Published: February 26, 2025
“I don’t need that,” Tan Yun waved his hand and walked straight in.
At the same time.
In the back garden of the Divine King's Mansion, amidst the falling snowflakes, Xuan Yuan Rou, who is now a ninth-class half-saint, and Mu Wanquing, an eighth-class half-saint, stood quietly.
In front of the two girls stood a young man in a white robe, who was none other than Yuwen Divine King's eldest son, Yuwen Shu, now a second-class great sage.
At this moment, Yuwen Shu wore a spring-like smile as he looked at Xuan Yuan Rou and said, “Rou'er, I came specially to see you; why have you been silent?”
“Don’t call me Rou'er,” Xuan Yuan Rou said coldly, “Everything that needed to be said has already been said.”
“Please don’t look for me again. I don’t want any misunderstandings for my fiancé.”
Yuwen Shu suppressed the anger in his heart but put on a sincere expression, “Rou'er…”
“Don’t call me Rou'er!” Xuan Yuan Rou raised her voice, becoming even colder.
“Alright, alright, I won’t.” Yuwen Shu said, “What’s so good about Jing Yun? He doesn’t even care about you.”
“I’ve investigated thoroughly; he has seven wives! A man like that is simply unworthy of you…”
Before Yuwen Shu could finish, a cold male voice suddenly rang out above the back garden, shaking the snow off the flowers: “Even if I am unworthy, what does it have to do with you?”
Hearing the familiar voice, a hint of joy appeared in Xuan Yuan Rou's beautiful eyes.
“Whoosh!”
In the next instant, a purple beam of light descended from the sky and transformed into Tan Yun in front of Xuan Yuan Rou.
“Wow, Jing Yun, when did you arrive?” Mu Wanquing exclaimed with a laugh.
“Just arrived.” After responding, Tan Yun turned his back to Yuwen Shu, gazing affectionately at Xuan Yuan Rou. Just as he was about to say something, Yuwen Shu pointed angrily at Tan Yun, “Scum! Who do you think you are? Say that again if you dare!”
“Scum?” Tan Yun’s expression darkened, and without saying a word, he suddenly turned around and slapped Yuwen Shu across the face without warning!
“Slap!”
Yuwen Shu felt a fiery pain on his cheek, and then he felt dizzy, crashing to the snow-covered ground a hundred feet away.
Yuwen Shu's cheek was swollen, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with two of his teeth, he looked at Tan Yun with eyes filled with malice and terror!
He never expected that as a second-class great sage, he would have no ability to resist in front of Tan Yun, a first-class great sage!
Tan Yun took a deep breath, staring at Yuwen Shu with an icy cold voice, “You know very well that Rou'er is my fiancée, yet you still dare to disturb her. Who gave you the courage?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Tan Yun clenched his right fist, his bones creaking as he stepped forward, aiming for Yuwen Shu's chest!
“Bold! Do not harm my family's Eldest Young Master!” With a shout, a middle-aged man of second-class saint king materialized behind Yuwen Shu, pulling him behind him and striking out at Tan Yun’s fist!
Yuwen Shu rubbed his swollen cheek, shouting, “Get him!”
However, in the next moment, the scene that unfolded completely stunned Yuwen Shu!
“Crack!”
With a clear sound of bone breaking, blood mist filled the air, and severed fingers flew as the middle-aged man’s entire fist was shattered by Tan Yun’s punch!
“Don’t you know who my master is? With you, a dog of Yuwen Shu, still dare to make a move against me?” Tan Yun sneered, his body suddenly flying at an angle, delivering a flying knee strike to the middle-aged man's chest!
“No…”
“Bang!”
The middle-aged man's scream abruptly ceased as his chest exploded!
With a snap of his fingers, a thread of Divine Power pierced through the middle-aged man's head, killing him instantly, his life soul scattering!
Looking at the corpse on the ground, Mu Wanquing's eyes widened in disbelief. She never thought that a first-class great sage like Tan Yun could easily obliterate a second-class saint king!