Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 144: The Pretentious Di Hero and the Terrified Zhao Old Master

The entire Baihua Pavilion hall fell silent in an instant.

Countless gazes turned towards the young man, as if they were looking at a dead person!

After all, Di Hero was known for his motto, "Whoever I want dead, dies."

Di Huaijie smashed a wine cup heavily and said, "Kid, do you know how to write the word 'death'?"

The young man replied, "I don't know. Can you demonstrate it for me?"

Di Huaijie's face turned cold, like a venomous snake choosing its prey. The beauty in his arms had turned pale and was trembling. After a dozen breaths, he suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Interesting, interesting. Give him some wine!"

No one in the martial world was a fool. Di Huaijie had caused trouble wherever he went and considered himself a master. He had been practicing martial arts for thirty years, from the ninth rank of the Martial Dao to the present, relying on a pair of discerning moves to survive countless dangers.

This young man seemed to have no realm, but he remained calm and composed under the gaze of over a hundred experts of the seventh rank or higher. Such a person either had confidence or was a fool.

This young man didn't look like a fool!

The bartender had already brought a wine jug and three plates of appetizers, which were sent by Di Huaijie.

The young man took a sip of wine and suddenly slammed the chopsticks on the table.

This person was naturally Xin Zhuo.

Di Huaijie was the second candidate for the Golden Five Elements Practitioner. He only lacked one more practitioner of the fifth rank to break through to the fifth rank and integrate his True Qi.

Unexpectedly, this Di Hero, who was celebrating his birthday, had been keeping an eye on him for three days. As a result, Xin Zhuo had not taken a step out of the Baihua Pavilion. Even when he went to the bathroom, he had to bring a few followers and two beautiful girls.

He had no choice but to take the initiative to approach him.

The sound of the chopsticks hitting the table was loud and startled everyone again!

The madam who had crawled up from the ground ran over and accompanied him with a smile, saying, "Young master, is there anything else you need? You don't have to get angry like this!"

She gestured and whispered, "Di Hero said whoever he wants dead, dies."

Xin Zhuo pretended not to hear and said coldly, "How can I drink without a beautiful woman? Call Cat over to serve this lord. It is said that Cat has a very well-endowed chest. I have admired her for a long time. I would like to lie in her arms and drink to my heart's content."

As soon as these words came out, the madam and the entire hall of guests were stunned!

Who didn't know Miss Cat, who was only eighteen years old? She used to be a clean and honest girl, although she was a courtesan. She was the epitome of purity and beauty. As a result, she was occupied by Di Huaijie and became his favorite.

Cat sat in Di Huaijie's arms and looked at Xin Zhuo with great interest. But when she felt Di Huaijie's anger, her eyes immediately filled with mist, and she leaned on his shoulder pitifully, saying, "Master Di, I'm scared!"

Di Huaijie's face turned terrifyingly cold. This night, Cat, who was soaked in water, was his favorite. He slapped the table and stood up, saying, "I knew you were here to cause trouble, but did you even bother to find out who I, Di Huaijie, am? I will wipe out your entire family as easily as picking something up from a basin! You little bastard, you have no face!"

"Very well! You're asking for death! I'll be waiting for you outside!"

Xin Zhuo turned around to leave.

"This..."

Who among them had ever witnessed such a scene? Di Hero's words were not empty. Whoever he wanted dead, died.

"Why bother going outside? I don't need even a moment to kill you! No one can stop me from killing you. Now, even if you beg for mercy, it's too late!"

Di Huaijie's figure flashed and pounced forward with a terrifying momentum. Tables and chairs flew, and the surrounding crowd quickly moved away.

Xin Zhuo simply stood still, but he stuffed a piece of pig's ear into his mouth and said, "There are all kinds of trash in this world. Whoever he wants dead, dies? Let him die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, nine figures, enveloped in terrifying Five Elements True Qi, appeared from various places such as the windowsill, the entrance, the second floor, and the ceiling. They quickly surrounded and intercepted Di Huaijie.

Di Huaijie naturally noticed and his charging body froze, his scalp tingling.

Nine against one!

A fifth rank practitioner could easily defeat three to five practitioners of the same rank, but how could he be confident against nine people attacking together?

"Young man, please stop. Cat is yours. I was just joking earlier..."

...

Half an incense stick later, the "Baihua Pavilion," which had been established for seventy-three years, collapsed. Di Huaijie, who had said "whoever I want dead, dies," was tied up like a pig and dragged away, screaming in pain.

Leaving behind a group of bewildered sisters and distinguished guests.

No one knew where these terrifying people came from, and no one knew why they targeted Di Hero...

...

"Is the news true?"

Desperately searching for Xin Zhuo, they sought an audience with the old diviner, but couldn't find Zhao Lao Ye, Ge San Ye, Master Xing Chi, Ke Qing'e, Ling Fu Ren and her daughter, and Song Xi Jun and her sisters. Just as they walked out of the Gu family's stronghold with furrowed brows, they received news about Xin Zhuo.

