Commanding Wind and Cloud

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap...

As if he was knocked away by something, he backed off continuously without saying a word.

All the expression on the Torrent Ten Warrior’s faces were fascinating as if they were competing for opening their eyes and mouth the widest.

Fanta Kunge’s body shook. "108 reservoir training scroll. These types of Scrolls were the top scrolls, and no wonder Qian Jin was so powerful. I only have 79 reservoir training scroll."

Fabreidis was secretly stoked that everyone was surprised. "Haha! When Qian Jin told me last time, even I was shocked! Finally, I get to see other getting surprised!"

"Ok, don’t tell anyone else." Fabreidis tapped Zacks’ shoulder and said. "It’s probably not only that. Maybe Qian Jin doesn’t even know. Let’s keep this a secret. I even had the impulse of destroying my current warrior power and train following his technique."

All of the ten warriors nodded. "Yeah! If we are not this old and weren’t Demon Capturers, I would instantly destroy my warrior power and become a disciple of Qian Jin to learn the 108 Reservoirs Training Technique."

"We have to get on the road tomorrow." Fabreidis waved his hand and said, "Go back to sleep."

"Ah..." Zacks sighed. He would be fine admitting that he lost to Qian Jin’s warrior power, but he could tell that Qian Jin’s techniques and experiences were both better than him. "How?"

"A 19-year-old young warrior is more experienced than me? A 40-year-old elite warrior? One can only get this kind of experiences from numerous life and death battles! Damn, he is so experienced in killing that my heart even shook when I saw his eyes!"

Zacks shook his head and fell back to his bed. As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw Qian Jin again. Without fighting him, one couldn’t feel Qian Jin’s ferocious battle spirit, especially that unparalleled charging momentum:, Forward! Forward! No backing off, only forward!"

Only that presence was enough to make people want to back off and avoid that spirit.

The night soon passed.

All ten warriors of Torrent walked out with red eyes. Qian Jin’s performance last night shook everyone. As soon as they closed their eyes, they saw Qian Jin who was fighting, and their sleep quality was bad.

Exceptional shooting techniques, Forge Grandmaster, level 1 Demon Capturer, and that 108 Reservoirs Training Scroll and 10,000 cycle speed. Anyone of those alone was enough surprise people, but Qian Jin had all of them.

Fabreidis talked with General Wind, and all of them left Reventment Battlefield and went towards Oakland.

This time, they didn’t walk. They got the warhorses granted to them by General Wind, and they rushed toward Oakland quickly.

After riding the horse for a long time, Qian Jin realized that being a cavalier is a hard job. This level of shakiness was almost destroying his ass. "No wonder Qian Family would pay a high price for Demon Beasts that were able to run farther and weren’t that shaky.

Looking from afar, Oakland looked the same. It was quiet and had many merchant caravans coming and going.

Zack got close to Fabreidis and whispered, "Mr. Fabreidis, we won’t go in. We will return to the union."

"Ok," Fabreidis said with some thinking. "Go back, and prepare Qian Jin’s and others’ admission applications so they only need to sign."

"Qian Jin is ok," Zacks said as he turned his head and looked at Cech Flet. "But he doesn’t have any identification..."

Fabreidis rolled his eyes and said, "Can’t you tell your President to forge a fake ID for him?"

"Fake?" Zacks reacted as if he was forced to swallow a whole egg. He couldn’t say anything, fake ID was a crime!

"It’s not like your president has never done it before. He is experienced." Fabreidis whipped his horse and said, "Ah, you can mention stuff about Qian Jin to him, but don’t mention his training scroll, ranking, and shooting technique."

"Oh?" Zacks was surprised: "Mr. Fabreidis if I can’t say those things, what can I say?"

"Forge Grandmaster..." Fabreidis snapped his fingers and said: "Just tell your president that he is a Forge Master instead, like a level 4 Forge Master."

Zacks was confused. He heard that this Mr. Fabreidis who was one of the Three Heros of [Warrior Hall] had a great relationship with the president, they were so close that they could take knives for each other. "So why..."

Fabreidis lowered his voice and said with a bad smile on his face, "Your president is not humble. I will give him a little monster, and I will only be happy if he gets so shocked that he couldn’t sleep at night! You have to keep the secret..."

"Ok, ok, ok. I know..." Zacks nodded continuously as he felt sorry for the president. Anyone of Qian Jin’s ability could make the president lose sleep.

