Stout cleared his throat and said, “Ian, stay calm!”
“I was talking to you, didn’t you hear me?” The driver shouted again, “Which sect do you belong to? Bring out your leader!”
“Do you not realize that you almost hit a child just now?” Night Orchid stepped forward a couple of steps and spoke calmly. “Or is it that a human life means nothing to you?”
“That kind of lowly person has no eyes, they deserve to die!” The driver responded coldly. “Our young miss is in a hurry to go back and receive important guests. If her business is delayed because of you, your whole family will be better off dead!”
“If that’s your robber’s logic, then I’m relieved!” Bob responded to the driver’s words. “According to your logic, as long as you have strength, you can do whatever you want, right?”
“Nonsense, that’s the way the world works. Survival of the fittest, it’s a simple principle you don’t understand?” The driver replied with a deep voice.
“Why waste time talking to them? Let’s start by severing the arms of the person who attacked earlier!” The woman spoke coldly.
“Yes, my lady!” The driver responded loudly and raised his hand to attack Ian. He had considerable strength, a Mid-level War God-Emperor. No wonder he was the driver of the Wind & Cloud Holy Sect’s young lady.
“Fool!” Ian stood in place, casually flicking his wrist, and a blade aura burst forth.
At this point, the old man finally sensed Ian’s cultivation level. He shouted to the driver, “Get out of the way, you’re no match for him.”
But it was already too late. The blade aura flashed past the driver’s shoulder, and immediately, an arm fell to the ground, blood spurting out.
This was clearly the result of Ian holding back. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been just an arm that fell to the ground. There were many innocent civilians around, and Ian couldn’t just go around beheading people.
“Ah…” The driver let out a miserable scream and fell to the ground.
“Bastard!” The woman shouted angrily, “Go, attack, kill him!”
“Miss!” The old man took a deep breath and walked to the woman’s side, whispering a few words in her ear.
After listening to the old man, the woman furrowed her brows tightly, her face turning iron blue. She glanced at Billy and the others with an angry shout.
“You wait for me, this isn’t over today!”
Judging from her reaction, it was clear that the old man had told her that Billy and his group were not weak, and that he alone might not be their match. As she finished speaking, she left in a rage. And as the old man was leaving, he took a last glance at Billy, feeling a sense of familiarity, but couldn’t remember where he had seen him before.
“Miss, wait for me…” The driver struggled to get up and followed after her unsteadily.
“Boss, should I go after them and find a secluded place to finish them off?” Ian asked Billy.
“No!” Billy shook his head, “We’ll meet again later!”
“Understood!” Ian nodded in response.
“Thank you for saving our lives,” the child’s mother ran up to Ian and bowed, trying to kneel down after the other party had left.
“It’s okay!” Ian raised his hand and lifted her up with a gust of wind.
“Sir, the woman just now is the young lady of the Wind & Cloud Holy Sect. She won’t let this go easily. You should leave here as soon as possible…” the woman spoke again.
“Thanks for the reminder, but it’s fine!” Ian replied again.
Afterwards, Billy and the others continued walking towards the entrance of the mansion.
After about ten minutes, the group of seven arrived at the entrance of the mansion in the east of the city. At this time, people with invitation cards were entering the mansion one after another, each dressed in Daoist robes and holding various weapons.
“Boss, shouldn’t we disguise ourselves before going in like this?” Stout looked at Billy and asked.
On their way from Ozin, Stout had asked Billy if they should do a simple disguise, but Billy refused.
“No need!” Billy waved his hand.
“Boss, I’m sure there are many people inside who know you. If we don’t disguise ourselves…” Stout continued.
“Enough! Stop talking nonsense, listen to Billy!” Ivy interrupted him.
“Alright!” Stout smacked his lips in response.
Soon, the group of people verified their invitation cards and entered the mansion. The mansion was not small, covering an area of tens of thousands of square meters, with lush greenery. Apart from the main building in the center, there were also about ten antique wooden villas.
“Boss, there are quite a few strong people inside!” After walking a few steps into the mansion, Casey narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke up. His spiritual power was now quite high, comparable to the level of a Seventh-rank Sovereign. Upon entering the mansion, he sensed the aura of many late-stage Sovereign Realm experts.
“Hmm!” Billy nodded slightly. “Everyone, stay on guard!”
“Understood!” Casey and the others nodded in response.
“Halt!” Just as the group was about to reach a pavilion, a woman’s voice came from the side.
Rosemary Lambert, the young lady of the Wind & Cloud Holy Sect, quickly walked over, followed by more than ten people.
“Oh, you found us so quickly?” Bob turned his head and looked over.
“Humph! You must have guts to show up here, knowing who I am!” Rosemary Lambert snorted coldly. After speaking, she pointed at Ian angrily and shouted, “You scoundrel, I’ll give you one last chance. Break both of your arms yourself, and I’ll spare your life!”
“Ian, sever her arm!” Billy calmly spoke up.
“Alright!” Ian said in a deep voice. He flicked his wrist, and a blade aura shot out swiftly.
“You…” Rosemary Lambert didn’t expect Ian to actually make a move. Her pupils constricted as she realized she couldn’t dodge. She was only a late-stage War God-Emperor, how could she escape Ian’s attack? She could only watch as the blade aura rapidly approached her, her face instantly turning pale.
“Miss!”
Just at that moment, a gray-robed old man behind Rosemary Lambert exclaimed and stepped forward, sweeping his palm to counter. Their attacks collided, and both sides retreated seven or eight steps. With one move, they were evenly matched. At the same time, the other people behind Rosemary Lambert also took a few steps forward, shielding her behind them.
“You scoundrels, which sect do you belong to? How dare you attack our young miss! Are you tired of living?” Another old man looked at Billy and the others angrily. As he spoke, he felt slightly puzzled.
City L was the main stronghold of the Wind & Cloud Holy Sect, and the Wind & Cloud Holy Sect was the second-ranked super sect. Who else in the martial arts world would dare to openly attack their young miss like this, without any fear?