Chapter 161.2 : Heaven-Reaching! (Part 2)
Many people tried to imagine it, yet could not find a single word capable of describing the power of a Marquis.
And at that moment, the person who had earlier cried out for mercy finally seemed to arrive—far too late.
He swept his gaze across the scene with a face full of barely contained fury, but the instant his eyes fell upon Ying Qingjue, that anger vanished without a trace.
Even though Ying Qingjue possessed beauty capable of toppling nations, he did not dare look at her more than once.
Ying Qingjue merely glanced at the newcomer. She had long since sensed his presence.
He had been concealing himself the entire time, only calling out perfunctorily when she was about to kill the gloomy old man.
And after shouting, he made no move whatsoever to intervene—clearly, it had all been for show.
As for why he acted this way, Ying Qingjue couldn't be bothered to think about it.
At the end of the day, he was merely a peak Seventh Heaven cultivator.
Though he appeared close to the Eighth Heaven, that single step might very well remain unattainable for his entire life.
And even if he did manage to cross it, in Ying Qingjue's eyes, it would amount to nothing worth noting.
"City Lord!"
Upon seeing the newcomer, many people cried out in surprise.
Wu Kui, upon recognizing him as well, roared with grief and indignation written all over his face:
"City Lord! This person killed a young master of the Wu family within Lingxiao Ancient City! Such lawless behavior—utterly contemptuous of the rules! I beg the City Lord to take action and bring them to justice!"
"Damn dog!"
Wan Changming cursed inwardly.
How could he not understand what Wu Kui was trying to do with those words?
This was an attempt to drag him into the mud!
Though his heart was filled with rage, Wan Changming's face remained solemn and righteous.
"Commander Wu Kui, you were gravely injured while upholding the laws of Lingxiao Ancient City. Return at once to recuperate. Rest assured—this matter will be handled by me personally as City Lord."
His words sounded upright and dignified, yet his gaze was locked firmly onto Wu Kui, carrying an unmistakable, unquestionable warning.
"But—"
Wu Kui was about to say more when his view was blocked by a man wearing armor of the same style as his own.
"Commander Wu, let us go. The City Lord is deeply concerned about your injuries—you wouldn't want to disappoint his goodwill, would you?"
The strange smile on the man's face caused Wu Kui's fury to surge. He nearly wanted to smash his fist straight into the man's face!
He was injured—and not lightly, either.
Chu Ge's punches had shattered his spirit armor. Even now, a dull pain lingered in his chest, his spiritual energy flowing sluggishly.
But his injuries were nowhere near severe enough to require being escorted away to recuperate!
Yet no matter how unwilling he felt, the situation no longer allowed him to decide.
As a direct descendant of the Wu family, Wu Kui knew full well that although the City Lord's faction and the Wu family appeared cordial on the surface, behind the scenes they wished nothing more than for the other to be destroyed.
This time, not only had the Wu family suffered a complete loss of face within Lingxiao Ancient City—
They had lost a direct-line genius ranked on the Heavenly Prodigy List, and even a powerful elder of great power cultivation had fallen.
All of that was bad enough. Though grievous, the Wu family could grit their teeth and endure it.
What was truly unacceptable was that the death of that mighty elder brought the family no benefit whatsoever—only catastrophic trouble.
They had provoked a Heaven-Reaching Marquis!
Setting aside whatever background Chu Ge and Ying Qingjue might possess—
Just Ying Qingjue alone, as a Heaven-Reaching Marquis, was enough.
If she sought revenge, then for the Wu family, it would be nothing short of an extinction-level calamity!
"Hmph! I can walk on my own!"
With a cold snort, Wu Kui's face was filled with bitterness and resentment.
Just as he was about to leave, a voice sounded from behind him.
"Wait."
Upon hearing that voice, Wu Kui couldn't help but clench his fists, his face contorting with hatred!