Chapter 271: Chapter 271 Let that cheap person come in

“Let that bitch come in!” Tu Xing called out to his subordinates waiting outside.

Therefore, his men did not stop them, allowing Yang Xiaotian, Wen Jingyi, and others to enter.

However, just as Tu Xing was thinking about how to make Wen Jingyi kneel publicly and lick his toes later on, suddenly, a figure flashed by. Before he could react, his throat hurt, and he was hoisted off his throne by the neck.

The sudden change caught everyone off guard.

By the time everyone came to their senses, they saw Tu Xing being lifted by the neck into mid-air by a young boy of about twelve or thirteen.

Everyone was stunned.

The one lifting Tu Xing into the air was none other than Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian looked at him coldly, “What did you just say?”

Tu Xing, hoisted into the air by the neck by Yang Xiaotian, found breathing difficult. He looked at Yang Xiaotian furiously, “Bitch!” Before he could speak again, Yang Xiaotian suddenly punched him in the stomach with Asura Force.

Boom!

The sound was like a drumbeat.

Tu Xing felt as if his insides had been turned upside down by the punch.

The terrifying power of the Asura Force ferociously devastated his internal organs.

The hell-like pain of a thousand cuts made Tu Xing’s face turn purple, and his eyes even filled with tears.

Both the masters from the Wangchun Commerce Association and the Wind Cloud Commerce Guild were dumbstruck.

Even Wen Jingyi’s beautiful eyes were filled with shock.

To think that Tu Xing, the president of the Wangchun Commerce Association, who was quite strong, was now being held by the neck by Yang Xiaotian, hammered until he couldn’t fight back.

She couldn’t believe her brother was so powerful.

At this moment, the masters from the Wangchun Commerce Association finally reacted.

The Martial Ancestor of the second layer, an elderly man, threw a fierce punch at Yang Xiaotian, bellowing loudly, “Boy, put down our president Tu!”

The force of the punch surged wildly.

“Is he a Martial Ancestor?” Wen Jingyi’s pretty face turned pale.

Just as the punch from the Martial Ancestor was about to land on Yang Xiaotian, suddenly, a golden tail swept across, striking him in the chest and sending him flying with a heavy blow.

When the Martial Ancestor hit the corner of the great hall, he continued to cough up blood, and the bones in his chest were shattered beyond count.

The crowd gasped and turned to look, only to see that the one who had struck was none other than the Little Gold Beast, licking a lollipop.

Seeing Little Gold, the maid Xiao Lan was filled with disbelief.

She was just at the Innate level, and to her, a Martial Ancestor was like the pinnacle of existence.

Yet this Little Gold Beast, which had been licking a lollipop all along, looking as innocent as a baby, was stronger than a Martial Ancestor?

Yang Xiaotian paid no attention to the crowd and looked at Tu Xing, speaking coldly, “What did you just say?”

Tu Xing, who had been struck with fear, hatred, and dread, was pallid but tried to sound fierce, “Boy, I belong to the Second Prince, you’re courting death!”

Yang Xiaotian said indifferently, “Oh, you belong to the Second Prince.” With that, another punch of Asura Force blasted into Tu Xing’s belly.

Tu Xing convulsed in agony.

“Kill!”

“Kill that boy for me!”

In the crowd, Tu Kang roared angrily at the high-level members of the Wangchun Commerce Association, “What are you standing there for? Kill that boy!”

Over a hundred high-level members from the Wangchun Commerce Association swarmed towards Yang Xiaotian. With nine Martial Ancestors among them, their might was immense.

To Wen Fei, Wen Jingyi, and the others, it was an astonishing force.

However, just as Wen Fei, Wen Jingyi, and the others were about to take action, suddenly, Wu Qi, standing next to Yang Xiaotian, snorted coldly, and his large wooden staff crashed down onto the ground.

A thunderous boom rang out.

The entire ground of the Wind Cloud Commerce Guild trembled.

