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Ye Ling sat quietly in his chair, as if the events unfolding before him had nothing to do with him.

Strictly speaking, Miyamoto Musashi's sudden arrival truly had nothing to do with him!

After all, the man had come to visit the Southern Border King and the three elders of the countryside. What did it have to do with Ye Ling?

Ye Ling, looking as if he were an outsider, sat and observed Miyamoto Musashi from his chair.

Miyamoto Musashi's gaze swept over each person before him and hesitated slightly when he looked at Ye Ling, then quickly averted his eyes.

He looked at the three countryside elders and the Southern Border King, who was collapsed on the ground, with a defiant expression.

He laughed and said, "I must say my timing today is impeccable, having both the Southern Border King and the three countryside elders here?"

"It really does prove the old saying from your Dragon Country; coming on time is better than arriving early!"

Perhaps to intimidate those present and to showcase his strength, Miyamoto Musashi's laughter contained strands of Sword Qi, causing the entire council hall to tremble slightly!

Feeling Miyamoto Musashi's formidable strength, which quashed any thought of resistance, everyone's faces turned exceedingly grim, and many eyes flickered with awe, not daring to look at Miyamoto Musashi.

"A mere man from Wo Country dares to be so presumptuous in our Dragon Country!"

Chen Dao whispered, then postured as if he was about to rise and do battle with Miyamoto Musashi.

Although Miyamoto Musashi was a bona fide Wang Qiang warrior, the aura around his body seemed somewhat inflated, suggesting he had only just broken through to Wang Qiang not long ago, and his realm had not yet fully stabilized.

Despite knowing he was no match for such a warrior, Chen Dao would not show the same disgraceful demeanor as the others in the council hall!

So what if he was a Wang Qiang?

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Daring to step foot in the Dragon Country and show off his martial might within its borders, the only fate for him was death!

Besides, Ye Ling was by his side, and considering Ye Ling had already entered the legendary Imperial Realm, Chen Dao felt completely assured.

What was a mere Wang Qiang before the terrifying might of the Imperial Realm?

Ye Ling glanced at him and said indifferently, "It's not our turn to take action yet. Let's watch and see."

"Yes, Great Grandmaster!"

Chen Dao settled back into his chair and then said with a smirk, "Those three old fools actually dared to treat the Great Grandmaster with such disrespect just now. Now, I'd love to see how they handle Miyamoto Musashi!"

"Don't come kneeling down later begging the Great Grandmaster to intervene, haha!"

At that, Ye Ling just shook his head with a smile and said nothing more.

"Doesn't your Dragon Country have an old saying, 'a distant visitor is a guest'?"

"Could it be that the magnificent Southern Border Army would have me stand here?" Miyamoto Musashi said with a sneer of disdain when no one spoke.

Only then did the three countryside elders slowly lift their heads to look at Miyamoto Musashi.

One of them hurriedly spoke, "Isn't it because I was too surprised upon seeing Grandmaster Musashi!"n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Come, Grandmaster Musashi, please take a seat!"

Upon hearing this, Miyamoto Musashi strode over to an empty seat and sat down, not seeing himself as an outsider, but more like the master of the place.

"Servant! Bring the tea!"

The elder immediately called out.

Then, a soldier of the Southern Border Army entered the council hall and poured a cup of tea for Miyamoto Musashi.

The soldier's hands trembled as he poured the tea, whether out of anger or fear was unclear.

Seeing the actions of the three countryside elders, Chen Dao displayed a hint of anger.

The esteemed elders of the Dragon Country's Southern Border Army were actually behaving so servilely to a person from Wo Country!

"Stay calm, this is their affair, not ours."

Ye Ling said in a low voice, noticing something amiss with Chen Dao beside him.

Upon hearing this, Chen Dao calmed down but still spoke angrily, "That old geezer is simply disgracing our Dragon Nation!"

"He doesn't expel the people of Wo Country, who have a deep-seated hatred against us, but instead treats them as honored guests!"

If Miyamoto Musashi had gone to the Northern Cool Kingdom, his corpse would probably be cold by now!

Compared to the Northern Cool Army, the Southern Border Army was a disappointment to Chen Dao.

"May I ask what brings Grandmaster Miyamoto to our Southern Border?"

The old man asked with a smile.

Miyamoto Musashi took a sip of tea, then looked at the old man and said with a smile, "After coming out of seclusion, I heard the Southern Border King was unwell, so I especially came to see how he was."

"When I entered just now, I saw the Southern Border King slumped on the ground. What was the reason for that?"

The Southern Border King, who had just taken his seat beside Ye Ling, wished he could find a crack in the floor to crawl into upon hearing those words!

A king of such stature seen slumped on the floor by a person from Wo Country!

"Southern Border King, I heard that the injury was from the campaign against the Witch Sect?"

"Your energy seems weak, as if you're merely at mid-stage Great Grandmaster level. Could it be that the injury was that serious?"

Miyamoto Musashi had no intention of sparing the Southern Border King and looked at him with a smile as he spoke.

The sarcasm in his words was not the least bit concealed.

Ye Ling's expression stiffened when he heard those words.

This guy was indeed here to probe for information!

For years, Wo Country had been obsessively fixated on trampling Dragon Nation, and Miyamoto Musashi's visit to the Southern Border now was most likely to verify the rumors of the Southern Border King's injuries.

Once he ascertained that the Southern Border King was indeed wounded, it was likely that the moment he returned to Wo Country, he would immediately organize troops to attack the Southern Border!

"Thank you for your concern, Grandmaster Miyamoto, but I am quite well!"

"The injuries I sustained at the Witch Sect have already healed, and I only need a few days of recuperation to return to my peak state!"

"Since Grandmaster Miyamoto is aware of my indisposition, I won't keep you any longer. If Grandmaster Miyamoto has any matters, please feel free to discuss them with our Southern Border Army's three elders!"

After a moment of silence, the Southern Border King slowly spoke.

Although he was not particularly capable, at least his intelligence was intact.

He knew that continuing to talk with Miyamoto Musashi would only result in more embarrassment for himself.

So he simply pushed the hot potato into the hands of the three elders and let them worry about it!

Upon hearing this, the faces of the three elders shifted slightly, their eyes filled with silent resentment.

Miyamoto Musashi was a bona fide combatant of Wang Qiang's level, and they were simply at the peak Grandmaster level. Facing a warrior of Wang Qiang's caliber, they understandably felt immense pressure!

"May I know what business brings Grandmaster Miyamoto to our Southern Border?"

An elder asked again.

Miyamoto Musashi finally shifted his gaze away from the Southern Border King, having obtained the information he wanted, and naturally, he did not press further.

He looked at the elder and said with a smile, "Eight years ago, I fought with the Old Southern Border King and was defeated."

"After my defeat, I returned to Wo Country and devoted myself to the study of martial arts, finally making a breakthrough a few days ago!"

"However, now the Old Southern Border King has passed away, so I wish to exchange blows with the strong warriors of the Southern Border, to resolve a lingering regret of mine!"