318: C318 Arrogant and Despotic

C318 Arrogant and Despotic

The few people at the side were all descendants of their families, led by the young master of Zhou Family, Zhou Zishan, and even the young masters of the upper, lower, and Zhu and other families.

"Master Qiao, your son is …" Mo Wanchou looked at the corpse and the old couple in shock.

Seeing Mo Wanchou open his mouth to speak, Qiao Wen Sheng immediately knelt down together with his wife, "Master, you want to uphold justice for me? This little old man, this son of mine, today … When I was eating at the Ten Thousand Fragrance Hall today, I was stabbed to death by that little b * stard from Han Family... "

"Master Mo, my son is so pitiful huh? A stab in the waist, a cut in the throat... " The old woman also knelt down and cried.

Mo Wanchou was stumped. He was completely stumped. He naturally knew who that little bastard from Han Family was. However, he didn't dare to offend her. Previously, when Han Ji'er was killing people on the street, he sent people to Han Family to ask for an explanation. But who knew that after sending a few people over, Han Family sent a few heads over.

How dare he offend such a domineering, arrogant and powerful family? Moreover, Mo Wanchou was also worried about the safety of his family. If Han Family were to make a move against his Mo family, then he would be in huge trouble.

If it was before, today's incident would have happened. Mo Wanchou was willing to take care of this matter from his own pocket, but today, he met the Prince of Zi Jin's Xueyang City. If he did not give the prince a good talk, he, the mayor, would have reached the end.

Ye Feii looked at everything coldly. He was unable to find an opportunity to provoke Han Family. But they came to the door of their own accord.

"Yang Cheng, go instruct them." Just say that This King has taken over this matter. " Ye Feii instructed Yang Cheng, who was standing outside the carriage.

"Yes, Your Highness!" Yang Cheng immediately listened to the order, turned around and left. At the same time, Ye Feii's carriage, pulled by a coachman, followed the dozens of Black Flag Army and headed in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Seniors, please get up." The Prince will make the decision for you. " After sending off the carriage, Yang Cheng arrived in front of the Qiao couple. He supported them up with a smile, and at the same time, shot a cold glance at Mo Wanchou. His eyes were filled with mockery.

Mo Wanchou was stunned when he was stared at. His face instantly flushed red. For him to make such a fool of himself in front of a prince, his position as the City Lord was almost up. However, it was because of this feeling that he knew that a storm of blood and gore was about to break out in the Xueyang City.

Han Family was not something that could be easily bullied. If he was the ruler of this place, then Han Family was the emperor of Xueyang City. As for the prince in front of his eyes, he was even more incredible. As long as he gave the order, his Xueyang City would vanish into nothingness within a day.

If these two forces were to fight, he, a small city lord, would have no qualifications to participate.

"Old master, old master, something terrible has happened. Something bad has happened..."

Han Family, a long servant's scream came from outside the Han Family, and ran towards the direction of the clan's interior. As he ran, he shouted loudly, and arrived at the rear principal's pavilion.

Han Ling, who was lying on top of a beautiful woman, immediately stopped squirming after hearing the sound. He frowned and raised his head in anger, shouting out loud: "What are you making such a big fuss about? Hurry up and say it? "

In these four years, under Han Ling's rule, the entire Han Family was filled with three great Supreme Elders, who ignored the household chores due to heavy injuries. The Old Ancestor also left the Han Family, so Han Ling was the only person in power.

The power it held was so great that it had reached a peak within the Han Family. One could be afraid of being the true emperor of the Han Family. Thus, under the baptism of four years of dignity, the young man who was afraid of getting involved in vulgar affairs had now become a powerful, overbearing and imposing grand character.

The dignified voice could be heard from within the room as the servant by the door immediately knelt down. With a trembling voice, he said, "Master, the young master is killing someone outside."

"Murder?"

The woman who was pressed down by Han Ling rubbed her eyes in disdain and said: "So be it! This is not the first time Young Master has killed someone. "

When the woman said this, she seemed quite pleased with herself.

"Madam, you don't know! It was not surprising that the young master had killed someone, but the problem was... Today, a great figure has come to our Xueyang City, and it is said that this person is from the capital, and also … And he's even a prince, and now he's sent someone to capture the young master. " The servant said fearfully.

"Impudent, how could my Han Family allow him, an outsider, to behave so atrociously?" When Han Ling heard this, he immediately became angry. A tyrannical aura seeped out from the room, causing the servants outside to tremble.

"Ah!" Old master, you must not let our children be taken away by those people …

The woman immediately jumped up and screamed.

"Don't worry!" Madam, this powerful prince. Since you've come to my Xueyang City, from today onwards, don't even think about leaving here alive. " Han Ling's face twitched. As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot suppress a snake, Xueyang City is his territory. No matter how powerful you are in the capital, you are just a small lizard here.

