Crazy! Are You Really A Beast Tamer?-Chapter 1227 - 590 Tell Him My Name is Jianmu
Chapter 1227: Chapter 590 Tell Him, My Name is Jianmu!
Chapter 1227 -590 Tell Him, My Name is Jianmu!
Xu Bo again brought up the Dusk Master to hopefully make the other party reconsider.
In Xu Bo’s view, even those with powerful identities surely would not want to offend a Grandmaster Creator.
Just now, the other party was furious, but now that Zhao Ge had been punished, the matter should be downplayed.
Besides that purpose, Xu Bo indeed needed to ascertain the other party’s identity, otherwise how could he report to Lord Twilight without knowing anything?
By that time, Lord Twilight would undoubtedly punish him!
Given Lord Twilight’s fondness for Zhao Ge, who was his own grandson, he surely wouldn’t let the matter rest if he saw Zhao Ge in such a state!
Zhang Yue glanced at Xu Bo, not familiar with Lord Twilight but having had interactions with him.
Previously, Lord Twilight and Zhang Yue were at the same level, both being mid-level Grandmaster Creators, and at that time, Lord Twilight had been quite polite to Zhang Yue.
However, ever since Lord Twilight had made a breakthrough in his abilities as a Grandmaster Creator and become a Senior Creation Zenith Master, he no longer regarded mid-level Grandmaster Creators like Zhang Yue.
Zhang Yue could understand this situation but didn’t appreciate people like Lord Twilight.
Zhang Yue was very aware that Fang Mu’s current visit to the Sea of Domains was with a task from Saint Creator Qixing.
Fang Mu hadn’t disguised himself, indicating that he planned to appear in public as a Saint Creator Disciple.
Without revealing his identity, Fang Mu wouldn’t have been able to break through the Ten-thousand Nations Federation’s blockade to enter into the inner parts of the Sea of Domains.
These people, usually relying on their statuses to oppress and act recklessly, were finally about to be bit by their own actions.
Shadow Dusk, that old rascal, upon learning that his disciple had offended one of the three Saint Creator Qixing’s disciples, was probably scared witless.
A Grandmaster Creator could easily decide a Master Creator’s life and death.
There had been instances where Master Creators had offended Grandmaster Creators and ended up in utterly ruined and disgraced conditions.
Contract Garden indeed protected Grandmaster Creators, treating them as a collective resource of all humans.
However, under Han Ming’s suppression in these years, there have been Grandmaster Creators who lived miserably and even met their deaths.
In Zhang Yue’s memory, Lord Twilight seemed to have neither aligned himself with Han Ming nor with Eternal Mother Yongle.
Even if Lord Twilight were to switch allegiance to Han Ming and Eternal Mother Yongle to counter Qixing, knowing the cause and effect, both Han Ming and Eternal Mother Yongle, being Saint Creators themselves, would not offend Qixing just for gaining one more Grandmaster Creator as a subordinate.
Zhang Yue sighed softly, looking at Zhao Ge kneeling on the ground with all his teeth knocked out, and thought of his own disciple, Chen Tong.
For a Creator, having a good disciple is extremely important!
Neither he nor that old rascal Shadow Dusk were blessed enough to have good disciples.
Seeing that Fang Mu did not respond to him for a long while, Xu Bo clenched his teeth and asked again,
“I hope your Excellency could disclose your identity, otherwise I can’t explain it to Lord Twilight!”
Fang Mu snorted coldly upon hearing this.
“Just tell him my name is Jianmu.”
With that, Fang Mu sat down and continued his meal with deliberate slowness.
She Wan then grabbed Zhao Ge’s neck like she was picking up a small chicken, lifting Zhao Ge up.
Being moved caused intense pain throughout Zhao Ge’s body, yet he dared not cry out in pain.
Xu Bo did not receive a satisfying response, thinking that a young man’s name was irrelevant, what mattered was who was backing him!
How much influence could a young man have? Moreover, Xu Bo was certain that he hadn’t heard the name Jianmu before.
Zhao Ge brought people aggressively to pick a fight, drawing attention from all major forces in the surrounding estate.
Zhao Ge had already visited quite a few forces, his behavior entirely that of a spoiled son of privilege, both overtly and covertly showcasing his sense of superiority as a Grandmaster Disciple.
This behavior forced the major powers to display subservient smiles, unwilling to offend Zhao Ge.
Forces familiar with Lord Twilight knew his surname was Zhao, and Zhao Ge likely had a direct blood relation with Lord Twilight.
Otherwise, why would Lord Twilight bother to groom such a headstrong idiot?
After being rejected, Zhao Ge bringing people back was obviously to pick a fight.
Those forces that had approached Fang Mu but had been rejected by him harbored some dissatisfaction, and many were waiting to see Fang Mu and his companions make a fool of themselves.
A Grandmaster Disciple was actively seeking trouble, how should your Excellency handle it?
To the surprise of these forces, Zhao Ge’s guards left with ashamed and defeated demeanors, as if someone in the estate had detained Zhao Ge, a Grandmaster Disciple!
With Zhao Ge clearly having disclosed his identity, the other party still daring to act this way indicated they were confident and fearless!
This encouraged these onlooking forces to consider forming connections with Fang Mu and his companions.
A calm-looking young woman with shoulder-length hair stood by the window, watching Xu Bo leave and whispered to the old woman beside her.
“Master, the news of Lord Twilight becoming a Senior Creation Zenith Master has spread, and you’ve been wanting to make connections with him, perhaps…”
Before the woman could finish, she was interrupted by the old woman.
“Little Xuan, you are oversimplifying things.”
“A seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man daring to detain a disciple of a Senior Creation Zenith Master, if I’m not mistaken, this person is very likely a disciple of Saint Creator Qixing. Even if not, he must be related to one of the other two Saint Creators.”
