Martial Master

"Father, don't agree to him."

At this moment, an angry shout rang out.

Everyone turned to look, and they saw Xu Yan and her group entering with furious expressions.

Seeing the chaotic scene, Qin Chen touched his nose; it seemed that the Xu family was in a lot of trouble. However, he said nothing and just stood among the crowd, quietly observing the situation.

Huh?

Qin Chen clearly saw that the burly man leading the opposite group showed a hint of surprise when he saw Xu Yan and the others returning.

"Hehe, I heard that your Xu family went to the Xuan Zhong Mountain Range to hunt the three-eyed salamander; what’s the matter? Didn't you die in there?" The head of the Zhou family, Zhou Xinhua, said with a forced smile.

"You die, and we won’t die." Xu Yan coldly snorted, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes.

"Yan’er, you’re back." Xu Xiong said continuously, "Come to your father’s side."

"Wait, since the young lady of the Xu family is back, that’s even better. Why not directly betroth the young lady of the Xu family to my Zhou family? Son, do you like her?" Zhou Xinhua said with a sinister smile to the pockmarked young man beside him.

"Hehehe, father, I like her. Why don’t we let me consummate the marriage tonight? After I’m done playing, you can also have a taste of a young body."

The pockmarked young man’s eyes flashed with lewdness as he looked Xu Yan up and down, laughing creepily and revealing a sinister glow.

"Zhou Mu, what nonsense are you spouting? Keep your mouth clean!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was furious, and Zhang Mingzheng could no longer hold back, drawing his sword and stepping forward like an enraged bull.

"Oh, there’s a flower protector. Elders are speaking; do you have a say in this? Do you understand the rules?"

Zhou Xinhua’s face darkened as he slapped toward Zhang Mingzheng, a vast amount of true energy surged through his palm, ready to teach Zhang Mingzheng a harsh lesson.

If this palm hit, Zhang Mingzheng would either die or be seriously injured.

"Zhou Xinhua, I advise you not to go too far."

Seeing his son in danger, Zhang Han roared and fiercely slashed out with his knife.

Bang!

The blade light shattered, and Zhang Han, already heavily injured, was no match for Zhou Xinhua’s cultivation level. In a single move, he was immediately gravely injured and stumbled backward, spitting out blood.

"With such little strength, you dare to show off!" Zhou Xinhua showed disdain, then chuckled, "Since your Xu family is unwilling to hand over the shop, it’s fine. Today, my son will directly consummate the marriage in your Xu family’s hall. It’s just right for everyone to have a good view and open their eyes. Hahaha."

Amidst the sinister laughter, Zhou Xinhua’s figure shifted as he reached out toward Xu Yan, an invisible pulling force forming, intending to draw Xu Yan over.

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous!"

The members of the Xu family were enraged and rushed forward.

Boom!

However, the Zhou family members were well-prepared, each taking action with sinister smiles, blocking several elders of the Xu family, who could only watch helplessly as Xu Yan struggled, being pulled by Zhou Xinhua.

"Zhou, you’ve gone too far."

Xu Xiong’s face was filled with anger as he charged forward.

Zhou Xinhua sneered and ruthlessly struck out with his left hand.

With a bang, Xu Xiong flew back as he came, crashing heavily to the ground, spitting blood.

"Old bastard, if you were at your peak, I’d still respect you a bit. Now you’re half-dead, yet you dare to act? Do you really think I won’t dare to kill you?"

Zhou Xinhua laughed wildly, the powerful true energy pulling Xu Yan’s body as he was about to capture her.

Swish!

A sword aura shot out, cutting through Zhou Xinhua’s true energy.

"Who is it? Dare to ruin my good deed!" Zhou Xinhua’s face turned dark as he looked toward the source of the sound.

Qin Chen slowly walked out from the crowd, frowning as he said, "You are so overbearing; is there no law at all in Wu City?"

Zhou Xinhua thought he was facing a powerful expert, but when he saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy walk out, he felt relieved and sneered, "I thought you were someone important; turns out you’re just a kid. Do you have a say in what I’m doing? Law? In Wu City, the strong are respected. My fist is the law."