"How could that be? I havenât lived enough yet." Bei Dou Yan shrugged.
"Then today is your last day!" the guard said coldly.
"What? You plan to attack me in the guild? Do you not know the rules of the guild?" Bei Dou Yan showed no fear, instead wearing an expression of provocation.
"Attack you? Youâre mistaken!" The guard sneered, as a powerful force materialized. He said fiercely, "The rules of the guild are dictated by our Young Master Huo, and I want you dead!"
As soon as he spoke, the guard unleashed the terrifying power of a Six-Star Divine Monarch, charging recklessly at Bei Dou Yan.
Bei Dou Yan was merely a Five-Star Divine King and absolutely no match for a Six-Star Divine Monarch, but he remained unfazed.
To start a fight within the guild, how arrogant could you be?
Seeing the situation spiral out of control, the maid trembled so much she couldnât speak, not knowing what to do.
The guardâs disregard for the guildâs rules made Feng Wuchenâs expression turn cold.
The guild had regulations: no fighting in the guild, or face the consequences.
But the guard accepted by Young Master Huo ignored the guildâs rules completely.
"Boom!"
"Spit!"
At the guardâs strike, Feng Wuchen punched swiftly, and with a loud explosion, the terrifying force made the Six-Star Divine Monarch guard cough blood, his figure directly flying out of the guild hall, life or death unknown.
The sudden scene shocked everyone in the hall, all eyes turning towards Feng Wuchen.
"Is this kid stupid? Does he not recognize Young Master Huo? He dared to attack someone!"
"Quite bold, heâs clearly tired of living. Donât think youâre great just because you have some skills; Young Master Huoâs second uncle is the guildâs Second Elder!"
"Theyâve angered Young Master Huo; the three of them are dead meat! They wonât leave the guild alive!"
The crowd looking at Feng Wuchen wasnât intimidated but viewed him as if they were watching an idiot.
"To severely injure a Six-Star Divine Monarch with one punch without activating any power, it seems your cultivation has reached the Divine Emperor level." Young Master Huo said arrogantly, coldly glancing at Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen remained indifferent, ignoring him completely.
"Kid, you probably donât know the power the Huo family holds in Guild City. Attacking a member of the Huo family means youâre an enemy of the Huo family," Young Master Huo said coldly, exuding a sharp killing intent.
"He attacked, whatâs wrong with me fighting back?" Feng Wuchen asked curiously.
"Then Iâll attack too; try hitting me." Young Master Huo said coldly, fists gathering terrifying power, swiftly punching towards Feng Wuchen with fluid motion.
Liu Qingyang shook his head slightly, sighing, "Seeking trouble on purpose."
Young Master Huoâs speed was indeed terrifying, but to Feng Wuchen, it seemed as slow as a snail.
"Boom!"
"Crack!"
"Ah!"
With a casual punch, Feng Wuchenâs fist collided with a loud explosion, and as the fists met, Young Master Huoâs face twisted, bones cracking as he flew backward, screaming as he crashed onto the guild entrance beam.
"You asked me to hit." Feng Wuchen grinned.
"Young Master!" The Huo family guards shouted in panic.
"Gasp..."
The scene made the cultivators, guild maids, and guards catch their breath in fear, eyes nearly bulging out.
The bone-cracking sound was extremely clear; everyone heard it distinctly.
Feng Wuchen dared to hit Young Master Huo, and even crippled Young Master Huoâs arm!
"Trouble! This kid is audacious! He dared to cripple Young Master Huoâs arm! Does he really not want to live?"
"So strong... Young Master Huo is a Five-Star Divine Emperor; this kid crippled him with one punch!"
"Who is this kid? Terrifying! He must be at least a Seven-Star Divine Emperor!"
The guild hall erupted with startled cries from the cultivators.
"Young Master Huo!" Several guild guards and maids quickly checked Young Master Huoâs injury.
Young Master Huo, thunderous with rage, glared at Feng Wuchen with bloodshot eyes, clutching his right arm furiously, "Damn kid, you dared to cripple my arm; I want you dead! Call for help now! Donât let them escape!"
"Young Master, Iâll return immediately!" A guard shouted, rushing out of the guild desperately.
"The Chief Auctioneer is here!" someone shouted.
Just after Young Master Huoâs arm was crippled, a stunning woman in a fiery red cheongsam quickly approached, several pretty maids trailing behind.
The woman in the fiery red cheongsam was Qingyao, the guildâs Chief Auctioneer, alluring and lethal.
"Itâs over; the Chief Auctioneer is here!" Feng Wuchenâs reception maidâs face changed again, retreating several steps in fright, face pale.
"Young Master Huo!" Seeing Young Master Huoâs hand, Qingyaoâs enchanting face turned pale with shock and rushed up.
This revered figure being hurt would have unimaginable consequences!
"What happened? Who hurt Young Master Huo?" Qingyao frowned slightly, her stunning visage adorned with a layer of frost, intimidating to behold.
The crowd pointed fearfully at Feng Wuchen.
"Who is this kid that can cripple Young Master Huo!" Qingyao frowned again, her beautiful eyes sweeping towards the calm Feng Wuchen.
"Chief Auctioneer! This damn kid crippled our Young Masterâs hand; if you want to keep your chief position, kill that kid for me!" A Huo family guard shouted angrily at Qingyao.
Qingyaoâs face turned ugly; as the guildâs Chief Auctioneer, since when could a Huo family guard reprimand her like this?
But with Young Master Huoâs arm crippled, Qingyao dared not escalate the situation, fearing to further enrage Young Master Huo.
Young Master Huo slapped Qingyaoâs pretty face, angrily shouting, "What are you standing there for? Donât you want to sit in the Chief Auctioneerâs position anymore? Huh! Do I have to teach you what to do?"
"Sorry, Young Master Huo, please calm down. Iâll give you a satisfactory explanation." Qingyao said hurriedly, her beautiful eyes full of grievance and resentment.
"Explanation my ass!" Young Master Huo cursed, "You wretches, if it werenât for me, you wouldnât even be in the guild!"
Watching Young Master Huoâs rage, the crowd fearfully retreated from the guild, afraid of getting involved.
"Chief Auctioneer, it was... it was Young Master Huoâs side who..." Feng Wuchenâs reception maid began, only to be silenced by Qingyaoâs fierce glare, retreating several steps and falling silent.
The maid gave an apologetic look towards Feng Wuchen, as if to say: sorry, I canât help.
"Capture them! Leave them to Young Master Huo!" Qingyao commanded coldly, and the guild guards charged forward.
"Letâs see who dares!" At that moment, a voice elderly yet full of authority rang out, shocking the guild hall into changing expressions.