Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Murong Yuan was afraid of Jiang Chen in the same way she would be if she ran into a crazy man who could beat her up on the street.
Of course, she wouldn’t take a crazy man seriously and think of him as a threat.
If Jiang Chen slapped her, she had hundreds of ways to get revenge.
But even if Jiang Chen died, she wouldn’t be able to get rid of the shame of being slapped in public.
She hadn’t expected him to be so insatiable and lippy.
Murong Yuan thought she had to show him how powerful she was.
“You insult others with mean words, but don’t allow others to speak the same way to you?” said Jiang Chen.
“I was just telling the truth. Look at her. Has she talked back?”
Murong Yuan smiled coldly and looked towards Ying Wushuang, who was behind Jiang Chen under his protection. Then she said, “I feel pity for you, seduced by this woman and destroying your future for her.”
Suddenly, Ying Wushuang, who had been silent, shouted loudly.
“Shut up!”
She walked forward under people’s surprised gazes and said, “Murong Yuan, do you think you’re that great? You weren’t even able to attract your own man. You rely on the power of your family to bully others. As a woman, I’m ashamed of you!”
What a shock. It was an absolute shock!
Ever since the two women had had a problem between them, Ying Wushuang had repressed herself when facing Murong Yuan.
As a result, Murong Yuan had gone further and further everytime.
Everyone was surprised that Ying Wushuang had finally found the nerve to speak to her that way.
Murong Yuan had just said that Ying Wushuang had never talked back. At that moment, she was in a daze. Then her expression darkened. Her beauty was totally ruined.
“B*tch! What did you say—”
Smack!
Something even more shocking happened. Jiang Chen went up to Murong Yuan and slapped her across the face without hesitation while she was shouting.
With a loud and clear sound, Murong Yuan tilted her head to the side. A red handprint emerged on her cheek.
“I told you I would slap you if you said that word again,” said Jiang Chen.
“You!”
The thing Murong Yuan had been most concerned about had finally happened. She had been slapped by a crazy man in public, so the next thing she needed to consider was how to kill this madman!
“You slapped me! You’re doomed. You’re doomed!” Murong Yuan shouted herself hoarse.
As she yelled, a few disciples with strong energies appeared, one after another.
“Miss Murong is so noble! How dare you attack her!”
“You beat a woman. Disgusting.”
“How did such a terrible person join the Hero Palace?”
Those of the Hero Palace surrounded Jiang Chen gradually. They were full of anger, intending to seek justice.
It was natural for them to do so. Murong Yuan was the fiancée of the president of the Sword Association and the daughter of the Murongs.
Their help would be a great favor for Murong Yuan that she would have to pay back someday. It was in their best interests.
They had had the nerve to confront Jiang Chen although they knew he had defeated Shui Chun. It wasn’t difficult to imagine how powerful they were.
Or maybe none of them was a match for Jiang Chen in a one-to-one fight, but things would be different if they fought together.
“Great. A bunch of justice seekers. Where were you when the five of them were bullying one person together?”
Jiang Chen’s words took them down a peg or two. Their aggression gradually vanished.
“This bi…” Murong Yuan had been about to curse Ying Wushuang again, but when she noticed Jiang Chen’s look, she corrected herself and said, “This woman, can she be compared to me?”
“Exactly. Besides, Miss Murong didn’t beat her.”
“It’s wrong for you to hit a woman.”
Those who had come to help came forward once again when they heard Murong Yuan’s words.
“So, do you want to fight with me?” Jiang Chen put his left hand on the handle of the knife.
They immediately stopped, even taking a few steps back involuntarily.
Even if they hadn’t seen how Jiang Chen had defeated Shui Chun, they had seen how he had killed Zhao Yajun in the presence of the grand elders.
“An elder is coming,” someone said suddenly. Those beside Jiang Chen scattered immediately.
“What’s happening here?”
Elder Du Yue strode over. His expression changed when he saw Jiang Chen, even more so when he recognized Murong Yuan, who was standing opposite Jiang Chen. He was regretting his decision to come.
No matter what had happened, the top management of the Hero Palace wouldn’t do anything to Jiang Chen. Du Yue was sure of that.
But Murong Yuan wasn’t easy to deal with, either.
“Elder, he was speaking rudely to Apprentice Sister Murong. He even slapped her. It’s unforgivable!”
“Elder, please defend the Murongs’ dignity!”
The female disciples beside Murong Yuan all started to speak at once. In their words, Jiang Chen was an evil man.
“Oh?”
Not until then did Du Yue notice the handprint on Murong Yuan’s face. The sight of it was shocking to him.
It looked like nothing had happened to Jiang Chen, so he made a decision.
“What excuse do you have? Do you think you can do whatever you want to do because the grand elders are protecting you?” Du Yue shouted.
“Elder, just turn on the recording tactical formation. You’ll immediately see what happened,” Jiang Chen said.
“Do you think everywhere is deployed with that formation? Do you think it’s been prepared specially for you?” Du Yue said without thinking.
First of all, he had intended to intimidate Jiang Chen before the latter could do anything.
But obviously, it was only his delusion. Jiang Chen wasn’t affected at all. He walked towards the pavilion and said, “Even I know the recording tactical formation is deployed here.”
Then he pointed in the air quickly.
What had happened was played immediately, from the time Ying Wushuang had been stopped to when Du Yue had come.
It was extremely quiet while the video was being played.
Du Yue thought for a while when the video was over, then said, “What did you want to show me? To show me how you beat people?”
“Oh? What about Miss Murong’s attack?” Jiang Chen found it funny.
“Cut it out. Murong Yuan didn’t beat anyone.”
“So, if someone brandishes their knife at me, I have to take the strike. Otherwise, defense isn’t allowed. Is that what you mean?” asked Jiang Chen.
In terms of eloquence, Du Yue wasn’t a match for Jiang Chen.
He couldn’t practice back in the days when he was in the Sacred Zone. No matter how great he was, he had to deal with people. Sometimes there were conflicts.
He could usually make mincemeat of others’ arguments. His rivals would be so ashamed of themselves that they wanted to die.
“Besides, elder, do you think her cursing is also all right?” asked Jiang Chen.
“Murong Yuan is from an aristocratic family. There must be a reason that she forgot herself, but you hit her. Whatever arguments you have, you can’t deny that fact.”
What Elder Du Yue had said reminded Jiang Chen of his words and deeds regarding Murong Xing.
“So Elder Du Yue, you think the Murongs are nobler. They’re so noble that even their cursing is allowable?”
“Bullsh*t. Are you going to deny the noble blood of aristocratic families of inheritance and the power of the tribe of Amazing Spirit? You’re from an average family. Are you trying to tell me that everyone is the same and background doesn’t matter?”
Du Yue smiled scornfully as if he had heard a joke.
“I don’t see anything nobler about her than Ying Wushuang, except her expensive clothes,” said Jiang Chen.
“Are you saying I’m not comparable to this nasty woman?”
Murong Yuan had been expecting Du Yue to express her anger, but she found the elder had been rendered speechless by Jiang Chen, so she decided to deal with the latter personally.
