The Dominance of the Son-in-Law: My Wealthy and Beautiful Wife Chapter 437 - 437 Mei Niang!

"Humph!"

The Northwest Blood Eagle snorted coldly and said, "I've given you face out of respect for your reputation, but you're ungrateful. Don't bla then! Now that I am a Grade Four Grandmaster, I don't believe you are as strong as the rumors say!"

Upon hearing Grade Four Grandmaster.

The crowd still couldn't help but retreat a few steps.

They had only suspected before, but now they could be certain, he was a Grade Four Grandmaster indeed!

Such cultivation.

It was feared that even the Old Drunkard would have a tough ti dealing with it.

"Today, I shall experience the Old Drunkard's Drunken Fist!"

As he said this.

The Northwest Blood Eagle's body trembled at this mont, and a trendous power erupted from him, forcing all the tables and chairs around him to scatter!

The Old Drunkard grinned and said, "Good! I haven't stretched my muscles in a long ti either."

At this ti.

Qin Feng stepped forward and said to the Old Drunkard: "Let handle it. The sooner we finish, the sooner we can leave this place."

"You?"

The Old Drunkard cast a disdainful glance at him.

Everyone else also felt embarrassed at this mont. Hadn't this Inner Strength Martial Arts Apprentice seen how powerful the Northwest Blood Eagle was?

And yet, he was even talking about a quick battle?

Was he implying that the Old Drunkard couldn't end the fight quickly?

Of course.

The opponent was a rare Grade Four Grandmaster, and considering the Old Drunkard's strength, it would take at least three hundred rounds to determine a winner, which would be too ti-consuming.

Qin Feng thought that the Old Drunkard couldn't end the fight quickly, but he wasn't underestimating him.

He just wanted to resolve the fight as soon as possible while the innkeeper's wife was away, so he could leave quickly.

"Let do it!"

Qin Feng, holding the Life and Death Blade, stepped forward and said to the Old Drunkard and others, "You all stay far away from ."

"..."

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At this ti, the Northwest Blood Eagle, seeing Qin Feng willing to fight, felt it was an insult to himself. A murderous glint shone in his eyes as he shouted to Qin Feng: "Boy, your death will be a sorry sight!"

While saying this.

His body burst forth with a strong force, shattering all the tables and chairs in the entire hall!

At the sa ti.

A layer of eerie green mist appeared on his body's surface, spreading out over him like cooking smoke.

Upon seeing this, the crowd could not help but feel fear and said: "This is Will to Energy that only a Grade Four Grandmaster possesses!"

"Rumors have it that with Will to Energy, one can change a thousandfold, with imnse power, even capable of piercing through rivers!"

"Yes! Grandmasters are divided into nine grades, but in terms of power transformation, there are three ranks; First to Third Grade are the Lower Rank, where power primarily transforms into Qi; Fourth to Sixth Grade are the Middle Rank, where power transforms through Will to Energy, and there is a world of difference between these two!"

"No wonder he dares to challenge the Old Drunkard, I'm afraid all of us here combined are no match for him!"

"..."

People discussed among themselves.

The Old Drunkard also sensed sothing ominous and said to the Northwest Blood Eagle, "This battle will surely rock the heavens and the earth. How about we fight outside, to avoid damaging the Wealth God Inn."

"Whatever!"

The Northwest Blood Eagle agreed to this suggestion and was about to turn and walk out.

The Old Drunkard took the opportunity to whisper to Qin Feng, "When I hold him off, you guys sneak away quietly."

He could feel the incredible strength of the Northwest Blood Eagle, which was hard to imagine.

Qin Feng, however, shook his head and said, "No need."

"What?!"

Seeing this, everyone cursed him inwardly for not knowing what was good for him.

At this point.

Could he not see death coming?

The Old Drunkard was also feeling helpless, and just as he was about to persuade him again, Qin Feng said to the Northwest Blood Eagle, "No need to go outside, it's a waste of ti. Let's decide the winner right here!"

