That... this old man is simply too terrifying, it’s practically like the True Qi manifestation and Six ridians Divine Sword described in those martial arts novels and TV dramas!
The elderly man with a full head of silver hair also froze, his expression stiffening. He had not anticipated that Xiao Yi could still speak. A frightening gleam of essence shot out from his eyes as he bore down on Xiao Yi.
It was as if he wanted to completely see through Xiao Yi.
The man was well aware of the intimidating aura he emitted. Of course, it was not a matter of True Qi targeting an individual, but purely a matter of imposing aura. At that mont, almost every ounce of his might had been unleashed. Under the pressure of his formidable aura, a normal person would surely succumb, fainting on the spot, and even those slightly less powerful would undoubtedly be forced to their knees, entirely petrified and unable to withstand it.
Even a high-tier expert of the Bone Tempering Period could only manage to withstand it without collapsing!
This kid, he can still talk?
Another elderly man, who had been unconscious, also opened his eyes once more, staring intently at Xiao Yi with a hint of surprise in his gaze.
"Boy, very good, no wonder you were able to hurt my grandson. You do have so strength after all!"
After staring at Xiao Yi for nearly three seconds, the silver-haired elderly man slowly nodded and an unexpected smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. As he spoke, the terrifying aura he exuded seed to vanish instantaneously.
The people standing around him suddenly felt a relief wash over them, as if a huge burden had been lifted from their shoulders.
"I’m flattered by your praise and dare not accept it."
Xiao Yi also felt the pressure on him lightening, and with a hint of surprise, he glanced at the old man and said indifferently, "If I’m not mistaken, you must be from the Liu Family?"
"Indeed, I am the grandfather of Liu Dongjun, whom you injured. You hard my grandson, and today I have co to seek justice!"
As the elderly man spoke, his gaze sharpened, boring into Xiao Yi.
"Seek justice?"
A sarcastic smile appeared on Xiao Yi’s lips as he casually surveyed the people inside and outside the living room, "You’re probably here to use your power to bully the weak, to oppress with numbers, aren’t you?"
"What do you an by that, boy?"
"How dare you, do you know who you are speaking to!"
"Such insolence, are we the kind that needs to use our power to oppress others!"
"......"
As soon as Xiao Yi finished, the expressions of virtually everyone in the room changed again. Before the elderly man could speak, the black-clothed n and those sitting in front of the computers had already stood up and began to loudly scold Xiao Yi.
"What, did I hit the nail on the head?"
Unmoved, Xiao Yi coldly swept his gaze over them all, "If it’s not about using your power to bully, I’m curious to know what it ans to bring so many people to my house, to injure my friend – what is your intention?"
"What do you take my ho for, do you think I, Xiao Yi, am really that easy to bully!"
Xiao Yi’s gaze fell upon the bedraggled bodyguard on the ground next to him who, after the lengthy confrontation with the old man’s imposing aura, now appeared exceedingly weary and pale-faced. Gradually, his eyes grew colder, and his tone followed suit.
Having said that, he suddenly stepped forward and appeared in front of the bodyguard, gently extending a hand to help him up.
"Thank..."
Gratitude flashed across the bodyguard’s face. No matter what, Xiao Yi’s words just now, treating him like a friend, ward his heart. He had felt it sowhat unworthy to be assigned to protect such a "pretty boy" on behalf of Miss Shen Xiaoxiao, but at this mont, he felt an overwhelming sense of sha and considered it the utmost felicity to protect soone like Xiao Yi.
A master who knows gratitude and has the courage to stand up for him in the face of such a fearso adversary, declaring him a friend—was there anyone more deserving of protection than such a person?
He hadn’t anticipated that Xiao Yi would co to help him up, which left him feeling incredibly surprised. Almost instinctively, he was about to thank him, but before he could utter the word, his expression froze.
His eyes revealed an incredulous look.
From his hand ca a gentle strength, which, although he couldn’t harness for his own use, montarily revitalized his exhausted body, giving him a surge of energy.
Xiao Yi, wasn’t he a weak "pretty boy" incapable of fighting?
How could he possibly...?
The bodyguard’s eyes were filled with disbelief.
All this ti, he had subconsciously regarded Xiao Yi as soone without any martial arts skills, thinking even when Xiao Yi had spoken out earlier, it was because the old man hadn’t put pressure on him!
It was only at this mont that he realized he had been wrong all along!
The boy he had pegged as a "pretty boy" was actually a secret master. The gentle force he felt a mont ago alone indicated that Xiao Yi’s realm was far above his own!
No wonder... he always seed to notice him...
It wasn’t a coincidence; every ti he entered or left, Xiao Yi genuinely saw him, genuinely greeted him!
No wonder he appeared so calm, as if he never really cared for his protection!
No wonder...
One question after another, the scenes from the past suddenly beca clear, and the look in his eyes toward Xiao Yi began to fill with growing reverence.
Xiao Yi, unaware of the multitude of thoughts flashing through the bodyguard’s mind at that instant, saw the look of gratitude on his face and gave him an encouraging smile, patting him lightly on the shoulder.
Then, his gaze shifted back to the silver-haired old man.
"Quite the smooth-talking youth, but I wonder if your strength is as impressive as your tongue," the old man said, waving a hand to silence the subordinates behind him who still wanted to speak. Looking at Xiao Yi, he showed a hint of anger, snorted coldly, and with a mix of disdain and arrogance, he said, "However, boy, with your trifling strength, I, Liu Tianzheng, need not exert my full power to discipline you. There truly aren’t many in this world who could compel to do so. Today, I have co rely to seek justice for my grandson—is that wrong?" (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welco to vote for it on qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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