"Trash, all of you, get lost!"
From atop the garbage truck blocking the main entrance, Xiao Bahuang was seething with rage. Yet, his fury couldn't hide the fresh dung smeared all over his head. He didn't care, his only thought was to escape.
"Damn it, it's Xiao Bahuang."
"Move aside, I'm going to chop him."
"Revenge, revenge..."
After a brief pause, many refugees recognized Xiao Bahuang. Facing the beast who had destroyed their homes and families, they all raised their blades, roaring as they lunged forward to fight.
But.
Xiao Bahuang was a Martial God who had hidden his strength!
"You lot, you think you can kill me?"
Xiao Bahuang suddenly flew up into the sky, soaring dozens of meters high. He then landed heavily, enveloped in a black aura. With a muffled thud, a wave of black energy exploded outward.
BOOM—
Everyone within twenty meters.
Was sent flying.
"Hahaha, hahahaha!"
Xiao Bahuang bent over, his neck jutting out. After a bout of wild laughter, he roared again, "If you don't want to die, get lost! Otherwise, if you push me too far, I'll tear you all to shreds. Scram!!!"
The entire battlefield fell silent.
The refugees were stunned!
"Is he a Martial God?"
"So he was hiding his level!"
"What do we do, what do we do?"
"It's useless, we can't possibly win!"
Among the refugees, those with martial arts levels began to murmur. Without heavy firepower suppression, even hundreds of martial artists of lower levels were no match for a powerful Martial God.
"Make way, all of you, move aside!"
Xiao Santai also leaped down, brandishing his saber.
He was followed by over a dozen personal guards.
The refugees retreated repeatedly, many trembling. This wasn't from fear, but from hatred – the hatred of seeing their enemy and being powerless to exact revenge.
Soon.
The refugees truly parted, creating a path.
In the distance.
Brother Shan, who was observing, grew anxious. He nudged Leng Shao and said, "Commander, hurry and bring your men up, otherwise Xiao Bahuang will escape. We absolutely cannot let him escape!"
"Why don't you go?"
Leng Shao actually took two steps back.
"I can't beat him!"
"You think I can?"
"Aren't you the number one ruthless guy?"
"Don't f*** with me!"
Leng Shao pointed at Brother Shan's nose and shouted, "If there wasn't any poop, I'd definitely go up. I fear nothing in this life, except for Brother Xiao and poop."
"Screw you!"
Suddenly, a slap landed.
Leng Shao was sent sprawling to the ground.
Yes.
It was Ye Zixiao who had knocked Leng Shao down.
He had seen Xiao Bahuang on the third floor and was instantly filled with rage. Ye Zixiao's attack on the Xiao family wasn't just for protecting the country, but also to avenge his own family's personal vendetta.
Tang Keke had previously uncovered this information.
Back in the day.
Xiao Bahuang was also an assassin who had pursued and hunted the Ye family.
Therefore, Ye Zixiao had to take his revenge personally.
"Commander!"
"Greetings, Commander!"
Upon seeing Ye Zixiao, Leng Shao immediately plastered a smile on his face. He scrambled up and, along with Brother Shan, solemnly saluted Ye Zixiao, chuckling sheepishly.
"Am I the same as poop?"
Ye Zixiao asked, his voice filled with annoyance.
"Commander, I was just joking."
Leng Shao certainly didn't dare to argue.
"Get lost!"
"Yes!"
"Commander, where are you going?"
"To kill someone!"
After Leng Shao and Brother Shan moved aside, Ye Zixiao walked towards the battlefield of excrement and urine with his hands behind his back. The refugees parted instantly upon seeing him, allowing him a clear view of Xiao Bahuang.
Leng Shao and Brother Shan exchanged glances.
Ultimately, they followed behind...
On the third floor, Tang Keke looked at Ye Zixiao and said with some sadness, "Actually, I could have helped Young Master kill Xiao Bahuang. But, but I'm just so scared of poop!"
"Hahaha!"
Jiang Xiaoyao laughed heartily.
She looked at Tang Keke and smiled, "After so many years, it's really tough on you. If you like him, just say it. You might not be able to be the main wife, but being a concubine is also an option!"
