’t recognize Ouyang Meijia, shouting toward the front.
That’s no surprise; the last time Ouyang Meijia visited the Ice Hall was five years ago, when she was only thirteen. Girls grow and change quickly.
As the saying goes, ’Girls transform at eighteen.’ The chubby little Meijia now had blossomed into an elegant beauty. Someone not recognizing her was understandable.
"Matchmaker, it’s me!"