Who could have imagined, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, that soone would dare to attack the City Lord's Mansion's Silver Armored Guards in broad daylight?
Moreover, they were lethal strikes.
The most crucial question was, how did this unremarkable-looking fellow possess such terrifying skill?
In the vast tavern hall, everyone was dumbfounded, staring at the scene in utter shock.
This was especially true for Qiao Ziyun. Just monts ago, she had been giving orders with an air of arrogant superiority, but now her expression kept shifting as she subconsciously shuffled backward. Her heart pounded, and her scalp tingled with fear.
The tavern owner, his face ghastly pale and slick with cold sweat, also wanted to retreat. But he was too close to Chen Yang and didn't dare make a sudden move. He could only stand there trembling, caught in a dilemma as large beads of sweat rolled down his face and splattered onto the floor.
After a long mont, the Commander of the Guards finally spoke, his voice grave. "We… we are from the City Lord's Mansion. You…"
"I asked who sent you to capture soone," Chen Yang interrupted, his eyes narrowed.
The Commander: "..."
The crowd: "..."
This… this is just too domineering.
"Hm?!"
That single sound was enough to make the normally proud Commander stumble back several steps. An icy chill shot up from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head, leaving his limbs feeling utterly frozen.
The Commander drew two sharp, shaky breaths before finally speaking, "It… it was our princess. She ordered us to capture you."
Chen Yang raised an eyebrow. He had assud they had discovered that he'd killed that other squad of Silver Armored Guards, which was why they were after him. Now it seed that wasn't the case.
"It was earlier, in the square."
Seeing Chen Yang's confusion, the Commander quickly explained, "Earlier, you glanced at our princess. She… she felt your gaze was improper and grew angry, so she sent us to… to bring you to her."
Chen Yang was astonished. He had indeed glanced her way, but his gaze had held no particular emotion.
Yet to the princess, his look was so improper it made her angry?
Chen Yang finally understood why everyone called this princess unruly. This was more than just unruly. It was outright tyrannical.
"Relay this ssage to her: I was indeed displeased that she found amusent in spilling the blood of innocents in the square," Chen Yang said calmly, rising to his feet with his hands clasped behind his back. "If she still wants to capture , she's welco to try."
"Yes, yes, of course. I'll relay your ssage to the princess, word for word," the Commander stamred, wiping the cold sweat from his brow. He nodded hastily, and seeing that Chen Yang had nothing more to say, he offered an apologetic smile before carefully turning to leave.
Chen Yang ignored him, turning his gaze toward Qiao Ziyun and the others from the Windwelco Academy.
They were also observing Chen Yang.
A young man this brazen shouldn't be a nobody, so how have we never even heard of him?
"I'll admit, you have so skill," Qiao Ziyun said, having finally composed herself. Perhaps feeling it would be a loss of face to remain silent, she spoke up again.
After all, I'm from the Windwelco Academy. With such a powerful backer, what is there to fear here in Shisu Town? Besides, my master is right beside . What do I have to be afraid of?
At this, a smirk touched Qiao Ziyun's lips. She raised two fingers to brush a lock of hair from her forehead, her gaze flicking over him dismissively. "Apologize," she said lightly, "and I'll let this matter drop."
The tavern owner stared in disbelief. This man is clearly not soone to be trifled with, yet this woman refuses to back down? The Windwelco Academy is certainly powerful, but it's nothing compared to the entirety of Yuning Mountain. With the remnant map fragnt attracting all sorts of people to this small town, who knows what major figures are present? To put it bluntly, that woman is arrogant to the bone and looks down on everyone.
Qiao Ziyun's voice rose an octave, haughty and imperious. "What are you waiting for? It's only natural to apologize when you're in the wrong. My patience is limited."
She seed to eagerly await the sight of Chen Yang obediently apologizing. Her narrow eyes glinted with impatience, and her superior posture made it clear she saw herself as so grand, world-shaking figure.
But the man, despite his apparent skill, seed completely unmoved.
Then, Chen Yang laughed. "I'm not sure," he asked with great interest, "what exactly did I do wrong?"
Qiao Ziyun froze. Her throat worked, but no words ca out.
"We were here first," Chen Yang continued with a half-smile, "and my friend already said we would leave after eating. So where did we go wrong? Or is it that we are wrong simply because you say we are?"
Qiao Ziyun: "..."
"Hmph!"
Qiao Ziyun sneered, the arrogance practically radiating from her as she straightened her back. Laughing fearlessly, she said, "Even if you did nothing wrong, you are wrong because *I* say you are. You have to apologize."
She leaned forward, her brow furrowed. "Are you still trying to reason with ?"
BOOM!
With no warning whatsoever, a gigantic palm print materialized out of thin air. It slamd down before anyone could react, the imnse force crushing Qiao Ziyun to her knees.
"What makes you think you're worthy of an apology from ?"
"Soone is wrong just because you say so? Is that it?!"
SMACK.
Chen Yang raised his foot and brought it down squarely on Qiao Ziyun's pretty face. In an instant, blood stread from her broken features.
"Ahhh!" Qiao Ziyun shrieked, her bloodshot eyes filled with venomous hatred.
"You're courting death!"
Qiao Ziyun's master, who had been silent until now, finally exploded in rage. He took several steps forward as a deceptively light-looking palm strike shot toward Chen Yang's head.
"You dare touch soone from my Windwelco Academy? You must be tired of living!"
CLANG!
The Longsword left its sheath.
Chen Yang swung his sword, releasing a frosty Sword Qi so bright it was blinding.
"What?!"
The middle-aged man's expression changed drastically. He desperately threw out a flurry of palm strikes. However, under the devastating sweep of the sword's light, his attacks were useless, disintegrating on contact.
THUD!
With a sudden explosive crack like thunder on a clear day, the man was sent flying backward like a kite with a snapped string. He flew several ters before crashing heavily to the ground. The gash on his chest was terrifyingly deep, exposing the bone beneath.
Everyone: "..."
He's… he's too strong.
"Believe when I say I'd dare to wipe out your entire academy."
Chen Yang's next words plunged every mber of the Windwelco Academy into an icy despair. An extre, chilling killing intent filled the entire tavern hall.
The hall fell into a dead silence.
"..."
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