Chapter 388
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Ye Wushuang, however, paid no heed to the situation. With an unwavering determination, she summoned thirty-two streams of sword energy and unleashed them in a single, decisive strike.
*Boom*…
A thunderous noise echoed through the air as Zhou Zhe’s body was instantly propelled backward. With a resounding crash, he collided with the wall behind him. The thirty-two streams of sword energy, as if oblivious to his spiritual weapon gauntlets, tore through them like they were mere illusions. Like a superior-grade spiritual weapon, they sliced through his gauntlets and left thirty-two gashes across his body.
Before Zhou Zhe could even slide down the wall, the thirty-two streams of Tai Xu sword energy erupted once more, striking with deadly precision.
*Thud… Thud…*
The sword energy pierced through Zhou Zhe’s arms, legs, abdomen, and chest, pinning him to the wall like a grotesque display. His body was left hanging there, impaled and helpless.
“*Ahhhh*…”
A blood-curdling scream pierced the air, reverberating through the room and beyond. Ye Wushuang took slow, deliberate steps toward Zhou Zhe, her eyes cold and resolute.
“You’ve made me break my promise once again,” she said, her voice devoid of any emotion. “So, you must die!”
The onlookers around them were left utterly stunned. Ye Wushuang, a mere sixth-rank in the Condensation Pulse realm, had defeated Zhou Zhe, a ninth-rank in the same realm, in a single, devastating move. It was a defeat so complete that Zhou Zhe had no chance to defend himself.
“*Ahhhh*…” Another wail of agony filled the air as Zhou Zhe, now at Ye Wushuang’s mercy, shouted, “You bastard! Let me go! Let me go… If you dare kill me, my father won’t let you live!”
“Is that so?” Ye Wushuang’s fingers formed a sword-like gesture, and with a flick of her wrist, one of the Tai Xu sword energies sliced through Zhou Zhe’s left arm.
*Thud*…
A blood-soaked limb fell to the ground, and Zhou Zhe’s scream intensified as pain coursed through his body. At that moment, Qing Yinzhen could no longer stand by and stepped forward, trying to mediate. “Ye Wushuang, stop this. Zhou Zhe only slapped your sister…”
“Only?” Ye Wushuang spun around, her eyes blazing with fury as she sneered at Qing Yinzhen. “My sister, I wouldn’t even dare to hit. Who does he think he is to lay a hand on her?”
Qing Yinzhen tried again, his voice trembling. “Ye Wushuang, if you kill him, it will cause a huge disaster. You won’t be able to bear the consequences!”
*Whoosh… Whoosh…*
Streams of sword energy shot towards Qing Yinzhen, stopping just a hair’s breadth from piercing his body. In that moment, Qing Yinzhen was drenched in cold sweat. Ye Wushuang’s murderous intent was palpable, and it was clear she was not bluffing.
“If you utter another word, I’ll kill you too. Do you believe me?” Qing Yinzhen’s face turned pale, his mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out.
Qing Shiyu stood beside Ye Feifei, silent and unmoving. She knew Ye Wushuang well. No one could harm his family and get away with it. Ye Feifei, seated in her chair, watched her brother’s fierce demeanor with a sense of warmth in her heart. Seizing the moment while everyone was stunned, she reached out and picked up another piece of fish, popping it into her mouth.
*Though her head was still spinning*, she couldn’t help but savor the delicious steamed jasmine fish. It was truly delightful.
Ye Wushuang turned back to Zhou Zhe, her expression cold and indifferent. “Next time, make sure you know who you’re dealing with. Not every girl is fair game for you to hit.”
With those words, she clenched her hand into a fist.
*Thud… Thud…*
The streams of sword energy tore through Zhou Zhe’s body, reducing him to a heap of fragments.
Zhou Zhe was dead.
Ye Wushuang’s actions were swift and merciless. This time, everyone around, including Qing Yinzhen, was left speechless and stunned.
Qing Yinzhen had thought Ye Wushuang would just vent her anger, perhaps sever Zhou Zhe’s arm, which could be reattached later. He had assumed it would just be a grudge between the two. But he never expected Ye Wushuang to kill him. To kill the son of the current first-rank Grand Marshal of the Qingyun Empire, Zhou Yuanding!
This was a grave matter indeed!
Without a word, Ye Wushuang turned around, hoisted her sister onto her back, and left the restaurant.
“*If you seek revenge, come to the Ye Mansion. I, Ye Wushuang, will face you*,” her voice echoed through the air. In the next moment, the entire tavern erupted into chaos.
Qing Shiyu hurried to Qing Yinzhen’s side and huffed, “You didn’t stop him from showing off in front of Ye Wushuang. Hitting her sister was asking for death.”
With that, she rushed out after Ye Wushuang. Qing Yinzhen stood rooted to the spot, dazed.
*Didn’t I stop Zhou Zhe?*
*Why didn’t you stop Ye Wushuang?*
What are we going to do now? Zhou Zhe is dead, and he was killed here, in front of everyone. There’s no way the Zhou family will let this go!
“Quickly!” Qing Yinzhen urged. “Take Zhou Zhe’s body away and send it back to the Zhou family!”
One of the men beside him looked troubled. “What do we tell them?”
“Who do I ask if you ask me?” Qing Yinzhen’s face was grim as he glanced at the half-eaten steamed jasmine fish on the table. His heart sank even further.
This was a bloodbath caused by a single fish.
