As night fell, the dazzling neon lights illuminated Capital City, this bustling tropolis.
At the top floor of a high-end restaurant in Capital City, the surrounding walls and ceiling were made of crystal glass, offering views of the bustling night scene as well as the brilliant starry sky above.
The setting was exceptionally beautiful, with only one table on the entire top floor occupied by two people—Ye Luo and Qin Wanting. Besides them, there was no one else.
Ye Luo gazed at Qin Wanting, his eyes flickering with complex lights, just about to speak when Qin Wanting preempted him, "Tonight’s dinner cos with no other intention but to thank you for your help these days. Thank you!"
As she spoke, Qin Wanting picked up the wine glass in front of her.
Ye Luo wanted to say sothing, but didn’t know how to begin, so he simply raised his wine glass as a gesture, while Qin Wanting downed her red wine in one go.
"Wanting, I..." Ye Luo looked at Qin Wanting, but still began to speak.
"No need to say anything, I know what you want to say. I already said it was just an accident. We should not dwell on it. We each have our own lives. It’s enough for us to just be friends," Qin Wanting said indifferently.
"I... I’m leaving tomorrow, heading back to Zhonghai," Ye Luo said bluntly.
Qin Wanting’s eyes subtly changed, revealing a trace of a smile as she looked at Ye Luo, "Is that so? Then I wish you a safe journey. We’ll et again if we have the chance."
"If you ever need for anything, just call . No matter when, I will be there for you," Ye Luo said seriously, looking at Qin Wanting.
Qin Wanting did not speak, but just picked up the wine and poured another glass, drinking it in one gulp.
"I also wish you and Miss Ling a happy life. If you get married, rember to invite to your wedding banquet," Qin Wanting said with a smile, although her smile seed sowhat forced.
In this way, the two of them quietly sipped their wine, without much conversation. Everything was buried in their hearts. Neither Qin Wanting nor Ye Luo brought up the events of that night again. Perhaps it really was just an accident, or perhaps...
"Now the whole Qin Family is depending on you. You have to be careful, especially with your third uncle. He has deep sches and also has backing from the expert of the Black Alliance. He definitely won’t let things rest," Ye Luo reminded Qin Wanting with concern.
"Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of myself," Qin Wanting said lightly.
In the blink of an eye, an hour passed in this tranquil atmosphere. Qin Wanting had drunk quite a bit, her cheeks flushed as she stood up and said, "It’s getting late, I should go."
"Do you want to take you ho?" Ye Luo offered.
"No need, my driver is waiting for downstairs," Qin Wanting declined shaking her head and then left the place directly.
Watching Qin Wanting’s departing figure, Ye Luo also downed his wine in one go, took a deep breath, and stood up to leave the restaurant.
However, not long after Ye Luo left the restaurant, his expression suddenly turned solemn. His gaze swept around as several figures appeared before him, led by none other than Pu Jingtian and Jin Shengtian, with two tall n standing beside them.
"Is there a problem?" Ye Luo asked, his tone low and his expression darkening.
"Ye Luo, you previously left severely injured and caused Master Konggu’s reputation to be utterly destroyed. What do you think we have co to do with you?" Pu Jingtian said, his face bearing a cold and nacing look as he stared at Ye Luo.
"If you want to fight, let’s fight. I don’t want to hear any nonsense."
Perhaps it was because he wasn’t feeling very well at the mont, but Ye Luo spoke very aggressively, with a dark expression on his face.
Hearing Ye Luo’s words, Jin Shengtian frowned and waved his hand, the two n by his side locked their eyes on Ye Luo, and one of them dashed forward with great speed.
Both of these n were Jin Shengtian’s personal disciples, and their martial arts had reached a level comparable to those in the Innate Late Stage, making them master-level figures in the Goryeo Kingdom.
Previously, Jin Shengtian had sensed Ye Luo’s formidable aura and knew that this young man was extraordinarily strong, so he directly sent his own two disciples to deal with him.
As the two n attacked with Taekwondo moves, Ye Luo’s eyes flashed with a cold light, and a fierce aura spread throughout his body.
The Nine Yang Mystic Art started to circulate, and Ye Luo threw his punches without holding back. All of his strength was concentrated in his fists, and a terrifying might erupted from him.
Bang! Bang!
Two muffled, thunderous noises erupted, and the terrifying strength was released. The two personal disciples of Jin Shengtian had no ti to react before they were struck by Ye Luo’s punches and sent flying backward as if hit by a high-speed car.
Thud! Thud!
In the blink of an eye, the two crashed to the ground, tasted the saltiness in their throats, and spat out mouthfuls of fresh blood. Their bodies trembled, and their faces showed pain and shock.
The scene unfolded so quickly that even Jin Shengtian was caught off guard. He never imagined that his two powerful disciples couldn’t withstand a single attack from Ye Luo, whose strength was so terrifying.
Although Ye Luo himself was only in the Innate Middle Stage, his all-out attack was enough to overpower even those in the Innate Late Stage.
Moreover, he was in a foul mood tonight because of Qin Wanting, so these people had simply walked into the line of fire. With Ye Luo not holding back his full power, he severely injured the two in one fell swoop.
Witnessing the scene, Pu Jingtian was scared out of his wits. In his eyes, these two senior brothers were second only to his master, revered as Taekwondo masters in the Goryeo Kingdom. He never thought they would be so heavily injured by Ye Luo in a single move.
"Kid, I really underestimated you," Jin Shengtian said as he watched Ye Luo, his eyes flashing a cold light while the oppression of a Semi-Saint Realm burst from his body.
As the prestigious president of the Asian Taekwondo Association and a grandmaster of the Goryeo Kingdom, Jin Shengtian’s strength had reached the peak of the Taekwondo realm, comparable to the Semi-Saint Realm of Huaxia martial artists.
Swoosh!
Imdiately afterward, Jin Shengtian moved rapidly, leaving a trail of afterimages in the dark night. Ye Luo felt a sharp wind from a leg sweep coming at him.
Jin Shengtian charged towards Ye Luo with lightning speed, striking down with a sweeping kick filled with terrible force, powerful enough to split rocks and mountains.
Ye Luo’s pupils constricted, and with a quick change of footing, he narrowly evaded the attack. The kick brushed past his shoulder and hissed as it cut through the air.
When the first kick didn’t connect, Jin Shengtian leapt up in midair and swept another leg toward him.
Taekwondo is all about leg strikes, and Jin Shengtian had mastered them to the point of being irresistible.
This ti Ye Luo didn’t dodge. Instead, he crossed his arms, gathered the Nine Yang True Qi, and directly countered the incoming kick.
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