Chapter 29
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Just as he landed and had yet to steady himself, a cold and indifferent voice suddenly rang out from behind: “Where do you think you’re going?”
Qin沧felt cold sweat trickling down his back, his entire body going numb. As he turned around, he was met with the cold, ruthless expression of Ye Wushuang. He collapsed to the ground, trembling and stammering, “Ye Wushuang, don’t be reckless. If you kill me, the Qin family will never let you go. Never.”
But in the next moment, Ye Wushuang lunged forward and slapped Qin沧across the face.
“Offending one Yun family isn’t enough for me! Adding another Qin family won’t make a difference!”
**Smack!**
Another slap landed, and now both of Qin沧’s cheeks were swollen, his head spinning.
“Yun He dared to hit my sister, so he died. Did you learn that from him?”
**Smack!**
Yet another slap came down.
At this point, Qin沧felt as if his head no longer belonged to him. Meanwhile, the street had quickly gathered a crowd, all watching in astonishment.
“Who is that?”
“It looks like… it’s Ye Wushuang from the Ye family!”
“No way? Who’s the one getting beaten up?”
“It’s Qin沧from the Qin family… This guy has always been a jerk, relying on his family’s power to do as he pleases. How did he offend Ye Wushuang?”
“Huh? Wait a minute!”
“What?”
“Didn’t Ye Wushuang fail to cultivate martial arts for three years, unable to absorb any spiritual energy? This morning, at the Sacred Dan Pavilion, Yun Qingyue even exposed his despicable actions. How… how does he have strength now?”
The onlookers began to chatter and discuss among themselves. But Ye Wushuang continued to slap away, completely disregarding the gazes of the crowd.
Qin沧, lying on the ground, now had his cheeks battered and bloody, his teeth shattered and scattered all over the place. He seemed lifeless, not making a single sound.
“Stop!”
Suddenly, the crowd parted to make way for several figures who emerged. Leading them was a young man with a handsome face and long hair, standing tall and exuding an extraordinary aura. He wore a light blue robe, with a silk sash around his waist and jade pendants hanging from it, giving him an extremely elegant appearance.
“Ye Wushuang!”
The young man was taken aback upon seeing Ye Wushuang. Ye Wushuang looked up, wiping the blood from his face.
“Qin Ming!”
Qin Ming was a highly renowned genius from the Qin family in this Flowing Moon City. At just seventeen years old, he had already reached the sixth level of the Physical Cultivation realm and was said to be on the verge of entering the seventh level, even more formidable than Yun Chang.
“Ye Wushuang, are you courting death?”
Seeing the battered and bruised Qin沧on the ground, Qin Ming shouted, “You dare to lay a hand on a disciple of the Qin family!”
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang stood up, placed his foot on Qin沧’s head, and sneered at Qin Ming, “Do you know that even a god wouldn’t dare to touch a single hair on my sister’s head?”
Though no one knew how Ye Wushuang had gained his strength, the public beating of Qin沧was something that the Qin family’s children could never accept. Ye Wushuang was trampling on the dignity of the Qin family!
“Let him go! Right now!”
Qin Ming repeated, “Release Qin沧and come back to the Qin family to face punishment!”
“And if I don’t?”
In response to Ye Wushuang’s question, Qin Ming’s voice turned cold, “Then you die!”
At that moment, the onlookers quickly dispersed, creating some distance between themselves and the confrontation, fearing they might get caught in the crossfire.
At this time, Xiao Yuan also descended from the building with Ye Feifei in tow, watching from outside the crowd. Ye Feifei leaned on Xiao Yuan’s shoulder, worriedly saying, “Will my brother be okay? It’s all my fault for running out recklessly, but I… I was just so worried about my brother…”
Seeing Ye Feifei’s considerate demeanor, Xiao Yuan felt a softness in his heart. He gently patted Ye Feifei’s head and comforted her, “Don’t worry, your brother is very strong!”
“I know…” Ye Feifei continued, “My brother couldn’t cultivate martial arts for three years and was ridiculed by others. He was framed by the Yun family, but he survived and remained strong. My brother is the strongest!”
Xiao Yuan looked at Ye Wushuang in the crowd. This young man, who seemed a year or two younger than himself, seemed to have his own share of painful past experiences.