Centering around the large wooden staff, murky green ice cold aura swallowed toward the people of Wangchun Commerce Association at a terrifying speed.

Wherever it passed, all the experts of Wangchun Commerce Association were completely frozen.

First their feet, then their bodies, heads.

Completely encased in ice there.

In the blink of an eye, over a hundred people from the Wangchun Commerce Association turned into ice sculptures of various poses, including the elder who had just been blown away by Xiao Jin.

In the end, only Tu Kang and Tu Xing from Wangchun Commerce Association were left unfrozen as ice sculptures.

Wen Fei and the experts of Wind Cloud Commerce Guild looked at the ice sculptures before them, all shocked and pale.

One move had frozen over a hundred experts, including ten Martial Ancestors, what kind of strength was this?

They looked at Wu Qi, unable to conceal their fear.

Wen Jingyi too was greatly startled.

She had seen Wu Qi fight before and knew that his strength was not weak, but that was all she knew—that Wu Qi was not weak.

But now, Wu Qi had frozen ten Martial Ancestors and over a hundred Wangchun Commerce Association experts with a single move, which was far beyond just being not weak.

Tu Xing and his son Tu Kang looked at the scene in front of them with faces devoid of color, terrified.

When the murky green ice cold aura surged to Tu Kang’s feet, Tu Kang was so scared he wet himself, soaking the ground.

“Did you say you were the Second Prince’s man?” Yang Xiaotian looked at Tu Xing.

Tu Xing shook his head frantically in terror.

Yang Xiaotian punched the other’s belly again.

Tu Xing’s eyes bulged out, almost insensate with pain.

Yang Xiaotian threw him aside.

“A few days ago, you had someone hijack Wind Cloud Commerce Guild’s goods, now have them sent back,” Yang Xiaotian demanded.

Tu Xing, writhing in agony, had a look of difficulty on his face.

That was because the goods previously taken from Wind Cloud Commerce Guild had mostly been presented to the Second Prince, Cheng Long.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaotian punched him again, scaring Tu Xing into hastily nodding his head, not daring to say another word.

Afterward, Yang Xiaotian let Tu Xing leave with orders to return the goods within an hour.

As for Tu Kang, he was detained.

Tu Xing staggered out of Wind Cloud Commerce Guild, clutching his crotch, bent over, and fled with a face full of terror.

He didn’t flee back to Wangchun Commerce Association but towards the Royal Palace. To Tu Xing’s relief, not long after leaving Wind Cloud Commerce Guild, he ran into Cheng Long’s entourage.

This time, Cheng Long had cordially invited Wang Fan and Liu Shuang from the Pharmacist Hall of Tiandou Academy to visit Divine Sea Royal City. They had just entered the Royal City when they saw someone stumbling from afar, blocking the path of the caravan.

When Cheng Long realized who it was, he was surprised, “Tu Xing.”

Tu Xing came to the front of Cheng Long’s group, crying torrents of tears, “Second Prince, I finally found you, I almost never saw you again just now.”

Seeing Tu Xing cry so pitifully, Cheng Long frowned, “What happened?”

“Second Prince, it’s Wind Cloud Commerce Guild! People from Wind Cloud Commerce Guild crushed my son’s hand bones yesterday! Today I took men to Wind Cloud Commerce Guild to seek justice, but, I didn’t expect that their strength was terrifying.” Tu Xing wore a face full of fear, “One move from his subordinate, and he froze Elder Yan and all of them into ice sculptures!”

“What!” Cheng Long was shocked.

He certainly knew Elder Yan, who was a second-level Martial Ancestor.

Originally, it was he who had arranged for Elder Yan to be by Tu Xing’s side.

Then, Tu Xing continued tremblingly, “He told me to send back all the goods that Wind Cloud Commerce Guild lost some time ago within an hour, otherwise, he would kill my son and annihilate the Wangchun Commerce Association!”

“Annihilate Wangchun Commerce Association?” Cheng Long’s face darkened, “Does he know you’re my man?”

“He knows,” Tu Xing’s voice trembled.