"No, I don't deserve it!"
Tang Keke suddenly became melancholic.
"Keke, when are you planning to tell him your identity? You've worked diligently all these years, you've done enough for the Ye family. There's no need to keep it hidden any longer, right?"
"If he doesn't ask, I won't tell."
"Alright!"
After some enigmatic conversation.
The two women continued to watch.
In the crowd, Ye Zixiao strode towards Xiao Bahuang. However, Xiao Bahuang didn't run. He stood firm, facing Ye Zixiao, cracking his neck and flexing his fingers.
"You are Ye Zixiao?"
"I am!"
"Why are you targeting the Xiao family?"
"Heh, guess?"
"I guess you're sick!"
Xiao Bahuang said, taking two steps forward.
"What, you want to spar with me?"
Ye Zixiao's expression turned extremely cold.
"Ye Zixiao, you really know how to put on a show!"
Xiao Santai, standing behind Xiao Bahuang, suddenly raised his saber and pointed it at Ye Zixiao, cursing, "Do you really think you're invincible? Damn it, my eighth brother is a Martial God, a powerful existence nearing the God King realm."
"Shut your damn mouth!"
Ye Zixiao glared sharply at Xiao Santai.
"Ga!"
Xiao Santai immediately fell silent.
"Ye Zixiao, I truly don't understand why you're attacking my Xiao family with such ferocity. You're just an ordinary civilian, wouldn't it be better to live your life peacefully? Why court death?"
Xiao Bahuang continued to walk forward as he spoke.
"I'll tell you before you die."
Ye Zixiao suddenly launched his attack.
BOOM—
With a muffled thud, their fists collided.
Ye Zixiao, whose level was unknown, and Xiao Bahuang, who was above Martial God, unleashed a gravity-laden strike. The resulting shockwave was incredibly powerful, flipping over thirty meters of refugees around them.
The black aura dissipated.
Xiao Bahuang leaned against the wall!
Ye Zixiao hadn't moved an inch!
"This is impossible, you..."
"Die!"
Ye Zixiao stopped the pretense and had no intention of playing games. Facing his mortal enemy, he showed no mercy. He lunged forward with lightning speed and punched Xiao Bahuang squarely in the mouth.
Puchi!
Xiao Bahuang's mouth was directly shattered.
Ye Zixiao followed up with another punch, smashing Xiao Bahuang's head into the wall. Then, grabbing him by the hair, he swung him overhead and slammed him forcefully onto the ground.
"Puh..."
"It's not over yet!"
Ye Zixiao bent down, grabbed one of Xiao Bahuang's legs, and then spun around, smashing Xiao Bahuang's upper body heavily against the thick perimeter wall.
Rumble—
The perimeter wall collapsed directly from the impact!
"Sia, waahh!"
Xiao Bahuang could no longer speak human words.
Bang!
Xiao Bahuang, like a dead dog, was slammed to the ground again. What happened next was even more terrifying. Ye Zixiao raised his foot and slowly snapped one of Xiao Bahuang's legs.
Bone crunched.
Flesh and blood splattered!
"My God!"
"Is this... is this real?"
"Heh, it's over!"
The dozen personal guards who had jumped out with Xiao Bahuang, seeing him utterly defenseless, all sat down on the ground with a plop. They had given up, they wished for death.
"Run!"
Xiao Santai turned and fled.
He had no intention of saving his brother.
No one blocked Xiao Santai, and he truly ran out of the crowd. Ye Zixiao didn't even glance at Xiao Santai; his eyes were fixed only on Xiao Bahuang. He wanted revenge, and he wanted more information about the assassins?
"You, wuwu..."
Xiao Bahuang, with his broken mouth, couldn't speak clearly.
"You want to ask who I am?"
Ye Zixiao squatted beside Xiao Bahuang.
Xiao Bahuang nodded slightly.
"That year, in the howling wind and snow, our Ye family, the entire clan, was pursued and killed by you. You didn't even spare the elderly and children, slaughtering over a hundred of my Ye family members."
"Ye..."
Xiao Bahuang's eyes were filled with terror.