At that mont, a figure dashed towards Grandmaster Jin.
"Big brother!"
The alard voice of Chu Tianyi ca from behind.
As Grandmaster Jin was about to summon his Spiritual Energy to teach Xin Lin a lesson,
he suddenly felt a twitch in his eyelids.
With a smack, a bright red handprint appeared on Grandmaster Jin’s old face.
"Chu Beiqing!"
Upon closer inspection, Grandmaster Jin saw that it was indeed Chu Beiqing who had pounced in front of him.
Chu Beiqing, who had been dragged away by Chu Tianyi just monts earlier, had unexpectedly doubled back.
"Bullying! No bullying allowed!"
Chu Beiqing’s handso face was filled with anger. Without a word, he began to ferociously attack Grandmaster Jin’s face.
"How dare you hit !"
Grandmaster Jin was imnsely angered, a surge of Spiritual Energy gathering in his hands.
"Grandmaster Jin, stop, you must not harm Bei Qing!"
Emperor Longteng shouted sternly.
The Emperor was intensely protective of his brother, fearing that Grandmaster Jin would hurt Chu Beiqing by accident.
The Imperial Guards also looked at each other in confusion, none daring to step forward to stop Chu Beiqing.
"Chu Tianyi, what are you waiting for? Get that idiot away from here!"
Grandmaster Jin was irate.
He could not defy the Emperor’s command, trying to fend off Chu Beiqing, but although Chu Beiqing may be called a fool, he still had the foundation of a Martial Artist.
The strength in his hands was astonishing. Grandmaster Jin, a Spirit Master, was nothing compared to him. Chu Beiqing’s every hit was targeted and precise, his aim moving from eyes to nose.
Every prominent feature on Grandmaster Jin’s face was viciously "visited" by Chu Beiqing.
Chu Tianyi tried to pull Chu Beiqing away but was kicked aside by the furiously raging Silly Chu.
Chu Beiqing had turned into a whirlwind of fury, swinging his hands left and right, grabbing onto Grandmaster Jin’s beard and hair, yanking out large chunks.
In a flash, up on the stage, Jin Chen was beaten by Xin Lin beyond recognition.
Down below, Grandmaster Jin was being throttled by Chu Beiqing, his face turning sauce red.
The surrounding officials were at a loss for what to do.
"Your Majesty, please save this humble servant."
Grandmaster Jin, too, was battered and bruised but unable to fight back, feeling a world of misery inside.
"Bei Qing, please stop."
Emperor Longteng was also visibly anxious; he knew full well Chu Beiqing’s temperant, that once he set his mind to sothing, he would not stop.
It was unclear what had provoked him, but by his manner, it was evident that he would not stop until he was satisfied.
With a loud bang, Jin Chen was kicked off the stage.
Because of Chu Beiqing’s actions, everyone’s attention was on Grandmaster Jin and Chu Beiqing; no one paid any mind to the battle happening on the stage.
Jin Chen had truly endured thirty punches from Xin Lin.
Every bone in his body was broken.
"Daddy~"
A sweet voice floated down from the stage.
The mont he heard the call, Chu Beiqing, who had been passionately attacking Grandmaster Jin, froze as if hit by an immobilization charm.
He looked up to see his darling daughter smiling at him.
"Daughter~"
Chu Beiqing grinned, showing a big smile.
Daughter...
From Emperor Longteng to all the candidates, everyone was stunned in that mont.
"He bullied you... I bullied him..."
Chu Beiqing muttered incoherently.
Xin Lin jumped down from the stage, walked to her foolish father, squatted beside him, and wiped the sweat and dust from his face.
"What you’re saying is, he bullied , so you’re fighting back for , right?"
Xin Lin said with a beaming smile, feeling incredibly heartward.
Her silly father was truly a maniac when it ca to protecting his daughter.
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