Although Situ Luoyun possessed strength approaching the Innate Middle Stage, she still seed very weak in the face of Situ Yunchao, the Clan Leader of the Situ Family, and was subdued in an instant.
"Take the young lady back to her room to rest," Situ Yunchao commanded in a deep voice, and then he had people take Situ Luoyun back to her room.
"Kid, today is the day you die!"
Shen Aohai’s eyes once again flickered with a bone-chilling coldness as he stared at Ye Luo. His enormous aura of Innate Peak Stage bore down, feeling like a mountain weighing upon him.
Ye Luo, Qin Yuru, and Ling Qingya felt their breaths beco incredibly rapid and their bodies unbearably heavy, overwheld with the sensation of impending death.
"You two, get out of here quickly," Ye Luo urgently told the two won.
"No!" Ling Qingya and Qin Yuru both shook their heads.
"Grandpa Zhong, please find a way to save Ye Luo!"
Shi Yanran turned to an elderly man with white hair beside her, pleading repeatedly. This man was none other than Old Zhong, who had once gone to Zhonghai to protect Shi Yanran.
Old Zhong shook his head with a solemn expression: "Miss, it’s not that I don’t want to take action; it’s just that even if I do, I’m simply no match for that old geezer from the Shen Family. His strength is about to step into the Half-Step Saint Realm. Unless one of those few intervenes, no one here can withstand him."
As Old Zhong spoke, his gaze shifted toward Ouyang Zhenhua, Mu Qingsong, and Situ Liuyun, the three Saint Realm powerhouses he was referring to.
"What can we do?" Shi Yanran’s brows furrowed deeply, and her eyes, filled with worry, looked at the distant Ye Luo.
"Don’t worry, Miss. This kid won’t be in trouble," Old Zhong said calmly, thinking to himself that the kid had a life-saving token, it all depended on whether he would use it.
"Go to hell!"
Finally, Shen Aohai made his move again, unleashing a palm strike at Ye Luo with full force. This ti, using all his strength, his blow would be difficult for even a master at the Innate Peak Stage to withstand, let alone Ye Luo. Under his palm, the boy had but one path—a path to death.
As the palm strike approached, Ye Luo looked on with no sign of fear in his eyes.
From afar, the Ouyang Family’s patriarch and Mu Qingsong’s eyes flickered as if they were about to take action. But before they could move, a white figure dashed out.
Ice Palm!
A delicate shout rang out, and a fearso chill quickly coagulated into an ice palm print, colliding with Shen Aohai’s palm strike. The powerful forces erupted, and a surge of icy energy burst forth.
Shen Aohai’s face changed instantly, and he released his True Qi, dispersing the icy energy. The white figure retreated step by step, a trace of fresh blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.
"Miss Leng!"
Shen Aohai looked at the person obstructing his move, his eyes showing a hint of surprise—it was none other than Leng Ruobing, the young lady of the Leng Family.
Ye Luo looked at Leng Ruobing, who had once again intervened on his behalf, his eyes filled with profound gratitude. This was already the second ti she had saved him.
"Ruo Bing!"
Leng Aofeng, the Family Head of the Leng Family, watched his daughter suddenly rush out with so surprise, and quickly called out, while a strange gleam flashed across Leng Pengyu’s eyes.
"Miss Leng, what is the aning of this?" Shen Aohai’s gaze was fixated on Leng Ruobing as he spoke, careful not to continue his attack due to the other’s identity.
"Ye Luo is from our special security agency, you cannot attack him, or else it would be considered a provocation against the special security agency," Leng Ruobing said with an icy voice, her face as cold as a slab of ice and her eyes filled with a cold light.
"He is from the special security agency?" Shen Aohai was sowhat astonished; previously, he had not been aware of this, and Shen Changfeng had not inford him at the ti either.
Even many people present had not expected Ye Luo to be from the special security agency, no wonder Leng Ruobing intervened, since she herself was also from the agency.
Shen Aohai’s eyes pondered, his gaze flickering, then he spat out, "Even if he is from the special security agency, he has crippled my grandson. Does being from the special security agency an one can attack others at will based on their status?"
"Your grandson was asking for death," Ye Luo said.
"Shut up, no matter what my grandson did, it’s not your place to judge. Today, out of respect for the special security agency, I won’t kill you, but I will break every bone in your body to make you like my grandson."
As Shen Aohai spoke, his body charged towards Ye Luo, while Leng Ruobing once again stood in his way, her hands waving out repeatedly.
Bang Bang Bang!
The two of them started fighting, but although Leng Ruobing had reached the strength of the Late Innate Stage, there was still a large gap compared to Shen Aohai. If not for her powerful cold aura and Shen Aohai’s consideration of the relationship between the Leng Family and the special security agency, Leng Ruobing would have been seriously injured already.
Watching Leng Ruobing and Shen Aohai fiercely battle, Ye Luo’s eyes also continuously flickered, thinking of a way to escape his predicant.
Suddenly, Ye Luo’s eyes lit up and he took out a token from his chest—this token was the one that War Wolf had given him in Zhonghai. He had always carried it on his person but had never taken it out before.
Previously, inside the Capital City Police Station, War Wolf told him to take out this token at a critical mont, which might save his life. Now seed to be the chance, although he was uncertain if the token was genuine.
But as a last resort, Ye Luo raised the token high and shouted, "Stop!"
As Ye Luo’s voice sounded, both Shen Aohai and Leng Ruobing ceased fighting, their eyes turning to him, and when they saw the token inscribed with a ’War’ character in Ye Luo’s hand, their expressions changed, their pupils shrank, and they revealed an utterly shocked look.
"Is that a War Order? Where did you get the War Order from?" Shen Aohai’s face drastically changed, his eyes looking at Ye Luo in disbelief.
Many present saw this token and their faces turned pale with shock, including those from the five major families and the three great ancient martial arts clans.
Even Ouyang Zhenhua, Mu Qingsong, and Situ Liuyun, the three powerhouse Saint Realm experts, narrowed their eyes at the sight of the token, a flash of astonishnt crossing their faces, with a hint of fear deep in their pupils.
Clearly, even these three Saint Realm experts felt fear towards this token, indicating just how terrifying the significance behind it was.
Ye Luo certainly saw the expressions of these influential figures as they faced the token in his hand, which was enough to prove that the token was indeed no ordinary object, holding a terrifying significance and representation, although he did not know it.
"This is impossible? How could you possibly have the War Order? It must be fake, it’s fake!"
Shen Aohai’s face beca sowhat crazed as he spoke, once again charging towards Ye Luo.
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