Chapter 3

Molong was taken aback, and the Northern Kingdom's imperial guards were even more surprised that a 15- or 16-year-old Amu would say such things, their faces changing in unison. Even Yuer had never seen her brother in such a manner.

At this moment, the commotion at the Wang family residence had already alarmed the neighbors on all sides. However, seeing the troops at the Wang residence, they did not dare to get too close, only climbing onto the walls, trees, and rooftops at a distance, craning their necks to watch.

When Amu's voice rang out, they were also startled.

Amu was usually very kind, and he had a great reputation in the small town. Since Wang Jue beating Amu was no secret, Amu never argued with anyone and often just smiled when he suffered a minor loss. Therefore, the townspeople all thought Amu was honest and weak, never expecting him to speak such harsh words today.

In fact, they did not understand Amu. Amu was kind to the good and ruthless to the evil. The people of Willow Town were simple and honest, so Amu was naturally kind. The Northern Kingdom's troops were arrogant and bullying, how could Amu bear it? Naturally, he revealed his killer's nature.

At this moment, Molong was stunned for a moment, then quickly came to his senses, but he was so angry that he laughed.

"Good! Good! Such arrogance! Seize him! How dare a village boy obstruct the Northern Kingdom's imperial guards?"

With a single command, the two soldiers in front rushed straight toward Amu, while the other soldiers did not move.

They were the Black Eagle Regiment of the Northern Kingdom's imperial guards, the elite of the army, with their own pride. Two people grabbing Amu was already out of anger; otherwise, how could the Northern Kingdom's imperial guards lose their dignity to deal with a village boy?

The two imperial guards were top-notch warriors, and they did not take Amu seriously at all. Each extended an arm, attacking from both sides to try to subdue Amu.

"Yuer, step back!" Amu shouted, a flash of killing intent passing through his eyes.

Seeing the two men grab him, Amu did not retreat but advanced instead. Having not used his hands for over a decade, his killing skills were still firmly etched in his mind, not diminished in the slightest.

Amu moved, his right hand forming an eagle claw, directly aiming for the throat of the soldier who had pushed Yuer.

His movements were as swift as lightning, his claws cutting through the air. When Amu acted, he showed no mercy.

The Northern Kingdom soldier had not yet reacted when he felt a dark shadow flash before his eyes, and his throat tightened.

"Ugh—" The sound was only half out when the soldier's face turned from a dark purple to a ghastly white.

Amu exerted force with one hand, and with a "crack," the soldier's throat bone was crushed.

Amu swung his hand, and with a "thud," the soldier's body hit the other soldier.

The other soldier, taken aback, instinctively tried to catch his comrade but felt a powerful force like a tidal wave, as if struck by a massive stone in the chest.

The soldier's body was immediately thrown out of the Wang family's gate. "Spurt—" A mouthful of blood spewed out.

"Wow—" At this moment, more and more people gathered outside the Wang family's gate, and when they saw Amu's actions, there was a commotion.

"Amu hit someone—"

"What hit? The one spitting blood is probably dead!"

"What eyesight, the one whose neck was grabbed is the one who's done for, I think I heard his neck break..."

"Amu killed the Northern Kingdom's imperial guards..."

"Is that Amu? He's ruthless!"

"Serves them right! These royal soldiers always bully the people, Amu is doing a good deed for the people!"

"Ten coffins, and you will surely be punished by heaven! Is the ruler not afraid of heaven?"

"Keep your voices down, what are you making such a fuss about!"

The neighbors were buzzing with discussion. Some of the more timid ones ran away, not daring to watch, while others spread the news, hoping to cause more chaos.

At this moment, the Northern Kingdom's imperial guards were all stunned, and two soldiers hurriedly went to support the two men.

The one whose throat Amu had locked was already dead, and the one spitting blood was severely injured, his chest bones likely broken as well.

"Commander!" "Swish, swish!"

More than twenty soldiers, their blood boiling, instantly drew their weapons. Blades and swords gleamed, and a killing aura filled the air. All eyes were fixed on Molong.

Although the Northern Kingdom's imperial guards were elite, they rarely saw combat and rarely suffered casualties. They did not expect that in the small Willow Town, a village boy would actually cause one death and one injury.

With the death of their comrade, the soldiers were all red-eyed. They did not know about the prince's secret order. At this moment, as long as Molong gave the command, they would massacre the Wang family.

However, Molong, being the commander, saw his subordinate die, and his anger suddenly subsided, becoming much calmer.

The Southern Town Prince had repeatedly instructed him to treat Wang Jue with respect, which he had not understood. Now, seeing the boy's clean and ruthless skills, he realized that this was no ordinary person. If Wang Jue could make a celestial coffin, he must be a reclusive master.

Thinking of this, Molong waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to calm down.

"I didn't expect you to have such skills, Young Master Amu!" Molong sneered at Amu.

"I dare not! I am just a coffin maker!" Amu stood with his hands behind his back, his face still youthful, but his eyes were as cold as Molong's.

"Quite a coffin maker!" Molong, of course, heard the double meaning in Amu's words, then he unsheathed his battle saber from his back and handed it to a nearby soldier.

"I'll just loosen up a bit!"

Hearing this, the soldiers were taken aback. The commander of the imperial guards was no ordinary person; he usually did not need to act personally. But today, they were surprised that the commander wanted to act personally, and they were naturally puzzled.

"Why use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken? Commander, you don't need to act personally. Just give the order, and we will level this place! Not just the Wang family, but the entire Willow Town!" A large, dark-skinned man shouted, and the other soldiers echoed him.

The people of Willow Town heard this and drew in a sharp breath. The idea of the entire Willow Town being massacred made the dark-skinned man seem like a reincarnated demon.

"Nonsense! Hold your positions, and don't let anyone from the Wang family escape!" Molong glared at the dark-skinned man.

In fact, Molong was also in a difficult position. With the death of his subordinate, if he, as the commander, did not seek justice, he might lose the respect of his men. But if he rashly stormed the Wang family, who knew what would happen? Acting rashly, failing to obtain the celestial coffin, and angering the Southern Town Prince would be a major mistake.

Therefore, the best strategy was for him to personally capture Amu, ensuring that Wang Jue would show himself.

As for whether he could capture Amu, Molong had never doubted it. As the commander of the Black Eagle Regiment, Molong naturally had extraordinary abilities. If he could not capture a village boy, how could he be the commander of the imperial guards?

"Amu's hands are ruthless, I hope the general will think carefully," Amu said calmly to Molong.

Molong sneered, looked at Amu, and said, "Young Master Amu, go ahead and attack. If I lose, today's incident will be forgotten, and I will return to face the consequences. However, if I win, I want to see Old Master Wang Jue and request a coffin."

Amu smiled faintly and nodded, saying, "If I can get past Amu, everything can be discussed." Saying this, Amu stepped aside, indicating that Molong should come into the courtyard to fight.

Although the Wang family's courtyard was filled with many pieces of wood, it was still quite spacious, enough for the two to move freely.

Molong did not say more, said "Excuse me," and stepped forward, raising his single hand, which cut through the air, heading straight for Amu.

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