PFC Chapter 171 Seeking Death? The Astonished Crowd
Chapter 171 Seeking Death? The Astonished Crowd
As he spoke, Fei Han strode forward and stood in front of Li Wudao, looking down at him with undisguised threat on his face.
"I thought he was a smart man, but now it seems I misjudged him."
Disappointment flashed in Meng Zhenhu's eyes, and he shook his head dismissively.
"Brother Meng, I told you long ago, I watched him grow up, how could I not know his capabilities?"
"That kid's a good-for-nothing. He's only gained a little strength, and he's already got himself all high and mighty. He'll run into trouble sooner or later. Look at him, haha!"
Wang Xu almost burst out laughing. He had never felt things go so smoothly before. The feeling of watching the enemy walk into their own death without having to lift a finger was truly exhilarating.
The atmosphere was unusually somber.
The various factions looked at each other in bewilderment. Even a second-rate sect like the Biyun Sect did not dare to speak up and could only watch helplessly.
No one dared to speak up at this time, lest they displease Shen Ming and suffer dire consequences.
"This is so hard for me..."
Xiang Leping glanced at Shen Ming, who was lost in thought, and then looked at Li Wudao, who was sitting there expressionless, with a troubled expression.
These two guys don't look like easy targets; if we don't handle them well, we might suffer.
Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and forced a smile, saying, "It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding..."
“This young master Li is a friend of our Imperial Treasure Pavilion. I was unaware of Young Master Shen’s arrival and made some oversights in the arrangements. I hope Young Master Shen will forgive me and not punish young master Li. I apologize to you here.”
After saying this, he bowed deeply to Le Ping, his expression reserved.
After all, it was Murong Qinglan who instructed him to make sure Li Wudao was treated well, and now that this situation has arisen, he should step forward and express his opinion, both morally and logically.
As for the consequences, that's another matter.
"this........."
Little did they know, this scene left everyone, who were unaware of the reason, completely stunned.
What's going on? Xiang Leping, who is comparable to the patriarch of several major families in the capital, is actually taking the initiative to plead for a stranger.
If this gets out, it'll probably shock a lot of people!
"Junior Brother Li truly deserves to be called a peerless genius personally bestowed by the sect leader. Wherever he appears, he commands respect and becomes the center of attention..."
Looking at Xiang Leping's determined yet apprehensive expression, Shen Ming secretly admired him and felt inferior.
"It seems I have no choice but to owe Yubaoge this favor."
Li Wudao was somewhat surprised and felt a surge of goodwill towards Xiang Leping.
Knowing that Shen Ming came from the Xuantian Sect and had an extraordinary status, he still dared to stand up for him and help him out of the predicament. For this reason alone, he deserved to be looked up to.
Suddenly, Fei Han glared at Xiang Leping with a cold face and said, "What do you mean? Can't you see that Young Master Shen is still here? What, is Pavilion Master Xiang planning to disrespect Young Master Shen?"
This cold snort, tinged with accusation, immediately caused the branch pavilion master's expression to change slightly, and he hurriedly explained, "This pavilion master did not mean that..."
"I don't care what you mean, but you can't protect this kid. If you dare to interfere again, you'd better think about the consequences!"
Impatiently flicked his sleeve and threatened arrogantly.
Immediately, ignoring Xiang Leping's grim expression, he swung his fist directly at Li Wudao's chest, grinning maliciously:
"Kid, in your next life, open your eyes wider and don't offend people you can't afford to mess with!"
The fierce winds of the punches raged across the arena, moving with lightning speed, causing many to tremble.
"what!"
Beside Li Wudao, Li Nanzhi's pretty face turned pale from the pressure of the escaping power, and she had some difficulty breathing. She subconsciously let out a scream.
In an instant, her mind went blank and buzzed, making it extremely difficult to even utter a single sentence.
She was absolutely certain that this punch could easily kill her!
Not far away, Murong Qinglan stood calmly, her beautiful, watery eyes fixed on Li Wudao, flickering with uncertain light, as she murmured, "Let me see where your limits are..."
For some reason, she always felt that this young man had some trump cards up his sleeve.
Because he was so calm, and possessed a casualness and indifference that were completely different from other teenagers his age, he was mysterious and fascinating.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye.
Just as Fei Han's fist was an arm's length away from Li Wudao.
"Snapped!"
Suddenly, a sharp slapping sound rang out.
