Chapter 767 - 756: Zang Ba

The leading general’s expression changed, he dismounted and knelt on the ground, shouting loudly;

"Is the person ahead the First-Rank Prince of the Great Wei Kingdom?"

"First-Rank Prince?!"

Changg Xi glared wide-eyed at the leading general:

"Zang Ba, are you out of your mind! How could the King of Qi, who has ascended, suddenly appear in our Hu County?!"

The entire Great Wei Kingdom.

Besides Ding Ling, there was no other First-Rank Prince.

Therefore, as soon as Changg Xi heard Zang Ba’s words, he knew he was referring to the King of Qi, Ding Ling! He was involuntarily shocked.

"I can’t believe it either."

Zang Ba carefully examined Ding Ling, becoming more nervous the longer he looked:

"But, this person truly looks exactly like the First-Rank Prince? Haven’t you seen the portrait of the First-Rank Prince? It’s hanging right in my home!"

"Hmm?!"

Changg Xi began to ponder deeply, thinking while observing Ding Ling, and this thought along with the sight made his hair stand on end with shock and fear:

"Your... your honor, is it really, truly the King of Qi?!"

He changed his address to ’your honor.’

Apparently, Changg Xi had some impression of that portrait.

At this moment.

Changg Xi’s heart was full of regret and remorse.

If he had, like Zang Ba, bought a portrait of Ding Ling from an artist in Chang’an City and hung it at home to admire, he surely could have recognized Ding Ling in an instant, rather than foolishly mistaking Ding Ling for an ordinary person!

Now, Changg Xi was the first to unwittingly offend Ding Ling.

Thinking about it, Changg Xi broke out in a cold sweat, disregarding the pain in his broken leg, he hurriedly drew his long spear, endured the excruciating pain as he prostrated on the ground, saying:

"If it is indeed the King of Qi, please forgive Changg Xi for the offense just now. It was Changg Xi who had eyes but failed to recognize the prince, hoping for the prince’s magnanimity and pardon, I... I am bowing to you."

Still not sure if Ding Ling was the real one.

Changg Xi was already scared out of his wits.

This demonstrated Ding Ling’s enormous influence in this world.

"So, someone still recognizes me?"

Ding Ling glanced at Zang Ba, saying blandly:

"Changg Xi used the pretext of a curfew to stab passers-by with a long spear, treating a feather as an arrow, I hope General Zang Ba, you can handle this matter properly."

"Rest assured, prince."

Zang Ba’s forehead was drenched in cold sweat, speaking with determination:

"I will surely rectify this area well to ensure your satisfaction, Your Highness."

"Hmm."

Ding Ling did not intend to linger here. After learning this place was Hu County, he took a step west, and in the next instant, he was hundreds of miles away.

In just an instant, like a flash of light, he vanished before everyone’s eyes, disappearing in a way that they couldn’t even discern.

There was not even a sound of the wind.

Nor a trace of flying into the sky.

He just disappeared so suddenly.

"...!!!"

Zang Ba and Changg Xi exchanged shocked glances, clearly seeing the astonishment in each other’s eyes.

After a long moment.

Zang Ba gasped, muttering:

"The prince is becoming more terrifying, already at a point where even we mortals can’t catch a glimpse of his silhouette!"

He sharply looked at Changg Xi, filled with both anger and contempt:

"Changg Xi, of all people to provoke, you actually provoked a prince like a deity! You, you are really lucky to be alive!"

"Yes, lucky indeed, lucky indeed."

Changg Xi nodded in agreement, but quickly wore a forlorn expression and sighed deeply:

"Laozi has really hit a streak of bad luck, encountering someone whom not even ghost gods dare to confront, the prince!"

He lamented, full of anger and grief:

"Had I known he was the prince, you could lend me a hundred guts, and I still wouldn’t dare act. At the time, given that situation, even if it were you, Zang Ba, you wouldn’t have guessed he would be the prince!"

"Hmph."

Zang Ba snorted coldly, saying:

"Unlike you, I revere the prince as a god from the bottom of my heart. So, I can definitely recognize him at a glance whenever I see him. Unlike you, having had a confrontation with the prince and still failing to recognize him."

"..."

Changg Xi was speechless, secretly swearing that once he returned, he must get a life-sized portrait of Ding Ling and hang it in the main hall every day, refusing to believe that with such measures, next time he’d still fail to recognize the real one.

"But the prince, how come he suddenly descended?!"

Zang Ba exclaimed, dubious:

"It’s been five years since we last saw the prince. Can he actually descend from the heavens? Isn’t it said that even immortals have difficulty descending?"

"Nonsense."

Changg Xi scoffed:

"The extraterrestrial visitor stated, people from the Upper Realm are just individuals with greater cultivation than us. The prince’s cultivation must have reached a level that even ghost gods avoid, allowing him to descend. Look at Guan Yu, Lü Bu, Zhang Hex, Taishi Ci, Zhang Fei, and others, how many years have they been in the heavens? Have they ever descended? I reckon they lack the ability to descend. It’s only due to the prince’s astonishing cultivation that he’s capable of this feat."

"Indeed."

Zang Ba concurred deeply:

"In just a moment, he vanished without a trace. Such speed is terrifying. It’s truly unimaginable."

"Wouldn’t even dare dream of such speed."

...

...

With just a step forward, Ding Ling moved through the shifting space beneath his feet, as stars shifted overhead, and with one stride, he was already two hundred miles away, then with another gentle step, he reached outside Chang’an City.

Looking at the ancient city of Chang’an before him.

Ding Ling felt complicated but also quite joyful.

This was because he was about to meet Diao Chan and others.

After so many years.

Finally, he could see them again!

"Might as well go straight into the city."

To avoid troubles like Changg Xi’s, Ding Ling decided not to enter through the city gate. Instead, with a stride, he appeared as a stream of light from outside the city into it, arriving in the city in an instant.

There was no curfew in Chang’an.

The streets bustled with traffic and pedestrians.

Suddenly appearing on the street, Ding Ling landed beside a charming young maiden, startling her into letting out a "yaa," stumbling and nearly falling, but Ding Ling casually caught her, causing the maiden to lose her balance, making her fall right into Ding Ling’s arms.

She let out another scream.

Next to them, two tall and sturdy men dressed as servants, seemingly the maiden’s guards, saw the scene and assumed Ding Ling was harassing their young mistress, displaying anger and preparing to act.

However, Ding Ling lightly pulled and spun her, returning the maiden to her original stable standing position, steady as before.

Afterwards.

Ding Ling turned and left without looking back.

"Hold on!"

The young maiden blushed, feeling embarrassed, especially thinking about being held by a man in public, worrying about how this would affect her chances of marriage if spread around?

With this thought.

The maiden hurriedly caught up with Ding Ling, ran ahead of him, and stretched out her fair, slender arms to block his way.