Honey, you didn't really drugged me, did you?-Chapter 185 - 114: Gathering of the Big Shots, Ruirui Goes Missing_2

For example, the Thirteen Grand Protectors all have their nicknames.

And Peng Shizhong’s Four Great Vajra: [Eight-faced Buddha Feng Xuan][Iron-faced Tiger Zheng Chuan][Copper Arm Lu Rong][White-clothed Scholar Deng Guangming]

Now, the Fishing Guild Gang Leader Nan Batian personally bestowed the nickname [Black-eyed Bear] on Zhou Chu.

This also counts as making a name in Jianghu.

But Zhou Chu didn’t seem too pleased. Peng Shizhong, noticing this, said, "You haven’t thanked the Gang Leader for the nickname."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chu’s smiled more awkwardly than if he had cried, feeling he would never escape the clutches of this nickname in his lifetime.

"Thank you, Gang Leader."

Nan Batian laughed, "Hahaha... You’re welcome. I’m delighted to bestow a nickname on a junior. I hope you will use the name [Black-eyed Bear] to expand our territory and achieve great deeds for our Fishing Guild."

"Yes, Gang Leader."

Zhou Chu bowed with clasped hands.

Everyone around him crowded to offer congratulations.

"Congratulations, Brother Zhou, being bestowed a nickname by the Gang Leader [Black-eyed Bear], it’s boundless fortune indeed!"

"Yes, Brother Zhou, not many are personally named by the Gang Leader; you’re one of them, good, good."

"Brother Zhou, a bright future awaits. The name [Black-eyed Bear] will surely shine splendidly!"

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The crowd showered him with flattery, then Zhou Chu, completely harmless, bowed in all directions, "Thank you, everyone. Thank you all."

But in his heart, he was cursing: "Thank you, your eight generations of ancestors!"

Chen Jie was beside him, wanting to laugh but couldn’t, which was quite uncomfortable, and Zhou Chu gave him a fierce stare.

At this moment, Eagle Hall Master Qin Ying, one of the Thirteen Grand Protectors, also came over.

He clasped fists with Peng Shizhong, "Uncle Peng, taking another adoptive son, huh? Hehe, truly blessed with many children!"

Qin Ying, a full generation younger than Peng Shizhong and around the same age as Feng Xuan at thirty-two or three, had ascended to his position two years ago.

Yet, this man was not courteous to Peng Shizhong, as everyone knew he was a strong supporter promoted by Nan Batian.

And he was also a main force in Nan Batian’s efforts against Peng Shizhong.

Peng Shizhong looked at Qin Ying and said, "Oh, little Qin, not too busy at your hall, huh? Still having time to visit me."

"Doing fine, unlike Uncle Peng, blessed with many children, I must do everything myself. Actually, Uncle Peng, you’re of age now, perhaps it’s time to give your position to the younger folks, right!"

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Qin Ying said this with an eye full of challenge.

His words about ’younger folks’ didn’t refer to Peng Shizhong’s adoptive sons but to his two brothers, Tiger and Leopard, who both had master Energy Transformation skills and were qualified to lead a hall, but alas, there weren’t enough halls to go around.

Peng Shizhong laughed, "Yes, when these sons of mine grow up, junior brother, I can then rest."

Peng Shizhong spoke in good humor but his tone was strong; his implication being that White Tiger Hall wouldn’t possibly fall into Qin Ying’s hands, no need to bother about it.

Qin Ying could clearly perceive the deeper meaning in Peng Shizhong’s words.

Just as he was about to retort, someone suddenly shouted, "Guild Cao’s Guild Leader Liu has arrived!"

Upon hearing this, everyone shut their mouths and their eyes were all fixed on a carriage pulled by two horses slowly approaching from a distance.

Everyone got excited, Peng Shizhong had enough clout indeed, a simple adoption celebration stirring two top powerhouses of Mianshui County.

Then, they saw the carriage quickly approach and arrive at the gate, and behind it were also two horses.

One horse was ridden by a young man, who although not very handsome, was well-dressed – in a white Heroic Costume with black and golden hairbands, mounted on a white horse wearing golden silk boots and a sword on his waist, very ostentatious.

Chen Jie looked toward Zhou Chu, Zhou Chu said, "Son of the Guild Cao’s Gang Leader, Liu Song."

Then on another horse sat a very handsome middle-aged man who was now pulling the horse’s reins.

"Guild Cao’s prime strategist, among the Thirteen Grand Protectors: Ghost Hand, Scholar, Red Face, the Scholar among them, Bai Mosheng, the second in command of Guild Cao!"

Chen Jie was astonished upon hearing this.

The scale of today’s banquet was impressive; five of the Thirteen Grand Protectors attended,

Including: Nan Batian, Old Liu, Scholar, Fisherman, Eagle from the trio Eagle, Tiger, and Leopard.

It was undoubtedly a high-profile event.

Then, the carriage curtains were pulled aside, following which an elder in grey coarse cloth descended. The coarse outfit was typically worn by lower household servants and was very plain, not fitting his status at all.

Yet, his hands were adorned with several rings, glaring with opulence.

It depicted a stark contrast between wealth and poverty.

But on him, it seemed natural, since he was none other than Guild Cao’s Gang Leader, one of the Thirteen Grand Protectors, Old Liu who could match Nan Batian in influence, Liu Laoguai.

The character for ’eccentric’ in his nickname was not lightly given.

Old Liu’s appearance was not too unusual; a very upright elder.

He seemed older than both Nan Batian and Peng Shizhong, perhaps about sixty years old.

Yet, his son, in comparison, looked no more than eighteen.

Upon stepping from the carriage, from quite a distance, Old Liu laughed loudly, "Old Peng, hahaha..."

Upon seeing Old Liu, Peng Shizhong turned to Nan Batian and asked, "Gang Leader?"

Nan Batian forced a smile and replied, "As we have guests, senior brother, let’s maintain propriety."