The person delivering the message was a long-faced sixth-rank Practitioner named Ba Tian Dao. He wasn't a renowned figure, but he was skilled in socializing and had connections with most of the people present. He looked around and said with a cupped fist:

"This information is absolutely true! It is said that Xin Zhuo was being chased by the old diviner, Zhuge Ming, and others like a dog with its tail between its legs. However, this person is extremely cunning and managed to escape using deceitful schemes. He is currently hiding in the Qingyang Yi Manor ten miles away. I initially wanted to confront him, but... this little thief's realm is not high, yet he is quite troublesome. I'm afraid he might escape. I heard that all of you are here, so I came seeking help."

Zhao Lao Ye and Ke Qing'e exchanged glances and nodded silently. The news seemed reliable.

Xin Zhuo was indeed a cunning and treacherous person, but who among them was a fool? They had been grateful to him before, never suspecting him even for a moment.

Ba Tian Dao continued in a deep voice, "However, let me make it clear from the start. If we capture him and claim the reward, I want a martial arts cultivation technique."

"Agreed!"

This statement further confirmed the truthfulness of Ba Tian Dao's words. Zhao Lao Ye solemnly agreed, "We shouldn't delay any longer. Let's go as soon as possible to prevent him from escaping!"

...

Qingyang Yi Manor was the largest manor within a hundred miles, big enough to accommodate hundreds of coffins.

Ge San Ye pushed open the black lacquered gate emitting a deathly aura, revealing a spacious courtyard overgrown with weeds, exuding an invisible sense of death and eeriness.

Since the manor had no back door, they left a dozen hidden sentinels outside and dozens of people entered in a single file, then rushed towards the main hall without hesitation.

Xin Zhuo was easy to spot. He was sitting on a small wooden chair in the middle of a dozen coffins, facing the entrance, seemingly lost in thought. Xiao Huang squatted beside him, its dog-like eyes filled with a cunning gaze as it looked at Zhao Lao Ye and the others.

This scene was audacious and seemed like a death wish.

Zhao Lao Ye, Ge San Ye, and Song Xi Jun and the others had complex expressions. They recalled everything that had happened in the Ge family's courtyard and realized what a great humiliation it had been.

"Xin Zhuo! Your time is up!"

This line was cliché, but it best represented everyone's current mood. After saying it, they even felt a bit sentimental.

Ba Tian Dao, who was leading the way, also felt sentimental and turned to look at everyone. "That's right! Your time is up!"

Zhao Lao Ye and the others were momentarily stunned. Ba Tian Dao used the word "you" instead of "you all."

What did he mean?

Ge San Ye coldly asked, "Ba Tian Dao, what do you mean by that?"

Ba Tian Dao sighed. "You have provoked someone you shouldn't have! You have no hope in this lifetime. Actually, you are all fools, pitifully foolish!"

Zhao Lao Ye's expression changed, and he angrily said, "Are you talking about Xin Zhuo? We can't afford to provoke him? That's a big joke! He's just a petty thief!"

"It is indeed a joke!"

Ba Tian Dao turned around and bowed to Xin Zhuo. "King Xin, shall we capture these people?"

Zhao Lao Ye and the others' pupils contracted. A sixth-rank Ba Tian Dao bowing to Xin Zhuo?

Xin Zhuo's thoughts were no longer on Zhao Lao Ye and his troublemaking group. He casually waved his hand and continued to look at the Lunar Serenity Well.

Now, nine fifth-rank sacrificial spirits and one fifth-rank sacrificial spirit were in place, with two sets of True Qi for each of the five elements: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Whether it was breaking through realms or integrating True Qi, he could do it at any time.

However, he was a bit conflicted. The people below were all a bunch of cunning individuals. Once there was an opportunity, they would definitely gang up on him. Moreover, he needed them to attack the three families of the Shenqiang Manor, and he couldn't afford to lose them. But what would happen if he broke through or integrated True Qi? Would it be the same as last time at the herbal tea stall?

Not everyone could be as clever as Tang Shize.

He had no sense of security at all.

At this moment, Zhao Lao Ye, Ge San Ye, and the others, who were unaware of the situation, had already decided to have two people deal with Ba Tian Dao while the rest went straight for Xin Zhuo's life.

They began to move their feet, their bodies tense, ready to strike.

Just then, eighty to ninety people entered from all directions, all of them sixth-rank experts, and there were even nine fifth-rank experts among them. The last person's realm couldn't be discerned at all, but their killing intent instantly locked onto everyone.

Everyone's faces instantly drained of color.

Thanks to the readers with the last digits "02708" and NEVERMORE for their support. I bow to you!

Unable to continue, rest early. Chapters six to eight will be released tonight.

(End of this chapter)