bullyxtreme Chapter 164 You think you're worthy to threaten me?
Chapter 164 You think you're worthy to threaten me?
"Damn it!"
Du Peng's face darkened, and he couldn't help but curse under his breath.
If these important figures were to unleash their fury together, he, a mere branch manager, would be no match for them.
Then, he glanced at the boy beside him, gritted his teeth, and said:
"Young master, this place is not safe to stay for long. I'll hold them off for you for a while, and you can take the opportunity to slip away through the back door."
Admittedly, Li Wudao had previously displayed combat strength comparable to that of an early-stage Martial King, but he had almost no chance of winning against the attacks of the major families in the imperial city.
Li Wudao glanced at him with slight surprise, then smiled faintly, "Thank you for your kindness, Steward Du, but..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a cold snort from not far away.
"Hmph, let's see who dares to protect this brat today!"
Everyone looked up and saw a group of people led by Meng Zhenhu, Wang Xu, and Miao Mingda walking over aggressively.
Upon seeing this, Du Peng's heart skipped a beat, and he knew something was wrong.
Judging from their accusatory manner, things are unlikely to end well today.
"Father, it was this person who injured me by smashing the plaque of the Imperial Treasure Pavilion!"
In the crowd, Miao Lun pointed at Li Wudao with his hand, his voice tinged with sobs and hatred.
"Brother, this bastard has used despicable means to humiliate Chenfei and me. Please, brother, do justice for Chenfei and me, and have him torn to pieces!"
Wang Huan's sinister eyes were fixed on Li Wudao, his face full of murderous intent.
How dare a mere member of a lowly collateral branch of the family make the dignified Fourth Master of the Wang family kneel down and beg for mercy! Even if he were to be crushed to ashes, it would not be enough to quell his hatred!
"Don't worry, Fourth Brother, I will make that little bastard pay a terrible price!"
Wang Xu coldly glanced at Li Wudao, a ferocious look appearing on his thin face.
"Du Peng, was it you who wanted to vouch for this kid just now?"
Suddenly, a mocking remark escaped Miao Mingda's lips. He took a few steps forward, his eyes filled with disdain, and said:
"Don't blame me for not warning you, this kid has offended several of our major families at the same time. Let alone a mere steward like you, even if he came to Leping... well, it wouldn't make a difference!"
Hearing the blatant sarcasm, Du Peng's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty, yet he was unable to refute it.
Miao Mingda coldly withdrew his gaze, then commanded in a condescending tone:
"Boy, if you know what's good for you, bind your hands and feet, kneel down and beg for mercy, and this Minister might grant you a quick death; otherwise..."
What if I say no?
His words were abruptly interrupted.
Li Wudao, who had been silent all along, chuckled lightly, casually surveying the group of so-called important figures without paying them any attention.
In an instant, the brows of the Marquis of Zhennan, the head of the Wang family, furrowed slightly.
"you........"
Miao Mingda's face showed surprise, and he was momentarily speechless.
He didn't expect that the heads of several powerful families would be present, and that a young boy would not only interrupt his speech but also dare to refuse with a smile, his attitude was so arrogant!
"Kid, you're fucking arrogant. Do you even know who these big shots standing in front of you are?"
At this moment, Meng Yan couldn't help but jump out and mocked, extremely displeased:
"Don't think you can run rampant just because you have some strength. This is the imperial city, the territory of our major families. Crushing you is as easy as crushing an ant!"
The atmosphere suddenly turned cold and silent.
"Sigh, this young man is finished for daring to offend these powerful families."
"He has actually provoked all of the most powerful families in the capital, except for the Duke's Mansion. I really don't know where this kid got the guts."
"Offending so many powerful forces at the same time, even the Imperial Treasure Pavilion would have a headache, let alone a nobody like him."
The onlookers kept their distance, pointing and whispering, sighing with disbelief.
Upon seeing this, Li Nanzhi clenched her slender hands, and an anxious look appeared on her pretty face.
Now that things have come to this point, even if his father, Prince Rui, were to come, it would be of no use; it would be impossible to make these major families back down.
"I wonder if you gentlemen could do me the honor of compromise?"
At this moment, the Second Prince Li Sheng, who had been ignored in the crowd, stepped forward.
"I was unaware that Your Highness was here. Please forgive me."
Miao Mingda's eyes flickered slightly. He clasped his hands in a perfunctory bow, then frowned slightly and said, "According to Your Highness... you intend to protect this boy?"
"That's understandable."
Li Sheng nodded.
Upon hearing this, Miao Mingda frowned even more deeply, his expression shifting unpredictably.
He didn't understand how Li Wudao, who had only been in the capital for a few days, could have made contact with the Second Prince, and it seemed that he held a significant place in the Prince's heart.
"Your Highness, I regret that I cannot grant your request. My Wang family is irreconcilably at odds with this boy, and there is absolutely no room for negotiation!"
Wang Xu stood with his hands behind his back and snorted coldly, exuding an extremely strong aura. Even when facing a prince, he did not show any restraint. This was the confidence that the Wang family brought him.
Li Sheng's expression turned somewhat grim, and he was just about to say something.
