Chapter 7

Wang Huaxing recognized Liu Yanqing and immediately shouted, "Steward Liu, he wants to kill me! Save me quickly!"

He felt as if he had grabbed a lifeline at this moment. Saitu Reading.

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Mo Shaogong bowed to Liu Yanqing and pointed to Mu Bei, saying, "Steward Liu, you came just in time. Today, I set up a banquet here to invite the talented people of the city to discuss martial arts. I intended for a friendly exchange to promote mutual progress, but he turned out to be extremely barbaric, starting a fight at the slightest provocation. Please, Steward Liu, uphold justice!"

Liu Yanqing had a mysterious identity, and even his father did not dare to offend him casually. In front of Liu Yanqing, he did not dare to be arrogant and was very polite.

"Nonsense!" Mu Yiyi angrily said, "It was Wang Huaxing who started the trouble first, not my brother!"

"Just a verbal dispute, and he resorted to violence, everyone saw it with their own eyes. Even now, he is still pressing down on Wang Huaxing!"

Mo Shaogong said coldly.

"Yes!"

"He is too domineering, acting as if he is the emperor!"

"Very excessive!"

In the Xuanzi Pavilion, the other few people spoke up one after another, echoing Mo Shaogong's words.

Liu Yanqing glanced at the crowd in the Xuanzi Pavilion and his gaze fell on Mu Bei, "Let him go, cripple one of your arms, and I will let you leave."

With his experience, a quick glance was enough to know that what Mu Yiyi said was true.

However, he knew their identities. Mu Bei was just a foster son of the Mu family, not favored by the Mu family, and far inferior to Mo Shaogong and others. Weighing the pros and cons, he naturally chose to target Mu Bei.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Mo Shaogong's mouth. Just a foster son, no matter how capable, what was he in the face of his status?

Wang Huaxing said resentfully, "Aren't you going to let go of me? Do you still dare to cause trouble in front of Steward Liu..."

Crack!

Mu Bei twisted his hand, directly breaking Wang Huaxing's arm, making him scream in pain before he could finish his sentence.

Mo Shaogong and the others' faces changed. They never expected that even with Steward Liu present, Mu Bei would still dare to act like this!

Liu Yanqing's eyes narrowed slightly, "It seems you really want to die." He then ordered the guards behind him, "Drag him away, chop him up, and feed him to the dogs."

Several guards, with their muscular bodies, exuded a powerful pressure as they approached Mu Bei.

"You dare!"

Mu Yiyi stood in front of Mu Bei. "Miss Mu, fists and feet have no eyes, you'd better move aside."

Liu Yanqing's expression was calm.

At the same time, Mu Bei said, "Yiyi, come behind me."

"Brother, they..."

"It's fine."

Mu Bei said.

Mu Yiyi, full of worry, but obedient to Mu Bei, stood behind him.

"Young man, you have some courage, but you chose the wrong place."

Liu Yanqing placed his hands behind his back and ordered the guards to act.

The guards exuded a strong pressure as they approached Mu Bei.

Mu Bei was completely unconcerned, looking at Liu Yanqing calmly, "If I were you, I wouldn't rush to act but would first go to the Tianzi Pavilion and ask the guests there, saying that Mu Bei has arrived."

Hearing this, Mo Shaogong and the others couldn't help but sneer. Was Mu Bei crazy? How could he ask Steward Liu to report to the guests in the Tianzi Pavilion, saying "Mu Bei has arrived"? What did he think he was?

Unlike them, Liu Yanqing's pupils constricted, and he shouted at the guards who had already approached Mu Bei, "Stop!"

Today, a great figure had arrived at the Tianzi Pavilion, something that ordinary people absolutely did not know, but Mu Bei seemed to know!

Moreover, Mu Bei, who had injured people so severely in the Tianfeng Tower, showed no fear in front of him. Could it be that he had some connection with the great figure in the Tianzi Pavilion?

With this thought, he did not dare to act rashly.

The great figure in the Tianzi Pavilion was someone even those behind him could not afford to offend. If Mu Bei really had a connection with that person, and he injured Mu Bei, it would be disastrous!

"You stay here!"

After instructing the guards, he hurriedly left.

...

Tianzi Pavilion...

A young girl in a white dress sipped tea, with a gray-robed old man sitting beside her, and a silver-robed middle-aged man sitting opposite.

"Princess, Elder Ning, Mu Bei is just a foster son of the Mu family. His exceptional medicinal skills are surprising, but why do you say he has unparalleled martial arts talent? According to my investigation, Mu Bei's meridians are completely shattered, and he has lost all his cultivation. How can such a person still have martial arts talent?"

The middle-aged man had a look of doubt.

Elder Ning chuckled, "City Lord Mo, one cannot judge the world by hearsay alone."

The middle-aged man, who was indeed the city lord of Puyun City, Mo Qianyuan, was even more puzzled, "But, I have thoroughly investigated, and Mu Bei's meridians are indeed completely shattered, and he has lost all his cultivation. There must be no mistake!"

Even the girl in the white dress was slightly puzzled and couldn't help but ask, "Elder Ning, I saw his medicinal skills with my own eyes, and they are indeed very powerful! But how did you see his martial arts talent?"

Elder Ning chuckled, "Princess, do you remember when that young man used a needle on me and then patted my abdomen with the back of his hand?"

The girl nodded, "Of course I remember."

"That pat seemed casual to others, but its subtlety was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. The force it carried instantly penetrated my body, causing my blood to boil briefly without harming me, to enhance the effects of the gold coin grass and red blood core, and to guide the silver needles to expel the toxic blood from my body. This level of force control is far beyond even me."

Elder Ning sighed.

The girl was shocked, "Even you, Elder Ning, are far inferior? How is that possible?!"

Elder Ning was her father's right-hand man, with cultivation already at the Transparent Realm, a true martial arts master with exquisite force control, yet he said he was inferior to a teenager!

"Elder Ning, is what you say true?"

Mo Qianyuan was full of disbelief.

"Of course." Elder Ning nodded, looking at the girl with a serious expression, "Princess, this young man named Mu Bei is no ordinary person. His future achievements will be boundless and will far surpass me! You should make every effort to befriend him, which will be good for both you and your father! Even if you cannot befriend him, you must not offend him, remember! Understand?"

"Understood, Elder Ning!"

The girl in the white dress said earnestly.

Elder Ning had a lifetime of experience, having been through at least hundreds of bloody battles, and had seen countless geniuses, but he had never given such high praise to anyone. Now, he was so serious about this matter, how could she not listen?

"That's good."

Elder Ning smiled.

Seeing this, Mo Qianyuan also made up his mind to build a good relationship with Mu Bei!

At this moment, a light knock came from outside.

The girl glanced at the door and said, "Come in."

Liu Yanqing cautiously pushed the door open, first bowing to the girl, and then spoke respectfully, "Princess, a young man in the Xuanzi Pavilion asked me to deliver a message, saying... saying that Mu Bei has arrived."