Embroidered Uniform Guard: I Can Plunder Talents Chapter 118 - 14: The Southern Governor Breaks Down! Can’t K

Ye Liuyun hadn’t expected this either.

The effects of this Illusion Heart Magic were better than he thought.

Maybe he should use it more often in the future.

"My son was killed. I swear I’ll have my revenge!"

With that, Shi Xing’an drew his blade again and charged at Qi Yuanliang.

"You—"

When the hell did I kill your son? Your kid’s death, what the hell does that have to do with ?

Qi Yuanliang really wanted to yell that out loud, but Shi Xing’an didn’t give him a chance at all.

Seeing Shi Xing’an’s blade coming at him, Qi Yuanliang had no choice but to dodge as fast as he could. He couldn’t really just stand there and wait to die, could he?

...

"Uh! So—do we help or not?"

"No matter what, that’s still the Southern Governor."

"Killed his son. Shi Xing’an looking to take revenge seems pretty normal, right?"

"Can’t believe I never saw it—turns out the Southern Governor’s actually like this."

Watching Qi Yuanliang, the Southern Governor, being chased around the courtyard by Shi Xing’an, everyone’s expressions started to shift.

Qi Yuanliang’s act used to be so perfect; everyone just thought he was so kindly old guy.

But looking at it now, Shi Xing’an was so furious, so desperate to die together with Qi Yuanliang—there’s no way he was faking that, right?

People were starting to believe it.

Maybe Qi Yuanliang really did kill Shi Xing’an’s son.

Even those Embroidered Uniform Guards who went to raid the house yesterday—they only saw Ye Liuyun cripple Shi Chong, not kill him.

Now Shi Chong’s dead. Did Qi Yuanliang do it after all?

So what really happened then?

So Embroidered Uniform Guards were itching to help, since, well, this was a good chance to attach themselves to the Southern Governor.

But at that mont—

Si Nan, standing near Ye Liuyun, suddenly folded her arms and spoke in a lazy tone.

"Guess you really can’t judge a book by its cover. Anyone wanting to cozy up better think twice, or who knows—maybe your own children will get done in the sa way soday."

...

Sure enough—

With that one line, those Embroidered Uniform Guards who’d been getting restless imdiately cald down a lot.

Yeah, Shi Xing’an had showered Qi Yuanliang with gifts, and still got his son killed by him. If they stepped in, would they wind up the sa?

Among all sins, failing to carry on the family line is the worst.

Especially in tis like these—descendants are taken very seriously.

To kill soone’s child really is a hatred as deep as the sea.

Seeing those people give up the idea of helping out—

Si Nan grinned wide and walked back to Ye Liuyun’s side.

She didn’t know exactly how Ye Liuyun had done it, but she figured Shi Xing’an’s performance was definitely tied to her lord.

With such a perfect chance to screw over the Southern Governor, Si Nan was definitely helping Ye Liuyun make the most out of it.

"Damn it!"

Qi Yuanliang’s face was getting uglier by the second.

He was an Innate Perfection expert, and yet here he was, being chased by a Postnatal Martial Artist.

Anyone who knew the truth would laugh themselves half to death at this.

Out in the crowd, Ye Liuyun’s watching, snickering gaze was especially sharp.

Like playing dirty, do you?

I want to see just how long you can keep this act up.

So you don’t want to make a move, eh? You really think I’m that easy to ss with?

...

Shi Xing’an might only be at the Postnatal Realm,

But with the hatred of his son’s death added on, every move of his was vicious and desperate.

If Qi Yuanliang just used Postnatal strength, he could barely hold on, let alone counterattack.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

In a short ti, blade clashed against blade dozens of tis.

And not a single Embroidered Uniform Guard moved to help.

What’s more, Qi Yuanliang could feel it—all those looks directed at him had started to change. Clearly, people were beginning to buy Shi Xing’an’s story.

They really believed he was the one who’d killed Shi Xing’an’s son.

"Die!"

Just as those accusing stares were getting under Qi Yuanliang’s skin—

Shi Xing’an suddenly leapt straight at him, blade flashing forward in a direct assault.

"Wanna die? Fine!"

Qi Yuanliang finally lost it.

Taunted again and again, over and over—

As an Innate Perfection Martial Artist, Qi Yuanliang had always had an unmatched pride. When did a Postnatal ant dare to provoke him?

This ti, Qi Yuanliang didn’t dodge.

Instead, he cut straight at Shi Xing’an head-on, blade to blade.

"Bang!"

In an instant, powerful inner strength burst out—

He smashed Shi Xing’an’s blade to pieces and sent Shi Xing’an himself flying.

"Puh!"

Shi Xing’an crashed into the wall, spat blood,

and slumped weakly to the ground.

He was killed with a single blow.

...

Nobody saw that ending coming.

Qi Yuanliang’s burst of inner strength hadn’t lasted long, but more than a few people noticed.

"The Innate Realm?"

"The Southern Governor is an Innate Martial Artist!"

"What the—!"

Everyone in the Embroidered Uniform Guard "knew" that the Southern Governor Qi Yuanliang was just Postnatal, and Qi Yuanliang himself often joked about it.

But the truth?

He was an Innate Martial Artist all along.

Maybe nobody could tell what stage of Innate he’d reached, but Innate Realm—that much was obvious.

What a guy, he really hid it deep.

All kinds of complicated emotions flashed through people’s eyes now.

"Whew!"

Letting out a heavy breath, noticing the gazes of the Embroidered Uniform Guards all around,

Qi Yuanliang paused for a mont, then suddenly smiled and said:

"I’ve been close to breaking into Innate for a while now. Just by chance, I happened to finally break through in the middle of all this."