Oops, the princess is surrounded by the male protagonists

Chapter 622 You've all mocked me, are you ready for the worst?

These foul words enraged Yuwen Yi and the others, and they were about to lash out.

Bai Yue, who had been enduring their mockery, finally spoke up.

"Xiao Shuang, there's no need to get angry."

Bai Yue curved her lips into a smile, her gaze calmly sweeping over the group of people whose faces still wore mocking smiles. Her tone was indifferent, as if stating a simple fact:

"Have you forgotten? I am the 'White Plague God'."

She paused, a glint of something eerie flashing in her eyes.

"Anyone who is disrespectful to me, harbors malice, or speaks ill of me..."

"Today is going to be a bad day for everyone."

With just this simple sentence, the smiles on the faces of the group of people who had been laughing and mocking instantly froze.

The "White Plague God's" "formidable reputation" was brought up again, and the "legends" about his opponents inexplicably twisting their ankles, straining their backs, being knocked unconscious by turtles, or even suddenly falling ill instantly flooded many people's minds.

"...It's just a coincidence! Besides, we didn't go into the arena to fight that 'White Plague God,' so this misfortune definitely won't befall us!"

Feng Wanchang still spoke loudly and disdainfully, but as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "whoosh!" and something hit him lightly on the side of his neck.

"Which bastard dares to ambush me?"

Feng Wanchang was both shocked and furious. He covered his neck, looked up and cursed loudly. However, what answered him was more and more intense whooshing sounds!

"Whoosh whoosh-!"

This time, it wasn't just his neck; his arms and back were also hit repeatedly! Although it wasn't enough to cause serious injury, each blow struck a sensitive spot, causing both pain and numbness.

"Ouch! Who? Who is it?"

Feng Wanchang was beaten so badly that he was in a mess and looked terrible. When he looked down in surprise, he saw that there were just ordinary pine needles lying at his feet.

Just as he was looking around like a headless fly, filled with shock and anger, a cold voice carrying anger came from above.

“My grandson is right.”

"You bastards, you're really going to be in big trouble today."

Upon hearing this, everyone quickly looked up and saw that Ming Jingxing had quietly appeared on the ancient tree where the Three Emotions Guards of the Demonic Sect had stood.

"Laughing at my grandson to my face?"

Ming Jingxing's voice was not loud, but it carried a chilling aura.

"I see you guys... have really been living a comfortable life for too long, and have forgotten how this 'old monster' used to 'reason'?"

"Old Monster Tianyi?"

"Oh no! How could I have forgotten about this fiend!"

Everyone present showed fear. They were so busy mocking Bai Yue, who was "not yet firmly established," that they forgot that there was a once powerful and decisive "grandfather" standing next to her!

"Not good! Let's go!"

Murong Chuan was the first to react. He didn't care about saving face anymore and tried to run away with a low growl. But Ming Jingxing sneered and casually swung his left arm, creating a gust of wind.

"Since you've forgotten, I'll help you remember!"

The next moment, countless pine needles from the giant ancient tree simultaneously detached from the branches, and then, like a green rainstorm whipped up by a gale, carrying internal force, it hurled towards everyone.

"Oh my God!"

"Run!"

"Help!"

Screams and screams filled the air as the men abandoned all pretense of martial arts prowess and gang leader authority, desperately swinging their weapons to parry.

"Strange, why am I so itchy?"

"No, I'm so itchy I have no strength left, I'd better run away quickly!"

Just then, some fine powder drifted to the people's side. When they inhaled it, they felt unbearable pain and itching all over their bodies. They had no mind to resist Ming Jingxing's attack and could only run away.

"Let's go too!"

The other martial arts practitioners who were watching the spectacle were also terrified by the terrifying scene before them. Fearing that they would be caught in the crossfire, they all retreated to a distance.

In the short time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the area around the arena, which had just been crowded with people, became completely empty, as if swept away by a whirlwind.

Apart from the members of the People's Protection Alliance, Suxian Palace, and Thunder Gang who remained safely in place, everyone else had fled.

"Hmph, just because I haven't shown my power doesn't mean I'm a pushover!"

After jumping down from the treetop, Ming Jingxing landed next to Bai Yue. He patted his sleeves, his lazy and nonchalant smile returning to his face, and then winked at Bai Yue.

"My dear grandson, remember this: when dealing with these foul-mouthed people in the future, don't waste words, just use your strength to shut them up."

"The problem is, I need to have the ability too!"

After muttering a curse to himself, Bai Yue cupped his hands in a respectful gesture to Ming Jingxing and said...

"Thank you so much, Grandpa Ming, for standing up for me!"

"Hey, don't just thank your eighth aunt's husband and forget about your Uncle Fu!"

As Fu Xiuyu spoke, he slipped a medicine bottle into his sleeve. Clearly, the powder that had left Murong Chuan and the others in such a sorry state was something he had secretly sprinkled.

"Ha, birds of a feather flock together indeed!"

Bai Yue looked at the two protective elders and bowed deeply with a smile. Before she could express her gratitude, Lei Yaohong strode over, his tone earnest.

"My benefactor, our Thunder Gang is willing to help you eradicate the Voodoo Cult. If you need anything, please feel free to ask!"

"Haha, Grandpa Lei, you're too kind."

Bai Yue cupped her hands in greeting to him.

"As I've already said, the key to this mission is the quality of the personnel, not the quantity. I appreciate your good intentions, but there's really no need to make such a fuss."

Seeing this, Lei Yaohong didn't press the matter and readily responded.

"In that case, we will follow the old immortal master to eliminate the demon! But if you need our help in the future, my benefactor, just send a message, and I, Lei, will certainly lead my men to your aid!"

Having said that, he turned and left with the Thunder Gang disciples.

Once they disappeared from sight, Yuwen Yi immediately approached Bai Yue, his face full of curiosity as he pressed her for answers.

"My wife, what exactly is your plan? Just how shrewd is this so-called 'shrewd person'?"

Bai Yue smiled but did not answer, only winking mysteriously.

"Well, we'll discuss that in detail when we get back. Anyway, this mission will not force anyone; it's entirely voluntary."