"..."

The Northwest Blood Eagle stopped in his tracks.

At this mont, everyone was thoroughly speechless with him.

They didn't expect him to be so cluelessly bold.

"Fine!"

The Northwest Blood Eagle didn't hold back any longer, and said coldly, "Then I'll take your life right here!"

As he spoke.

The aura around his body, driven by his will, directly transford into an eagle's claw, striking at Qin Feng!

The strength was overpowering.

It made everyone in the hall feel oppressed!

"Damn it!"

The Old Drunkard wanted to shield Qin Feng, but he realized that he couldn't block this attack at the last mont.

People were thinking to themselves that this ti they wouldn't have to watch that kid show off anymore; with one move he would be dead for sure!

But Qin Feng.

At this mont, he was holding the blade with both hands, circulating his breath, ready to face the challenge.

Who would have thought.

At this very mont.

Suddenly, a dazzling red appeared, blocking right in front of Qin Feng!

Boom!!

The eagle claw ford by will clashed against the silk!

That bright red silk, like a copper wall and iron barricade, firmly blocked the eagle claw, creating an explosion of sound.

"What?!"

The Northwest Blood Eagle frowned.

Once everyone regained their composure, they couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: "That, that is... Feng Qian Red Silk!!"

Feng Qian Red Silk.

A top-grade treasure, impervious to both water and fire!

A hundred tis stronger than even the finest Golden Silk Armor!

There is only one in the world.

It is the personal Magic Treasure of the proprietress of Wealth God Inn!

"Has i Niang arrived?"

Everyone started looking around.

i Niang.

That is the na used by the inn's proprietress.

It is also by this na that Wealth God Inn has achieved its current status.

The rules here.

Are also set by i Niang.

People looked around.

At this ti.

From above, petals suddenly began to fall, filling the area with fragrance, instantly dispelling the previously tense atmosphere.

People looked up.

And were stunned to see a beauty dressed in ancient costu, drifting down, like a fairy descending to the earth!

Her clothes fluttered.

Her lips red, teeth white.

Stunningly beautiful without equal!

Her skirt revealed enough, yet was not provocative; her figure enchanting, yet not vulgar.

Every move she made radiated endless charm.

Compelling people to be srized.

Making people drool.

Very quickly.

i Niang landed, and everyone snapped back to reality, quickly wiping the drool from the corners of their mouths.

"I heard that soone wants to break the rules of my inn?"

Her mouth curved into a faint smile, her gaze sweeping around lightly before finally fixing on the Northwest Blood Eagle.

The Northwest Blood Eagle's brows were tightly knitted as he said, "I...did not."

"..."

Seeing this, the crowd was not only startled.

Everyone knew not to ss with i Niang, but to their surprise, even the Northwest Blood Eagle showed signs of fear upon seeing i Niang herself.

No wonder.

There is a saying— rather brawl with King Yan for life and death than exchange half a word with i Niang.

i Niang may seem gentle, sexy, beautiful, and enchanting.

But if you offend her.

You might not have a good life ever again.

This truth has been left behind by generations of powerful people.

There was a rumor that a drunken Grade Eight Grandmaster from the Sea Domain, fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of i Niang, rely requested a drink with her, but ended up losing his eyes.

The reason being, i Niang resented the lustful gaze he cast upon her.

And that was a Grade Eight Grandmaster!

A rarity of the century!

Hence, no matter how powerful you are, in front of i Niang, you must be like a mouse in front of a cat.

She can be sexy.

But you cannot afford to entertain thoughts, or if you do, you must not show them, not even with a glance.

The rules she set at the inn.

No one dares to break.

"According to the rules of Wealth God Inn, if soone cos for revenge, they must co forward, right?" The Northwest Blood Eagle now looked at Qin Feng and continued, "By that logic, he is the one who broke the rules."