Suddenly, Meng Zhenhu, who had been silent, slowly spoke.
"If the First Prince were here today, I might give him some face, but Your Highness... you are not qualified to order me around."
He toyed with a jade walnut in his left hand, his face refined, and his calm words revealed the authority and composure of a superior.
The whole place was dead silent.
Everyone felt a chill run down their spines and dared not breathe.
People say that the Marquis of Zhennan wields immense power and acts ruthlessly; now it seems that his reputation is well-deserved.
If he dares to despise even a prince, what is there that he wouldn't dare to do?
"If Your Highness has nothing else to say, you may leave now, lest you get injured later, which would be difficult for me to explain."
Hearing Meng Zhenhu's words, Li Sheng's face turned pale and then red, and his fists clenched unconsciously in his sleeves.
"How dare you, Marquis of Zhennan! Are you threatening His Highness?"
Several servants stepped forward, gritting their teeth.
Meng Zhenhu stood with one hand behind his back and the other hand playing with a jade walnut. He remained silent, simply watching Li Sheng.
However, the invisible aura emanating from them made the royal guards pale and filled them with fear, so they dared not make a move.
"Let's all go back."
Li Sheng looked conflicted and dismissed his men.
He glanced at Li Wudao with a complicated expression, then walked away dejectedly.
With his current strength, he is not yet capable of going head-to-head with the First Prince's camp. It is clearly not worth sacrificing everything for Li Wudao.
"Kid, no one's protecting you now. Let's see what you're going to do against me!"
Seeing that even the Second Prince obediently walked away, Meng Yan stepped forward with a cold smile, once again displaying his former arrogant demeanor.
The atmosphere was frozen solid.
At this moment, all eyes were on a handsome young man, and everyone was curious about his fate.
"Your mouth still stinks. Looks like the lessons I gave you before weren't enough."
Under the tense gazes of many, Li Wudao nonchalantly began to joke.
"you wanna die!"
Meng Yan's lips twitched violently. The thought of those painful experiences made him unable to suppress his anger any longer.
Just then, a blur flashed by.
When everyone came to their senses, they saw Li Wudao suddenly appear in front of Meng Yan and then kick the latter to the ground with lightning speed.
"puff!"
Meng Yan coughed up a mouthful of blood, feeling an unbearable force surge into his body, a piercing pain in his abdomen, and his whole body felt like it was falling apart.
While everyone was stunned.
Li Wudao flashed to Meng Yan's side, who was lying on the ground struggling and groaning. He stepped on Meng Yan's chest and said coldly:
"Were you born in the Year of the Dog? Why do you like barking like a dog so much?"
"Did you take my words, Li, for granted, when I told you to kneel for two hours before you were allowed to get up? Or did you think I wouldn't dare kill you?"
As the kick landed, Meng Yan felt a cracking sound from his sternum, and he couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood, his face contorted in pain and looking utterly exhausted.
"Dad, save me!"
Meng Yan's eyes cleared a bit; the resentment he had felt moments before had now transformed into fear.
"Boy, stop! Otherwise, I will make you wish you were dead!"
This scene was so shocking that even the ruthless Marquis of Zhennan, Meng Zhenhu, could not remain calm. His face darkened, and his astonishing martial arts aura erupted instantly.
To dare to beat his son right in front of him is no different from defecating on his head!
"Threaten me? You think you're worthy..."
Under the apprehensive gazes of the crowd, Li Wudao yawned nonchalantly, looking rather bored.
He had thought these so-called big shots in the Great Yu Imperial City could be really that powerful, but he never expected that the strongest among them was only a mid-stage Martial King.
To be honest, it's so weak that there's absolutely no enjoyment in playing it.
"good very good!"
Meng Zhenhu narrowed his eyes, his tone low and sharp, and said, "So many years have passed, and I never thought that someone would still dare to provoke me. I must say, you have successfully angered me."
At this point, his expression turned even colder, and he said, word by word, "I'm making this clear: no one can protect you today, not even if he personally comes to Le Ping!"
"Today, only one of us, you or I, can leave this place alive!"
His menacing words echoed throughout the room, silencing everyone instantly.
Everyone gasped in shock, falling silent. Clearly, the Marquis of Zhennan was truly enraged, and bloodshed was inevitable today.
Li Nanzhi's pretty face grew paler and paler, and her palms were sweating profusely with anxiety.
The second prince shook his head and sighed, thinking to himself that those who are too strong are easily broken. They have some strength but do not know how to bide their time. In the end, they are digging their own graves.
"Sect Master, Miss Murong, if you don't come soon, I really can't hold on any longer..."
Feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the Marquis of Zhennan, Du Peng wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling apprehensive.
The wrath of a powerhouse of this caliber is something a mere Martial Grandmaster like him cannot withstand.
"Meng Zhenhu, how dare you cause trouble in my Imperial Treasure Pavilion? Do you not want to be a marquis anymore?"
Suddenly, a shout rang out from not far away.
Then a tall, middle-aged man and a beautiful young woman with a purple veil veiled their faces walked quickly towards them.
It was Xiang Leping, the head of this branch pavilion, and Murong Qinglan, a big shot from the main pavilion.