Chapter 255
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In that moment, within the courtyard, Wu Teng halted his movements and gazed down at Tang Tianyou, who was spewing blood uncontrollably. With a sneer, he mocked, “Kid, you really are… **despicable**.”
“Now, even if I beat you to death, no one will stand up for you, right? It’s your own fault… for being a bit too talented.”
As his words trailed off, Wu Teng clenched his palm, preparing to deliver the final blow that would end Tang Tianyou’s life.
Tang Tianyou had no connections, no resources, yet he truly possessed a remarkable talent in the art of alchemy.
Master Lu Entropy had even planned to take him on as a personal disciple!
That simply could not be allowed!
So, after conspiring with Wu Lingzhu, the two of them had set a trap, luring Tang Tianyou into it.
And now, their plan had succeeded.
Even if Tang Tianyou were to be killed by Wu Teng, there would be no trouble at all!
Dealing with such a **minuscule** character was far too easy.
“Be a good person in your next life!” With these words, Wu Teng swung his fist down.
In that instant, Tang Tianyou felt as if death was imminent.
But…
Wu Teng’s punch never landed.
A hand grasped Wu Teng’s wrist firmly.
“Ah… It hurts, it hurts…” Wu Teng immediately began to wail in agony.
“Why did you hit him?”
A cold, indifferent voice rang out.
Ye Wushuang appeared behind Wu Teng like a wraith, grabbing his wrist and asking indifferently, “Why did you hit him?”
Wu Teng glared at the young man beside him and cursed, “Who are you? What’s it to you?”
*Crack!*
Ye Wushuang snapped Wu Teng’s wrist with a swift motion.
“Ah…”
A scream, akin to that of a slaughtered pig, pierced the air.
“Stop!”
“Stop!”
Master Wu Xuan and Master Wu Ao both shouted in unison.
Ye Wushuang turned around, his eyes releasing a chilling aura as he glared at the alchemists present.
When the crowd saw Ye Wushuang’s face, they were all taken aback in astonishment.
This was… Ye Wushuang!
The very same young man who had recently resolved a tremendous trouble for the Qingyun Pavilion!
How could he be here?
“Master Ye…”
Master Lu Entropy hurriedly said, “Don’t be impulsive, Master Ye…”
If Ye Wushuang were an ordinary person, the others would have already moved to subdue him.
But today, Ye Wushuang had resolved the humiliation from the Shengdan Pavilion for the Qingyun Pavilion.
Miss Mu Qiqi, the Qingmeng Pavilion’s leader, and Lord Mu Junli all held this young man in high regard. How could they dare to do anything to him?
“Hmph…”
Ye Wushuang let out a soft breath, then suddenly smiled and said, “Alright, I won’t be impulsive!”
“Who can tell me what happened here?”
As Ye Wushuang spoke, his hand gently grasped Wu Teng’s other wrist.
The gesture seemed to imply that if there was no reasonable explanation, Wu Teng’s other hand would be ruined as well!
Immediately, Master Lu Entropy began to recount the entire story in haste.
At that moment, Qing Shihua was also listening nearby and gradually moved to stand in front of Ye Wushuang.
Seeing the palace master, everyone’s demeanor became even more respectful.
After hearing everything, Ye Wushuang’s expression froze.
This scene… was eerily similar to what had happened to him over a month ago!
Now, Ye Wushuang understood.
With a single motion, he pushed Wu Teng to the ground and said indifferently, “Don’t move!”
Staring at Ye Wushuang, Wu Teng was utterly terrified and dared not make a move. The others also hesitated to act rashly.
Ye Wushuang leaned down and looked at Tang Tianyou, who was covered in blood and barely breathing.
“Tianyou…”
In that moment, seeing the swollen face, Ye Wushuang felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.
Tang Wenchuan!
The man who loved alchemy and always had a smile on his face—if he knew that his descendant had become like this, how heartbroken and sorrowful he would be!
If Tang Wenchuan saw this scene, he would surely feel the same way Ye Wushuang did when he was reborn and saw the miserable state of his own clan.
At the sound of Ye Wushuang’s call, Qing Shihua, standing nearby, trembled.
That call seemed more like the tender care and affection of an elder for a younger generation.
Who exactly was Ye Wushuang?
Was it merely because Tang Tianyou was the descendant of Tang Wenchuan, the guard of his ancestor Ye Wentian, who had suffered such humiliation, that Ye Wushuang was so furious?
