BOOM!
A sudden loud noise left everyone stunned. They stood frozen like statues, eyes wide and speechless with shock.
This old man has such a bad temper.
Everyone could see that the old man had co with ill intentions, but who would have thought that he would strike without warning on the Su Family's territory? And with lethal force, at that.
This palm strike left Su Ling dazed. After recovering his wits, the young master of the Su Family erupted in fury. "You, who are you?"
"The one who's here for your life."
The elder stood aloof, his deanor arrogant as he looked down at Su Ling as if he were a re insect. "Co with ."
What kind of temper did Su Ling have? He flipped to his feet and was just about to counterattack when the elder struck him squarely on the head.
His withered hand shot forward, churning the very air. The atmosphere exploded as though a mountain was crashing down on him.
BOOM!
Tables and chairs were sent flying, and the ground burst open. Dust filled the air, obliterating the sky. With Su Ling's strength, if he were to take this blow, he would be left crippled, even if he were lucky enough to survive.
The surrounding crowd retreated in quick succession, their faces stricken with horror.
This… this is too terrifying!
WHOOSH.
At that very mont, a teacup shot toward them from the direction of the back courtyard, tearing through the air with a muffled whistle.
BANG!
The teacup shattered, the tea within evaporating instantly.
The elder took a step back, his deep eyes fixed on the back courtyard. The hand he had quickly hidden behind his back trembled slightly, tinged with a purplish hue.
HUFF… HUFF…
Having narrowly escaped disaster, Su Ling took deep breaths while retreating several steps, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
This…
The crowd gazed toward the back courtyard in unison.
Does the Su Family actually have a master hidden away?
"Who is it?" the elder demanded coldly.
"Soone you, an old coot, can't afford to offend!"
Su Ling wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered, knowing full well that the person who had intervened to block the blow was Chen Yang.
What kind of person is Chen Yang, and what is his strength? This old coot is nothing!
"Who sent you?" a sowhat ethereal voice suddenly echoed through the world.
"Hmph!" The elder sneered. "Putting on a mysterious act."
He lunged forward several steps, seemingly aiming for the back courtyard, but his real target was still Su Ling. From the previous strike, he could clearly sense that the other party was a Venerable of the Holy Realm, whose strength was likely not inferior to his own. His objective was Su Ling; there was no need to get tangled up with soone else here.
"You old coward!"
The previously bold Su Ling turned pale with fear. Cursing through clenched teeth, he turned to run.
WHOOSH.
A palm imprint materialized several ters in the air and slapped toward the elder's face with blinding speed. The force of the palm was so fierce that space itself trembled violently.
"Scoundrel, how dare you insult ?!"
The elder, erupting in a fit of rage, thrust his own palm toward the sky to et the incoming imprint.
BOOM!
The heavens and earth seed unable to withstand the ferocious collision and began to fracture. Terrifying shockwaves, like sharp blades, sliced unstoppably in all directions. The elder, who stood in the midst of it all, blurred in an instant. As the light fell, a mournful wail pierced the air.
When the brightness dissipated, the elder's bloody and lacerated face ca into view. He staggered back several steps, nearly crashing to the ground. With his hair disheveled and his body stained with blood, he was a pathetic sight. Where was there even a hint of his previous august and noble bearing?
Everyone: "…"
WHOOSH!
A sky-splitting murderous intent poured down. This tangible, almost solid aura was like a gale-force storm surge, wave after wave roaring and rolling, vast and mighty.
"You… you deserve to die!"
The elder's bloodshot eyes suddenly widened as a towering murderous intent burst forth. His words, fueled by anger, reverberated through the small courtyard. He, Zhou Tianyang, a Venerable of the Holy Realm, had actually been slapped in front of countless ants and insects? Most importantly, he hadn't even seen a glimpse of his assailant.
He was Zhou Tianyang, a man who had dominated the Four Seas and Eight Wastelands for decades and was hired by the forr Pri Minister at great expense in his later years. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?
"Kneel."
Those two ethereal words landed like a clap of thunder.
This left the furious Zhou Tianyang stunned and bewildered, followed imdiately by a rage that nearly burst from his chest.
He wants to kneel?
"Haha…" Zhou Tianyang laughed furiously. "While you think so highly of yourself, do you ever consider how you belittle others? When have I, Zhou Tianyang, ever been so humbled as to kneel before anyone?"
Another palm strike descended from over the rooftops, causing the wind and clouds to surge. The murderous intent was now fully apparent.
CRACK.
The floor beneath Zhou Tianyang's feet was instantly crushed, and his body sank several feet into the ground.
"This old man will exterminate you!"
Zhou Tianyang exerted one hundred and twenty percent of his strength. Surrounded by a golden light, he shot up from the ground.
In the blink of an eye, the palm prints collided like thunder from a clear sky.
BOOM!
The golden light disintegrated, and a mist of blood exploded in the air. Like a kite with its string cut, Zhou Tianyang plumted to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Su Ling: "…"
Everyone: "…"
GULP.
Many people swallowed instinctively. How is this any different from swatting a fly?
"Who sent you? What is your purpose?" Chen Yang asked.
"COUGH, COUGH."
"Hmm?!" Chen Yang's tone grew heavier.
Zhou Tianyang's heart trembled. Gritting his teeth, he said, "It was the Little Prince! He heard Su Ling knew the whereabouts of the Forr Chief Military Commander, so he sent to take Su Ling away."
"You an, Zuo?" Chen Yang asked.
Zhou Tianyang: "…"
Zuo?! This…
As Zhou Tianyang's eyelids twitched, an icy chill spread through his body. Who on earth is this mysterious person? What status does the Little Prince hold in Cangyun City? How dare this person call him 'Zuo' in a place like this? That tone was indistinguishable from that of an elder.
For a mont, Zhou Tianyang couldn't tell whether Chen Yang was bluffing or truly a person of great status. If it was the latter, his loss today was not unjust. He had intended to use the Little Prince's na for intimidation, but instead, he had lifted a rock only to drop it on his own foot. Zhou Tianyang's thoughts were in disarray, and he was left speechless.
"Su Ling, give him the number," Chen Yang ordered while Zhou Tianyang was still dazed and unsure of what to do.
This… Is this a turn for the better? Or has this expert, who never once showed his face, ultimately decided to give our Little Prince so face?
Su Ling certainly understood the implication in Chen Yang's words. With a wicked smile, he wrote down Chen Yang's phone number and handed it to Zhou Tianyang. "Lately, the Forr Chief Military Commander has been quite free. Tell that Little Prince to call him anyti."
Zhou Tianyang: "…"
"…"
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