Chapter 133: The Tragedy of the Second Generation Ancestor

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“Kid, speak up, speak up. You offended Young Master Zhen, which means you offended us.” The second generation ancestors shouted emotionally one after another. It was as if Lei Qing had just screwed their mothers.

Lei Qing knew that countless people nearby were watching him, expecting him to tarnish the reputation of the Iron Cavalry Regiment and damage the budding fame of the Black Flag Regiment. That was something he absolutely dared not do.

That was his life’s work, built from nothing, little by little.

After a moment of contemplation, Lei Qing looked calm and said indifferently, “So, you are looking for trouble with me for Wan Liyun.” Just as Zhen Jimu was about to speak, Lei Qing shrugged and said, “It’s a pity I don’t even know if that Wan Liyun fellow is a human or a dog, a horse or a mule. Young Master Zhen, before you make a move, can you explain who exactly that person is? And how did I offend him?”

“Holy crap, you don’t even know Wan Liyun? How do you survive out here?” Zhen Jimu stared with wide eyes and said in disbelief, “Wan Liyun is the Third Young Master of the Wan Family Fort, he is also my sworn Big Brother, and Li Baobao’s fiancé. You kidnapped his fiancée, so of course you offended him. I, Zhen Jimu, always speak reason. Lei, what else do you have to say?”

“Oh, so he is Li Baobao’s fiancé, no wonder he sent you to cause trouble for me.” Lei Qing nodded as if he had just realized something and said, “But I am confused. Since Wan Liyun is Li Baobao’s fiancé, he should be a man, right? His fiancée was kidnapped by me, yet he didn’t show up at my door to save her. And now, he doesn’t even dare to show his face to seek revenge? He sent you, a greasy, powdered dimwit, to make a fool of yourself.”

“Hahaha.” The onlookers watching from afar finally couldn’t help but laugh. Many people began to feel it was necessary to re-evaluate this Commander of the Black Flag Regiment, Lei Qing. Not only was this man’s bearing outstanding among his peers, but his courage was also top-notch.

He had already kidnapped Li Baobao, and now he was in the core territory of the Zhen Family. Yet, facing Zhen Jimu who came to pick a fight, he still dared to mock and jeer so calmly. This showed that he was either a madman or someone with immense boldness.

“You, you, you…” Zhen Jimu was scolded by Lei Qing like this, and his chest instantly felt like it was going to explode with anger. Growing up, no one had ever dared to call him a greasy, powdered dimwit to his face. People who have never been scolded find it even harder to endure such insults.

His sickly face became even paler, and the finger pointing at Lei Qing began to tremble, “You, you are dead, I, I am going to kill you.”

“Young Master Zhen, take your time pointing. I, Lei, will take a step back first.” Lei Qing crossed his arms, took a step back, and made a motion as if to leave.

In his haste, Zhen Jimu took a stride forward to grab Lei Qing, “You still want to leave?”

He never expected that Lei Qing’s movement was just a feint, a tactic of advancing by retreating. As Zhen Jimu rushed forward on his own, Lei Qing suddenly moved, like a flash of lightning. Once he moved, it was like a sudden clap of thunder.

The distance of two or three Zhang between them, with both rushing forward, vanished in an instant. They crashed into each other. Lei Qing turned his shoulder sideways and slammed into his chest like an elephant.

Actually, Zhen Jimu’s cultivation of Fighting Qi was not weak; he had clearly reached the level of Early-stage Silver. But what was the use of an Early-stage Silver cultivation built purely by piling up resources? He had lived in his mother’s embrace all his life, never suffering even a minor injury. Let alone ever having a real life-or-death battle with anyone.

There was a world of difference between him and a strong fighter like Lei Qing who had been tempered through blood battles and life-and-death situations time and again. Not to mention Lei Qing, even Xianyu Bao could easily defeat this second generation ancestor with unsteady footing. Moreover, Lei Qing had launched a ruthless attack while the other was unprepared.

Dong~

With a heavy muffled sound, Zhen Jimu spat out a mouthful of blood and his body flew backward. But it wasn’t over yet. Lei Qing’s figure was as swift and fierce as a hunting cheetah. In his rapid dash, he left behind a trail of afterimages.

He chased Zhen Jimu’s body in mid-air, grabbed him by the chest, and viciously slammed him down from the void.

The two landed together. Zhen Jimu’s back slammed heavily onto the marble floor, and he let out a painful grunt.

That group of second generation ancestors following him and a squad of Zhen Family elites guarding outside all shouted and rushed in. However, Lei Qing had already calmly drawn his Treasure Sword “Lian Zhan” and placed it against his neck.

He said leisurely, “Brothers, don’t be impulsive. I am a timid person and can’t handle being scared. If my hand shakes and cuts off your Young Master Zhen’s neck, it won’t be fun.”

That squad of elite soldiers were all heavy-armored Black Iron-rank veterans, and the leader was directly a fierce general at Mid-stage Silver. Obviously, Zhen Jimu had brought them specifically to fight and intimidate.

