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Chapter 94 of 100

Chapter 94

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The middle-aged man's face twisted into a sinister smile. Of course, he knew Li Jiawei's identity.

But so what? She had come to him of her own accord. Moreover, what could the Li family do to their Guo family?

If she had to blame anyone, it could only be herself for overestimating her abilities. She dared to block him from killing Ning Yi with just the third level of Qi cultivation.

Like a mantis trying to stop a cart, she was seeking her own death. He would take this opportunity to cripple her and cut off the Li family's hope.

With his mind made up, his battle aura condensed once again, preparing to destroy her inner Qi sea in one move.

Seeing the middle-aged man turn around, Li Jiawei knew his intentions. She was well aware of the vast gap between their levels, but she had anticipated this. What she hadn't expected was how ruthless he would be.

But Li Jiawei was Li Jiawei. Her beautiful eyes flickered, and she shouted, "Guo Brush, if you have the guts, kill me to my face!"

She twisted her body and lunged at the middle-aged man's palm, as if seeking death.

The middle-aged man, whom she called Guo Brush, initially cursed her cunning in his heart.

Though he was reluctant, he had no choice but to pull back his hand.

Although the Li family couldn't do much to the Guo family, her sudden outburst changed the nature of the situation. If she hadn't spoken, he could have claimed it was an accident.

But with her shout, if he killed her, it would be clear that it was intentional.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, he could only reluctantly pull back his fist.

However, his cultivation was far superior to Li Jiawei's. Failing to strike her, he immediately used a grappling technique and headed straight for Ning Yi, saying, "Hmph, if you have the guts, protect him again!"

Li Jiawei couldn't be killed, but Ning Yi was no problem at all!

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to strike Ning Yi, a powerful force surged from the side! He couldn't control his momentum and was directly hit by this terrifying force, flying off the stage and landing heavily on the floor.

"Thud!"

Although the fall didn't seriously injure him, being thrown like that in front of everyone was a complete loss of face for a mid-level Red Rank warrior!

"Who! Who dares to interfere with my actions?" He looked around nervously, then leaped up, stood up, and subtly patted his buttocks, feeling extremely embarrassed. Damn!

"It's me!" A calm voice sounded in his ear.

Guo Brush looked over and his face turned angry, "Zhao Yizhi, what do you mean by this?"

"Nothing much!" The curator of Chongwen Pavilion slowly walked to Ning Yi's side, extended his hand, and placed it on Ning Yi's inner Qi sea, closing his eyes to focus, seemingly checking Ning Yi's injuries.

Then he opened his eyes and sighed in relief.

Ning Yi was fine.

"Zhao Yizhi, you dare to meddle in our Guo family's affairs?" Guo Brush was furious, "Is that brat your disciple?"

The curator shook his head.

"Is he your relative?"

The curator shook his head again, "No relation at all!"

"Hmph, if that's the case, why are you protecting him?"

"Just don't like you, is there a problem with that?" The curator said calmly.

"Uh... you..." Guo Brush was speechless, this bastard was too arrogant.

"If you want to fight, come at me..." The curator glanced at him disdainfully, "I'll use one hand!"

"Zhao Yizhi... don't be too arrogant..." Guo Brush's fists clenched, but he didn't dare move. The gap in their levels was too great. Zhao Yizhi was rumored to have already broken through the Orange Rank, probably at the mid-level, a full rank higher than him. They couldn't fight.

Fortunately, he wasn't alone. He had prepared well today and glanced at the old man with a missing ear standing beside Ma Pi.

The old man had been indifferent, wanting to watch from the sidelines.

But now, he had no choice but to step in. This was the best time to show his authority.

He walked forward with his hands behind his back and said, "Curator Zhao, as the curator of Chongwen Pavilion, you are a school employee, that's one point. Additionally, you are a member of the Feng Ying family, which must remain neutral in all conflicts, that's the second point. Despite these, you openly protect a madman who committed violence in the martial arts hall. What is your intention?"

As he spoke, he took a step forward, and a dense orange battle aura faintly appeared at his cuffs!

Anyone who understood knew this was a characteristic of a late-stage Orange Rank warrior!

His cultivation clearly surpassed the curator.

"Hmph, I see, Guo Brush dares to be so arrogant and cause trouble in Nanling Middle School because you're backing him," the curator looked at the old man with no fear.

"I don't dare to back him, but I, Ma Jing, must step in to uphold justice today!" The old man scanned the crowd and said calmly, "Anyone who disagrees can challenge me... I'm determined to kill this little brat today."

The onlookers were silent, this was a blatant threat!

In the venue, the curator of Nanling Middle School had the highest cultivation, but this old man clearly surpassed him. There was no room for negotiation!

"Using power to bully the weak, what kind of person are you!" Just as everyone was silent, Gu Ying and Li Jiawei walked to Ning Yi's side. Li Jiawei directly scolded the old man with the missing ear.

The old man was taken aback, clearly not expecting Li Jiawei to dare to curse him!

How dare he! His eyes locked onto Li Jiawei, his face turned cold, but he smiled faintly, "Heh, two little girls, don't think you're pretty and can disrespect your elders. Today, I'll teach you a lesson!"

He took a step forward, preparing to strike.

But before he could move, a mocking female voice came, "Uncle Ma, what a show of power, bullying a third-level Qi cultivator with your late-stage Orange Rank cultivation. If this gets out, the Ma family might as well give up their face."

Then a slender figure stepped forward and continued to mock, "How about this, I'll let you teach me instead!"

This was too much of an insult!

Ma Jing's eyes turned cold, and he looked at the source of the voice, feeling a chill.

Because the speaker was Yang Yu, the idol worshipped by the entire Haiyang District, the ultimate martial police goddess!

She was only 24 years old, but her cultivation was terrifying, reportedly at the late-stage Orange Rank, almost reaching the Yellow Rank.

Her玄Ice Blade had swept away countless beasts, and in the Haiyang District, and even the entire Haixi Region, few dared to provoke her. Although his cultivation was similar to hers, he couldn't escape if she added a weapon.

He had seen this unexpected guest as soon as he entered, but the Ma family and the Yang family had always been on good terms, and he never thought Yang Yu would intervene.

"Yang Yu, what do you mean?" Honestly, although Ma Jing was old enough to be Yang Yu's father, he was still intimidated by her. Yang Yu was known for her domineering style, and her father was ruthless, famous throughout the Haixi Region.

"Nothing much, he... she... she... no one can touch them, that's all," Yang Yu pointed at Ning Yi, Gu Ying, and Li Jiawei with her slender finger and said slowly.

"I already said, I must kill Ning Yi today!" Ma Jing's eyes turned fierce, "Officer Yang, I respect you as a heroine of our Haiyang District, but the Ma family's affairs are not something you can stop."

"Is that so? Then try to touch him!" Yang Yu slowly walked to Ning Yi's side, put her arm around his shoulder, and smiled faintly, "He's my brother. If you touch a finger, I'll cut off your leg. If you touch his leg, I'll cut off your head... If anything happens to him, I'll tear apart your entire family... I, Yang Yu, always keep my word."

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Also, a quick note: The book is titled "Divine Butler," so it's naturally related to this. I know the story starts slowly, but it's a habit I can't change. I'll speed up, I'll speed up!

Building an empire of beautiful women doesn't happen in a day! Hehe.

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