City Lord's Mansion

Above the court. Mo Wanchou nervously sat on the master's chair and he was forced to put on a set of city lord's uniform. On both sides, neatly arranged officials and Black Flag Army were standing. In the middle of the officials, there was a old man and woman kneeling as well as a young corpse. Sobbing silently.

Surrounding the court on the left were a dozen young men, including some guests who saw the young master of the Qiao family being killed in the inn, and even Zhou Zishan and the other three. They were all brought here at this moment.

At this moment, the entire court was extremely quiet. Since the person in question wasn't here, it wasn't good for Mo Wanchou to say anything. What's more, he couldn't afford to offend him.

Sitting on his teacher's chair, he was sweating profusely with a flushed face. The only thing he could do was drink some tea to calm himself down.

"Yang Cheng, the people you sent have not come back yet?" Ye Feii sat at the back of the court, on a chair, sipping some refreshments and tea as he said lightly. Yang Cheng, who was standing in the court, could hear him clearly and respectfully, "Yes, Your Highness!"

Ye Feii smiled faintly and said, "Send a few more people."

Ye Feii was not afraid of Han Ling, but was afraid that he would not cause trouble. The more trouble, the happier he would be. It would be best if he killed all the people he sent out, and that would be the best ending. After all, when he sent someone to Han Family, he heard that in the past, when Mo Wanchou sent someone to Han Family, Han Family would immediately send back a few heads.

"Yes." "Your Highness!"

Yang Cheng ordered his men to leave the court immediately.

However, at this moment, two Black Flag Army cultivators rushed in from the outside. These two were the people Ye Feii had sent out.

"Your Highness, the people from Han Family have arrived."

The two Black Flag Army s didn't put Mo Wanchou in their eyes and directly cupped their fists towards Wu Tie who was at the back of the hall.

"Alright, you can leave now!"

Ye Feii smiled faintly.

"Haha!" What a grand atmosphere! Brother Mo, I heard that there was a prince in the capital. Why didn't you inform me so that I could go out and receive you? "Haha!"

Before the person even arrived, a domineering voice came from outside the City Lord's Mansion. Everyone turned to look in the direction of the main hall, only to see a young man of about twenty-four or twenty-five wearing a purple robe. He had a mustache and triangular eyes. He was striding forward brazenly.

Beside him stood a beautiful woman. The woman was holding onto a four or five-year-old boy. The boy had a dagger hanging at his waist as he stared angrily at the court.

Behind these three people were more than thirty martial artists wearing black robes. All of them had weapons hanging from their waists, and their killing intent was awe-inspiring.

Mo Wanchou's words were stuck in his mouth as he faced that aura. He couldn't say a word. The entire court fell into silence.

"Brother Mo, where is the prince that you mentioned earlier?" Bro, I want to see it too! Just in time to see if it's real or fake. " Han Ling came to the center of the court and looked at Mo Wanchou provocatively with a sneer.

"Impudent!" You don't dare to kneel in front of the prince. "You still dare to spout such arrogant words."

When Yang Cheng saw this, his face turned red and he scolded on the spot.

However, the moment Yang Cheng's words came out, Han Ling's eyes flashed fiercely. In the group behind him, the Master Ma suddenly disappeared from his original position and slashed down at Yang Cheng.

"What?"

Yang Cheng did not expect these troublesome citizens to dare to raise their swords and kill in the court.

Caught off guard, he moved the saber in his hand forward to block.

"Puchi!"

The blade's energy fiercely pressed down and the rolling Profound Strength was like a huge mountain pressing down. A mouthful of blood sprayed out from Yang Cheng's mouth.

However, Master Ma continued to slash down.

"This is bad!"

If the opponent displayed such powerful strength with the first slash, then the second slash would only end in death in a situation like this where there was no strength left.

However... Just when Master Ma's blade was about to hit Yang Cheng.1

"Swoosh swoosh!"

From the back hall, a thumb-sized shadow shot out.

"Clang!"

Master Ma's broadsword was split in two, and a thumb-sized shadow charged straight up.

"Puchi!"

"Ah!" Old master, you must not let our children be taken away by those people …

Master Ma's body was thrown away. A tiny bloody hole appeared on Master Ma's shoulder, from the front to the back.

Boom!

Master Ma fell to the ground, clutching his wound in pain.

It was not only him, even Han Ling and the others were shocked. They looked towards the projectile and found not far behind Master Ma was a green grape with some blood still left.

It was obvious that the hidden weapon used to attack and even pierce Master Ma was this grape.

"Men, capture these traitors!"

Yang Cheng came back to his senses and scolded on the spot.

Immediately, fifty Black Flag Army s drew their weapons and surrounded him.

"Step down."

At this moment, a faint voice came from the back of the court.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Hearing these words, Yang Cheng immediately acknowledged and gave the order for the other Black Flag Army s to leave.

In Mo Wanchou's eyes, he was too scared to say a word. If that expert from Han Family had chopped at him just now, he was sure that he would not have the confidence to dodge.

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