Zhen Jimu also knew that his strength was only superficial, so naturally, he wouldn’t lower himself to personally fight Lei Qing. He was used to being arrogant, thinking this was the Zhen Family’s core territory. Anyone who offended him wouldn’t be able to escape Northern Yan City. Moreover, on his own turf, Zhen Jimu had never truly suffered a loss in his life.

In his imagination, once he revealed his aura and identity, that Lei kid would likely be scared out of his wits and kneel on the ground begging for mercy. Then, he would hand him over to his Big Brother Wan Liyun for punishment. That would not only satisfy him but also help his brother deal with an enemy.

His thinking wasn’t wrong. This was Northern Yan City, where the Zhen Family had at least twenty to thirty thousand troops stationed. Who would dare to act arrogantly here? That would truly be like an old man eating arsenic—thinking his life is too long.

Lei Qing’s words and nonchalant attitude also made the onlookers chuckle. They thought to themselves, “You still dare to say you are timid? If you are timid, is there anyone brave in the whole world? Heavens, this is Northern Yan City. You dare to beat someone up directly and put a sword to his neck.”

“Kid, let go of our boss quickly.”

“Lei kid, you are done for, you are doomed.”

“If you don’t let our boss go, I will kill your whole family…”

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“Who just said they wanted to kill my whole family?” Lei Qing’s gaze turned cold as he looked over and saw a second generation ancestor who was jumping around the most. A faint murderous aura seemed to lock onto him, “Slap yourself twice and kneel over to the side.”

“W-why should I listen to you?” That second generation ancestor felt a chill run through his body under Lei Qing’s gaze and began to tremble uncontrollably. But his usual arrogance still drove him to shout, “Damn it, you want me to kneel so I kneel? Who do you think you are…”

“Chi!”

Lei Qing’s Treasure Sword, Lian Zhan, stabbed directly into Zhen Jimu’s thigh. Blood splattered, and a pig-screaming shriek rang out.

Everyone fell silent, looking at this scene in shock. Even that calm-faced, burly, heavy-armored Silver expert looked solemn and said in a deep voice, “Lei Qing, speak properly. Don’t hurt the Young Master anymore.”

Lei Qing ignored him. Instead, he stared calmly at that second generation ancestor and said softly, “That sword just now was for you. I am timid. If you threaten my family again, the next sword will stab him in the face. Zhen Jimu, if you want to hate someone, don’t hate me. It’s because you didn’t teach your underling well. He doesn’t care about your life. How about I stab you a few more times to make him hurt more?”

Hearing Lei Qing’s ruthless words, Zhen Jimu, in intense pain, immediately roared with a pale face, “Sun, hurry up and slap yourself! Get the hell over there and kneel, or I will kill your whole family later.”

That second generation ancestor surnamed Sun was also scared to the point his legs turned weak. He trembled as he fell to the ground, hurriedly slapped himself twice, and cried, “Mister Lei, I, I was wrong. I dare not do it again.” He crawled tremblingly to the side, knelt on the ground, and didn’t dare to get up.

Only then did Lei Qing point a finger at his thigh, using Fighting Qi to help seal the blood vessel. He patted his cheek with a smile and said, “That’s the right way. Being a person requires understanding the situation and cooperating more to avoid suffering.”

“You wanted to settle the score with me just now, didn’t you? Come on, let’s sit down and have a good chat.” Lei Qing held the sword against his neck and made him stand up slowly, “Young Master Zhen, don’t try any tricks. I, Lei, am timid and can’t handle being scared. If you move around, my hand might slip, and your head will be gone. Is that clear?”

“C-Clear.” Zhen Jimu had never experienced the feeling of having his life in someone else’s hands. He was full of grievance and resentment, but what filled him even more was the fear that he might lose his life at any moment. His whole body went soft, and he couldn’t muster any strength.

Lei Qing activated his Spatial Ring and took out a sturdy leather rope. He friendly waved to one of the second generation ancestors who had unsteady steps and was terrified, “Buddy, come here. I plan to have a drink with your boss and talk about our friendship. But you know your boss is naturally lively. I’m afraid if he moves around, I might get nervous and cut off his head. Tie him to the table for me, and tie him tightly. If you dare to try any tricks, I won’t blame you, I’ll only blame your boss for not teaching you well.”

That second generation ancestor gasped, gulped, and almost cried. With so many people here, why did he have to pick me? He didn’t know that his legs were shaking the most?

With the previous example right there, he didn’t dare to disobey Lei Qing. He went up tremblingly and tied him up while saying, “B-Boss. I, this really isn’t my intention. P-please bear with it.” For fear that Lei Qing would find fault if he didn’t tie it tightly enough, he used all his strength to strangle the rope desperately.

“Shopkeeper, we haven’t had dinner yet. Hurry up and bring out the good wine and food.” Lei Qing called out with a calm face, “I want to have a drink and chat with your Young Master Zhen. Remember, put the bill on his tab.”

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