"Humph, I lost sleep for a night. I will have to make Marc Gavin lose sleep as well." Fabreidis laughed in his mind. He turned around and looked at Qian Jin. "Soul weapon... soul weapon... this kid’s promise on soul weapon made me lose another night of sleep, I have to make Marc Gavin lose sleep for a month.

"Uncle Fabre..." A grin on Qian Jin’s face made Fabreidis feel a little uncomfortable, he was wondering what was going on in Qian Jin’s mind.

"I will only tell you." Qian Jin lowered his voice and said, "Actually, I’m also a top all-field Pharmacist, one step away from Pharmacy Master."

"Puff!" Fabreidis almost fall off of his horse. He looked at Qian Jin who was laughing and charging on his horse and tried to calm himself down. "Really? Doesn’t look like its fake... I might lose another night of sleep tonight."

"Mr...." Zacks was confused as he saw Fabreidis almost fall off of his horse: "What happened?"

Fabreidis blushed, he couldn’t tell the ten warriors that he was so shocked by Qian Jin that he almost fell off of the horse.

"Get the fuck away! Go back to your Torrent Battle Fort." Fabreidis waved his hand forcefully as he tried to cover up his embarrassment.

The ten warriors looked at each other as they couldn’t figure out why Mr. Fabreidis who was happy a moment ago would turn like this. They quickly turned their horses around and rushed towards Yulee.

The same old gate, eight defense soldiers were standing by the gate with their weapons, and there was a table with a dark blue cover on it and a captain sitting behind it.

Qian Jin sighed as he saw the same sceneries. He treated this place as a shortstop in his life, but as he got to know more people here, he felt like he was coming home. Compared with cold Qian Family, Oakland had the warmth that a family had.

"Huh?" Qian Jin was surprised to see the captain who was sitting at the table. Normally, there would only be a little team leader who sits here. "Why is Zhang Mumbai here? The general? Could it be that he knew Uncle Fabreidis was coming back, so he came here to get closer to him?"

Zhang Mumbai pressed himself off of the chair with his arms as he thought: "He... didn’t he died? Fa...Mr. Fabreidis..."

Qian Jin slowed down and greeted: "General, long time no see."

"Yeah, long time no see... long time no see..." sweats dripped off of Zhang Mumbai’s forehead as he said, "It must be tiring for you to travel this far."

Qian Jin jumped off his horse as he observed Zhang Mumbai closer. "This is strange! Even if he knows that I killed Cage, the bloodline warrior, he should only be a little afraid of me. Why is he sweating this much? Why is his face all pale? Why is he scared to look at me in the eyes?"

"General, are you ok?"

"Yeah." Zhang Mumbai coughed and said: "I got a little cold last night."

"Really?" Qian Jin laughed as he reached out for the general’s palm. Zhang Mumbai backed off a little while shivering when he saw this. Then, his wrist felt a pain as if it was pitched by a pair of iron tongs. He couldn’t get away at all.

"What, what do you want? I’m a general of the Zence Empire!" Zhang Mumbai raised his voice. It sounded like a scream to everyone else.

Qian Jin looked at the diamond ring that was three times bigger than a soybean on one of the general’s fingers and said, "Good stuff you got, it ain’t cheap. General, you made a fortune in the last few weeks?"

Zhang Mumbai tried hard to bear the pain and not to scream; he couldn’t look at Qian Jin in the eyes at all.

"Looks like..." Qian Jin’s smile slowly disappeared as he said: "My family is experiencing some trouble again, and it seems like you are a part of it?"

Zhang Mumbai didn’t say anything; he only looked down on the ground. As a general of Zence Empire, he was high up official. "Even if Qian Jin is a Demon Fighter, he can only kill me in a duel. Otherwise, killing a government official could result in being sent to Human-Demon Battlefront or receiving the death penalty."

Qian Jin let go of Zhang Mumbai’s wrist. He then tapped the general’s shoulder and said, "It’s ok if you don’t want to tell me, general. Your expression has told me what is up. Starting now, you should be praying to the stars. If something terrible happened to my family, I will become so impulsive and not care about consequences. I shall see you later!"

Fabreidis looked at Zhang Mumbai in confusion. "This general isn’t dumb. He knows that Qian Jin is ferocious, why would he participate in this matter? Also, Jane is at Roll Family, so things shouldn’t be that bad."

Qian Jin jumped back onto his horse and charged into the city as he left behind a lot of specks of dust in the air. Zhang Mumbai suddenly shouted, "I have nothing to do with it, and I can’t do anything about it..."

After Rollin’s death, Roll family had become busy again; there would be merchants coming here to chat business with Rosella.