Immediately, Fei Han was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, rolling several times on the ground before finally coming to a stop.
Upon closer inspection, a very clear handprint was visible on one side of his cheek, red, swollen, and bleeding, a truly pitiful sight.
The sheer force of it is evident.
Upon seeing the person groaning on the ground, everyone present was astonished and rubbed their eyes in disbelief.
What happened?
Why was it Fei Han who got kicked out?!
Meanwhile, the Li Huo Sect members, who had just been gloating, were now completely dumbfounded.
Especially Luo Xinrou and Luo Jialiang, the siblings, had their faces turn red and then pale, and the faint smiles on their lips vanished instantly.
"Young Master Shen, why did you hit me? You should have hit him!"
After a long while, Fei Han staggered to his feet, feeling the burning sensation on his cheek. He felt both aggrieved and angry.
Even though he was very unhappy, he didn't dare to show it. He could only look at Shen Ming with longing, hoping that the other party could give him an explanation.
"Shut up, are you trying to teach me how to do things?"
Unexpectedly, Shen Ming stood with his hands behind his back, gave him a cold glance, and didn't give him the slightest bit of kindness.
Damn, he's got some nerve! Even he doesn't dare to lay a hand on Li Wudao.
This little brat not only made verbal threats but also dared to lay a hand on me. He's really asking for trouble!
That's fine, but the main problem is that you shouldn't lay a hand on him in front of him. Isn't that just forcing yourself to beat him up?
"No... I wouldn't dare."
Fei Han's expression shifted between light and dark. After struggling for a moment, he ultimately did not refute.
He couldn't understand why Shen Ming would target him, a "meritorious official," and why he would do such a drastic thing.
Is it because he hastily conceded defeat in the ring?
But is it really necessary to target him like this?
"Young Master Shen, isn't there some misunderstanding here?"
At this moment, Luo Xinrou steeled herself and stepped forward, intending to defend Fei Han, "Senior Brother Fei is only doing this for your own good. It's all that kid surnamed Li's fault..."
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Ming slapped him across the face, cursing, "Misunderstanding my ass! Do you think I know you that well? Get lost!"
To dare to sow discord right in front of Li Wudao, do you really want him to die sooner?
It should be noted that he had taken the initiative to back down, risking his own future, and it was only with great difficulty that he managed to ease the tension with him.
As a result, he ran into these annoying people today, each one adding fuel to the fire, which really made his brother furious.
"........"
Luo Xinrou trembled with fright, covering her burning red cheeks, feeling very indignant.
Why did Xiang Leping say it was a misunderstanding and everything would be fine, while she suffered such humiliation before she even finished speaking?
Right now, she didn't dare say a word, and slunk away to the side, looking extremely ugly.
This unusual scene truly surprised everyone.
Just moments ago, the eldest son of the Shen family had seemed detached and aloof, looking down on worldly affairs. Now, his emotional state was truly unfathomable.
The perceptive Murong Qinglan naturally noticed that something was amiss.
She first glanced at Shen Ming, who stood angrily, then looked at Li Wudao, who was still sitting quietly, and her brows furrowed.
Putting Shen Ming aside for now, this boy's reaction was far too calm, wasn't it?
She vaguely sensed something, yet she couldn't quite believe it.
Just as Murong Qinglan was sorting out her thoughts, she saw Li Wudao, who had been sitting still for a long time, slowly stand up.
Under the puzzled gazes of the crowd, he glanced around, his eyes lingering for a moment on the Second Prince, who was watching the scene with great interest, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
Immediately, Li Wudao withdrew his gaze without showing any emotion, walked towards Shen Ming, and said with a faint smile, "Young Master Shen, is that right? May I borrow that knife at your waist?"
This question stunned everyone present.
A moment later, a chorus of skepticism and mockery drifted through the crowd.
"No, does he have a big face? How dare he borrow weapons from Young Master Shen?"
"Exactly, they really think they're something special. They don't even know who Young Master Shen is. He doesn't even have the right to talk to him."
"Young Master Shen's sword is named 'Mo Han,' and it is made of ten-thousand-year-old cold iron. It is a genuine mid-grade Heaven-rank spiritual weapon. Why would he lend it to someone so easily?"
"It is said that the national treasure of the Great Yu Dynasty is only a low-grade Heaven-rank spiritual weapon. This young man actually dares to ask to borrow such a precious weapon. Heh... I can already imagine how miserable he will be after being rejected!"