The Most Powerful Overlord

Chapter 332: Master Long of Chinatown

The three of them gasped in shock, saying, "Could it be the sixth-ranked mighty figure on the War God List, the pinnacle of Huaxia Martial Arts Dao, Ye Xiaoyao?"

Suddenly, the air seemed to freeze, and everyone felt suffocated.

No one had expected Ye Xiaoyao to appear here, accompanying them in escorting this item.

Although Ye Qingtian initially met many of Ye Xiaoyao’s conditions, they never imagined that Ye Xiaoyao, who was across the ocean, would appear here.

But on second thought, Ye Xiaoyao has always been elusive.

Whether in Japan or Han Country, this time it’s quite a leap.

"I don’t want anyone to know I’m here, so keep quiet."

Suddenly, a voice resounded in their minds.

"Un... Understood..."

Annabella and the others trembled as they spoke, terrified out of their wits.

After the team had been reorganized, they set off again.

This time, it went quite smoothly, with hardly anyone disturbing them. If there was any interference, Fred could resolve it.

However, news spread that two top fighters on the War God List had died.

Yet, no one knew who had made the move.

It’s as if all information had been blocked.

One day and night later, the convoy reached a remote, barren town somewhere in Nevada, United States.

Once those taking delivery arrived, Ye Qingtian left.

He had no interest in knowing who the recipient was, nor did he care to find out what use the statue had.

"I trust an old friend with this matter, and you can rest assured it won’t spread."

Shortly after Ye Qingtian left, Adele called.

The area was desolate, with vast barren land as far as the eye could see.

It could be called a godforsaken place.

Since there was no means of transport, Ye Qingtian employed the Sun Path Forbidden Technique, taking a step and disappearing in an instant.

Soon, a group of people appeared where Ye Qingtian vanished.

There were about seven or eight of them, led by a man and a woman.

The man had a tall and powerful build, with tiger-like eyes, exuding an intimidating aura.

The woman had golden hair and blue eyes, wearing tight clothing that highlighted her perfectly developed figure. Her eyes were especially bright, seemingly possessing some magic power; one could easily become captivated by them.

If Ye Qingtian were there, he would recognize them all as superpower users, marked by a subtle yet highly pure aura, different from Eastern Martial Artists.

"Caroline, was there someone here just now?"

The leading man, Dex, asked curiously, suspecting his eyes deceived him—someone had been there, yet suddenly vanished.

Caroline frowned slightly, her pupils emitting mysterious light.

"No! Here, I didn’t perceive any person’s aura."

Caroline shook her head.

"Then I must have been seeing things!"

Dex said, though doubt lingered in his eyes.

He believed what he saw!

Around dusk, Ye Qingtian arrived in New York.

Ye Qingtian headed straight to Chinatown and quickly inquired about the residence of Hua Qinglong’s family.

The residence was the most luxurious villa in Chinatown, generally avoiding much foot traffic.

According to Ye Qingtian’s inquiry, Hua Qinglong, known as Master Long in Chinatown, was the undisputed leader. Even all the Chinese in New York relied on Master Long.

Master Long controlled Chinatown, enjoying high prestige locally, with connections to many prominent figures in the United States.

To reach such heights in a country that discriminates against Chinese people, the Hua Family’s extended branch indeed had skills.

The Hua Family mansion was heavily guarded by burly men with crew cuts, all trained fighters, equipped with pistols among other weapons.

In front of the mansion were dozens of luxury cars, indicating that quite a number of people had arrived.

Inside a lavish conference room in the Hua Family mansion, at least thirty guards stood around, all clad in white attire emblazoned with a dragon character.

Around the conference table sat many Chinese people.

In the place of honor sat an elderly man with a square-shaped face, exuding an aura of authority.

He was Hua Qinglong!

Other attendees were influential figures from Chinatown.

Sitting closest to Hua Qinglong was a middle-aged man named An Guoxing, who had long followed Hua Qinglong as a loyal lieutenant.

Standing behind An Guoxing was An Zihua, a young and outstanding talent.

"Master Long, currently, Gu Qingrong is uniting North American Chinese, establishing the Tang Sect with himself as Sect Leader. It seems that all cities except New York’s Chinatown have joined him, and recently, Gu Qingrong plans to send someone to inform you!"

An elderly white-haired man remarked.

Hua Qinglong slammed his palm: "Humph, if it weren’t for me helping him back then, Gu Qingrong would have been chopped to pieces on the streets of the United States.

And now he wants to send people to deal with me!"

An Guoxing intervened, "Master Long, calm down! Gu Qingrong’s mysterious son-in-law is said to be formidable beyond imagination, single-handedly sweeping through North and even South America’s underground world, invincible. Even the Mafia and some mysterious forces must grant him respect! So, banking on this, Gu Qingrong has risen rapidly, united North American Chinese, and founded the Tang Sect!"

"So, it’s his mysterious son-in-law that’s his support?"

Master Long asked.

"Exactly, that’s the one!"

An Guoxing nodded.

A hint of pride flickered across Master Long’s face: "But the Hua Family fears nothing, our family..."

Thinking of mystery, Master Long stopped in time.

Though he mentally added: My granddaughter is a Martial Dao genius, unparalleled with a sword, fearing no one!

"Master Long, there’s a gentleman claiming to be from Huaxia Tianjing who wishes to see you!"

At this juncture, a guard came to report.

"Very well, let him in!"

Master Long replied.

Master Long’s prestige in Chinatown mainly stemmed from his dedication to the Chinese community.

Even a destitute Chinese person seeking his aid would receive his utmost assistance.

Soon after, a guard escorted Ye Qingtian into the conference room.

Instantly, dozens of pairs of eyes focused on Ye Qingtian.

"What brings you here, young brother?"

Hua Qinglong couldn’t help but ask.

"Are you Mr. Hua Qinglong?"

"Yes, I am."

Ye Qingtian smiled slightly, "I’m here to find Miss Qianxiao! Is Miss Qianxiao in the Hua Family?"

This was perhaps the most courteous Ye Qingtian had ever been with a stranger.

However, upon hearing this, Hua Qinglong’s expression changed dramatically: "Who are you? What do you want with Qianxiao? As far as I know, Qianxiao shouldn’t know you, right?"

Ye Qingtian nodded, "That’s correct, I don’t know her personally, but we’ve met in a dream."

"Pfft!"

"Hahaha..."

Everyone couldn’t help but burst into laughter, especially seeing Ye Qingtian’s earnest demeanor; they laughed until they leaned back.

No one thought Ye Qingtian was anything but a madman.

"Boy, many have sought our young lady, but it’s the first time I’ve heard such an absurd reason."

An Zihua sneered.

Hua Qinglong’s face held authority: "Qianxiao is not here. Even if she were, she wouldn’t meet you."

Hua Qinglong issued an order to dismiss the guest.

Ye Qingtian turned to leave; just now, he had released the Netherworld Forbidden Technique, confirming that Miss Qianxiao wasn’t within the Hua Family mansion.