Today, it was so quiet as if Rollin died again. There were only two fancy horse carriages parked in front of the building. Four warriors in fancy armors stood in front of the gate and stared at pedestrian walking by with cold eyes.

"Who are you?"

The four warriors all pulled out their blades when they saw Qian Jin jumping off of the horse. "Today, the Falker Family won’t meet anyone."

"Falker?" Qian Jin was surprised. He recalled Rollin’s words,"Buddy, become the guardian of our Falker Family."

"Falker? Isn’t your last name Roll?"

"My full name is Falker Rollin. Our Roll Family is a branch of Falker Family. Because my grandpa didn’t run the business well, they have ignored us. But I believe that our family can return back to Falker Family under my lead and return to success!"

"Why go back? Isn’t being the ruler of Roll Family better?"

"Haha, I only want to be recognized by Falker Family and not become one with it. My goal is to wait for Falker Family to come me, and I can say to them that ‘you have abandoned our Roll Family for long, so now we are independent!’ with a dominating presence!"

Falker Family, Qian Jin remembered it. Rollin mentioned it after he just got that magic hat.

"So..." Qian Jin sneered at the four warriors, "You are not guards hired by Roll Family?"

"Roll Family?" The four warriors smiled proudly: "Roll Family is only a branch of our Falker Family. Since Roll Family is falling apart, a representative from our Falker Family will restructure it..."

"Understood." Qian Jin nodded with his hands behind his back.

The four warriors looked at the Fanta Kunge, Duren Burg, Fabreidis, and Cech Flet who all followed Qian Jin and said, "Since you understood, why don’t you all get the fuck away? Falker..."

Qian Jin kicked this warrior in the chest, and the fore penetrated the armor and destroyed his ribs cage. As his body was lifted off of the ground, his body broke open the gate and fell to the ground in the yard.

The other three warriors were shocked. "Dare to attack?" As they wanted to counterstrike, they saw three figures appeared in front of them and kicking them in the chest as well.

"Want your daddy to fuck off? Who are you?" Duren Durg’s arrogant shout sounded as he stepped into the yard.

Fabreidis looked at the three young warriors who followed Qian Jin’s actions with his arms around his chest. "These young men are interesting."

Boom! Breaking through via violence. The wooden gate slammed against the wall so loud that the wall almost collapsed.

The four warriors who guarded the door rolled on the ground as they whined in pain and looked at the intruders with a feared expression.

In the main hall behind the yard, everyone who was sitting down stood up and looked at the direction of the gate. A young warrior rushed out and shouted when he saw the four injured warriors. "Who dares to do this?" His handsome face looked very gloomy.

Qian Jin slowly walked into the yard with his hands still at his back. "Roll Family? Falker Family?"

The young warrior was surprised. His raised his chest and said with a proud smile subconsciously, "Falker Family..."

"Qian Jin!"

Rosella who was surprised also rushed towards Qian Jin with her hands pulling the edges her dress off of the ground.

With her hands in her sleeves, Gomez Jane walked towards Qian Jin quietly with Gabriella. The chilling light that flashed under her sleeve infrequently caught other people’s attention.

Rosella stopped in front of Qian Jin as she hesitated and looked up at Qian Jin. With tears in her eyes, she said, "Many people... many of them said you were dead..." She didn’t know if she should hug Qian Jin or not.

"You believe that?" Qian Jin patted Rosella’s head as he said, "You believed that I was dead as well?"

Rosella shook her head forcefully as she looked at Gomez Jane and Gabriella beside her: "We all didn’t believe it. But people from Falker Family said they got the news that you were killed from a medium."

"Really?" Qian Jin grabbed onto Rosella’s little soft hands and pulled her into him. "Tell me, what is happening? Someone is trying to take away the Roll Family?"

Rosella looked at the mid-aged man who walking out with everyone else around him. "That man is the Leader of Falker Family, Falker Witnod. He said that Roll Family belonged to Falker Family. Since there is no man left in Roll Family, he is here to take it back."

"Really, are they blind?" Qian Jin smiled at Rosella. "My son, he is not a man?"

With his hands at his back, Falker Witnod looked down at Qian Jin from the hall. His slim golden eyebrows were getting closer and closer together. It was obvious that he didn’t like Qian Jin’s dominating demeanor.

Lee Junta who hid behind everyone peeked at Qian Jin with timidity. "Didn’t Rodriguez say that he is probably dead? How, how come he came back? It looks like he is more dominating than last time!"