Chapter 10: Ling Qingyan Makes His Move!
"You rude drunkard, apologize to Water Girl at once! Then get out of this Yixiang Pavilion!"
Yuan Shi, also known as the second young master of the Yuan family, pointed at the drunkard and let out a low shout. He then turned his head to look up at the stage, his lecherous eyes filled with fawning intentions.
"Master Yuan..."
The water-like girl on the high platform looked at Yuan Shi's eyes with disgust.
This Yuan family's second young master, repeatedly entangling himself in such a way, if not for fear of delaying the task entrusted by Master, he would have struck him down long ago.
"Wait a moment, Water Girl, and let me teach this drunkard a lesson..."
Yuan suddenly interrupted the water rhyme, turned his head, and the smile on his face disappeared, turning into a sinister gaze at the drunkard. "Didn't you hear what I just told you? Still not doing it?"
In his eyes, Ling Qingyan was completely ignored as if he didn't exist.
"Ling Xiaozi, who is this little white face? He's so rude! I was almost scared to death by this drunkard," the drunkard munched on the grapes in his mouth, swallowed them, and then let out a satisfied belch. With a confused expression, he turned to Ling Qingyan beside him and asked.
From start to finish, he didn't even take a glance at Yuan Shi.
Utter disregard!
"He's no ordinary pretty face, he's the second young master of the Yuan family, Yuan Shi!"
Watching the drunkard's nonchalant behavior, Ling Qingyan became even more curious about him, but her mouth was teasingly retorting.
Although he was only five years old ten years ago, with the memories of his past life, he naturally knew the significance of what happened to the Ling family ten years ago.
As long as there is a great elder in the house, the Ling family will be supreme in Moyun City for one day!
Even if he didn't consider the powerful Ling family backing him, just having the memories of his past life's superior self made Ling Qingyan have a deep-seated arrogance that meant he couldn't possibly fear this fox-like Yuan family's second young master.
"Yuan started! Monkey shit!"
Ling Qing's words had just fallen when the drunkard suddenly shouted loudly, and then he turned sideways with one hand grasping his throat and started dry vomiting. His mouth didn't stop moving, "Ling kid, are you doing this on purpose?! You clearly know that I, Drunken Ghost, just ate something!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Suddenly, in the great hall, including the second young master of the Yuan family, Yuan Shi, everyone's face turned bright red. Others were because they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, and were stifling...
Yuan Shi was furious!
At this time, he could feel the strange gaze gathering around him from all directions.
"Yuan Yong, kill this drunkard for me!"
The loud roar of Xie Si, suddenly echoed in this not-so-large hall. The people in the hall could feel the violent anger in the words of Yuan Jia's second young master at this time.
"Yes, young master!"
As soon as Yuan's voice fell, the burly middle-aged man behind him moved, his right hand formed a claw, and a faint green light suddenly appeared on his hand. His whole body was full of momentum, pouncing towards the drunkard who was still bent over and vomiting.
Green Level Primary Warrior!
In the great hall, apart from Zui Han, Ling Qingyan and Shuǐ Yùnér on the high platform, everyone else's eyes flashed with a hint of shock! The second young master of the Yuan family actually brought a green-level initial-stage warrior with him when he went out!
Just as everyone thought the drunkard was going to be killed by Yuan Shu's follower Yuan Yū...
Two thick yellow lights, like flowing lights flashing across the night sky, suddenly scattered from Ling Qingyan's hand beside the drunkard, and then his figure moved, with both hands emitting deep yellow light, already flashed to meet Yuan Yong's right hand that came over with a claw.
"Bang!"
The shallow green light and deep yellow light collided instantly, Yuan Yong and Ling Qingyan's figures both flickered involuntarily.
"It's just one level apart, but I didn't expect the gap to be so big..."
A numbness spread through the palm of his right hand, and Ling Qingyan's heart skipped a beat. A faint blush appeared on his slightly childish cheeks. Although he had stopped Yuan Yong's casual attack, a feeling of powerlessness surged up in Ling Qingyan's heart.
The gap between levels is just too big!
"Yellow Tier After Stage!"
Yuan Yong was stunned, Shui Yun'er was stunned...
The drunkard who had just straightened his waist looked at Ling Qingyan's hands with a gaze that also flashed a hint of surprise.
The others in the hall were stunned for a moment before they all took a deep breath! This young master of the Ling family looked like he was only fifteen or sixteen years old...
Fifteen or sixteen years old, post-yellow rank martial artist!
Although most of the people in the hall were from the lower classes of the Wudang Continent, they also knew what a 15- or 16-year-old Huang-class late-stage warrior represented.
He took a glance at the hands grasping his right hand, which were radiating a deep yellow glow. For a moment, Yuan Yong's heart was filled with an overwhelming sense of fear!
The young man in front of him was actually a yellow-level late-stage martial artist, and he was only fifteen years old, the young master of the Ling family!
What a gift!
Such a genius, and also the only son of the Ling family's master, should be highly valued by the Ling family!
He had just indirectly attacked him, and fortunately did not use his full strength, otherwise he would have really hurt this young master of the Ling family, himself, and even his own family members, and they would have been ruthlessly killed by the Ling family.
In the midst of flashing swords and endless slaughter among warriors, how many families have passed down with tender hearts and soft hands?
Yuan Yong was scared!
"You, you..."
Yuan slowly came to his senses from his stupor. Although he was foolish, he wasn't a complete idiot. He naturally knew the meaning of a 15-year-old Huang-level later-stage martial artist. That had already surpassed the realm of an ordinary genius, and could even be called a prodigy!
At this time, he knew that this time he had kicked an iron plate!
At the age of fifteen, he reached the yellow level, what about twenty years later?
Blue rank? Purple rank?
"Get out of here!"
As a rough voice burst forth from Ling Qingyan's mouth, he kicked out with a force that seemed to contain the power of thunder, striking Yuan Shi's abdomen with great ferocity.
"Boom!"
"Ah——"
A painful scream accompanied the body as it flew towards the exit of the great hall, growing more and more distant.
Ling Qingyan's mood was originally not bad today, but it was completely ruined by Yuan Shi. Moreover, just now, when fighting against the green-level primary martial artist of the Yuan family, a feeling of powerlessness and depression rose from the bottom of his heart...
Ling Qing Yan thoroughly erupted! For the first time in this world, he revealed his dark side from his previous life.
"Brother Ling..."
At this time, Yuan Yong looked at the body of his own young master being blown out, but he didn't dare to move an inch. His eyes, looking at Ling Qingyan, were filled with a hint of pleading.
"You're also just following orders, this matter has nothing to do with you! You can leave too!"
Ling Qingyan, who was mature and cautious in his thoughts, naturally knew what Yuan Yong was worried about at this time. He wasn't the kind of person who would bully others with his power, and his earlier move wasn't something that Yuan Yong could have anticipated beforehand. So, he generously let go of Yuan Yong's reaction to his move.
"Thank you, Young Master Ling!"
Yuan Yong's eyes were filled with sincere gratitude, and he bowed his head to Ling Qingyan before quickly heading in the direction where his young master had fallen.
