"Elder Yao, you must stand up for us!"

"Ye Qingchen has violently injured people. Not only did he hurt us all, but he also crippled Senior Brother Zhao!"

"Catch him quickly, don't let him escape!"

As the old man descended, the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect around him called out as if grasping at their last hope.

Elder Yao said nothing, his gaze swept grimly over the surroundings.

Upon seeing the sect's disciples with severed limbs and Zhao Tianyu utterly incapacitated, his anger surged straight out, and he glared intensely at Ye Qingchen.

If looks could kill, Ye Qingchen's bones would have disintegrated:

"I told you to stop, didn't you hear me?"

Ye Qingchen remained calm, speaking lightly, "I heard, but why should I stop?"

"Audacious!"

"Impudent!"

"You dare be disrespectful in front of Elder Yao!"

As soon as Ye Qingchen spoke, the disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect shouted fiercely.

Ye Qingchen glanced at them quietly and ignored them.

"Ye Qingchen, you attacked our sect's disciples with cruel and vicious methods. You should surrender and come back to the Shifang Sword Sect with me to face punishment!"

Elder Yao said coldly.

Ye Qingchen laughed coldly, "Why don't you ask why I acted?"

"Why ask anything? You must have been bullying others! Besides, I saw you attack our sect's disciples with my own eyes; this is a grave crime! What excuses do you have?" Elder Yao declared righteously.

"You are so shameless!" Ye Qing was furious, her face turned pale as she clenched her fists, "It was your Shifang Sword Sect disciples who attacked us first. They also abducted us and forced my brother to kneel."

"When grown-ups are talking, where does a child come in?"

Elder Yao was well aware of these matters, but being exposed by Ye Qing incited his anger and embarrassment. He suddenly waved his right hand, sending a forceful palm strike toward Ye Qing.

Whoosh!

This palm strike skimmed along the ground, creating a white wave that split the ground as it surged like a dragon in the waves toward Ye Qing!

"Ah!"

Ye Qing was just an ordinary person; how could she withstand such an attack?

She immediately closed her eyes in fright.

Clang!

At that moment, a beam of Vast Sword light slashed down, forcibly splitting the opponent's powerful palm strike.

Boom!

A sudden explosion resonated through the air.

This invisible palm strike was directly cut apart by Ye Qingchen.

The terrifying blast of wind swept towards the surroundings, causing everyone to stumble and fall.

"You deserve to die!"

In Ye Qingchen's eyes was a glistening chill.

Elder Yao had dared to attack Ye Qing!

"He actually blocked it?"

A hint of doubt flashed in Elder Yao's eyes.

However, he didn't care.

Just as Elder Yao was preparing to strike again, a synchronized, urgent sound of footsteps emanated from outside Celestial Fragrance Tower. Judging by the noise, there were over a hundred people, and it reached the staircase at the same moment.

It turned out to be a fully armored City Defense Army.

A broad-shouldered, middle-aged man walked out boldly at the forefront and shouted, "Who is causing trouble?"

His voice, booming like thunder, hurt the ears of everyone around.

"It's him!" A brocade-clad youth from the Shifang Sword Sect, with an official background, stood out and pointed directly at Ye Qingchen.

"And you are?" Yuan Long frowned, asking; he thought this brocade-clad youth seemed familiar.

"I am Sun Hao, son of the Minister of Rites!" The brocade-clad youth said proudly, pointing at Ye Qingchen, "This guy broke into Celestial Fragrance Tower, injured so many of us. Elder Yao can vouch for this. You must punish this person severely; he must not be let off lightly!"

"So, the Young Master of the Ministry of Revenue!"

Yuan Long's expression immediately became respectful and ingratiating.

He was just a small City Defense Officer; if he could gain favor with the Minister of Rites, wouldn't his official career soar smoothly?

"Indeed! You must not let him off lightly!"

These words had barely fallen.

Another noisy crowd erupted from below.

A group of people entered Celestial Fragrance Tower, each with an impressive bearing, clearly either wealthy or noble. The rotund man at the forefront exuded an aura of opulence.

"It's Liu Baotong!"

Many exclaimed.

This Celestial Fragrance Tower was his establishment.

Why did he come here?

Elder Yao was taken aback, his gaze landed on Liu Wei in the corner, suddenly realizing.

"Mr. Liu, why have you come here?" Yuan Long immediately asked.

"Celestial Fragrance Tower is my domain. Someone causing trouble in my domain requires my presence, no?" Liu Baotong sneered, "Lord Yuan, as a City Defense Officer, you must punish this villain severely!"

Well then!

Even Yuan Long felt a bit of pity for Ye Qingchen at this moment.

This guy had offended so many bigwigs at once, including the Shifang Sword Sect, the Young Master of the Ministry of Revenue, and even the Purple Gold Commerce Association. Ordinary people offending any one of them would either face death or peel off a layer of skin.

But he offended them all; surely his doom was sealed.

Though Yuan Long felt a bit of sympathy, he wouldn't go easy on Ye Qingchen. He immediately turned his head and shouted coldly:

"You rascal dare to hurt others; aren't you going to lay down your weapon and surrender?"

In these words.

The soldiers already wielded weapons, taking a step forward in unison, closing in on Ye Qingchen.

At the same time, the sound of bowstrings being drawn rang out, and clusters of arrows glinting with cold light targeted him.

Ye Qingchen's complexion darkened.

He quickly shielded Jiang Churan and Ye Qing behind him, gripping the Silver Dragon Sword, his breath silently circulating.

"You still want to resist?"

Seeing this, Yuan Long sneered, waving a large hand, and said: "Daring to attack the City Defense Army is tantamount to treason, punishable by death without mercy!"

These words fell.

The intent to kill boiled and surged.

Zhao Tianyu bit tightly into his lip, a hint of delight surfacing in his eyes. His four limbs were severed; even if they were reattached, his future strength would never return to its peak. Only by tearing Ye Qingchen to shreds could he ease the anger in his heart.

Elder Yao remained silent, his gaze at Ye Qingchen as if assessing a corpse.

The other disciples of the Shifang Sword Sect looked at Ye Qingchen with schadenfreude.

In the face of such a situation, Ye Qingchen faced certain death, with no chance of turning the tables. Even if he were the Newcomer King, he could not escape this disaster, nor reverse the situation!

Watching the slowly approaching City Defense Army, Ye Qing was pale.

Jiang Churan also looked at Ye Qingchen with worry.

They were already in a dilemma.

As everyone sneered, gloated, or mocked, convinced of Ye Qingchen's imminent demise.

Suddenly, a cold voice echoed:

"Let me see who dares touch him?"

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