The Crooked Mouth Arrived, the Crooked Mouth Was Crippled

That voice exploded like a thunderclap.

The guests in the Banquet Hall all turned to look.

A flat-haired man strode in slowly, his footsteps steady and powerful.

His face was incomparably gloomy, his gaze sharp as blades, his features resolute, and the corner of his mouth slightly crooked, carrying an utter chill.

To recognize the Protagonist, just look at that mouth. If it could crook, it was him.

The newcomer was none other than the arriving Lin Chen!

He could not exactly be called handsome; it would be more accurate to say he had absolutely nothing to do with the word handsome.

Yet even if he had grown crooked, it did not stop him from being moonlight in girls' eyes.

The sweetheart in young ladies' hearts.

The spring dew in their dreams.

The festering sore at the root of the sister-in-law's thigh!

To barge in like this and dare utter such ruthless words—

Quite a few people thought this Crooked Mouth had gone mad.

The bodyguards maintaining order at the venue were about to rush forward and seize Lin Chen.

But Shen Wuxiao stopped them. "What are you doing? All who come are guests. Stand down!"

The bodyguards promptly retreated.

Shen Wuxiao simply did not want Lin Chen to make a move and successfully show off.

Those bodyguards truly were no match for him.

Uncle Wu was already standing nearby, but without Shen Wuxiao's order, he naturally remained still.

Liu Qingqing naturally saw Lin Chen as well, and her eyes instantly reddened.

Tears were about to spill over.

"Lin Chen..." Liu Qingqing's heart raced wildly, and she could not pull her gaze away at all.

Lin Chen was looking at Liu Qingqing too. Their eyes met, and it was indescribably moving.

Shen Wuxiao looked at Lin Chen and smiled freely. "Crooked Mouth, are you here to attend the wedding banquet?"

"Did you pay your wedding gift money? Looking at your sorry ass, you're like a Beggar. You probably can't scrape together a few coins. There are loan companies here—go borrow some if you have to."

The venue erupted in laughter, everyone looking at Lin Chen as though he were an idiot.

One after another, they followed Shen Wuxiao's lead in mocking him.

"Kid, if you're short on money, there's no need to beg anyone. Download the APP, and you'll directly get a credit limit of one hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Hahaha, or open Gay Men Network. Once you verify that you're gay, you'll get a credit limit of two hundred thousand!"

Lin Chen pursed his lips disdainfully and ignored them.

He looked at Shen Wuxiao, his gaze becoming sharp once more.

"Heh, you sure can talk. Just for slandering Qingqing earlier, I ought to rip out your tongue!"

As soon as those words fell, no one in the venue dared laugh anymore. They were all stunned.

They immediately began rebuking him as well.

"Is this guy a complete idiot? Do you even hear what you're saying?"

"This is hilarious. It's my first time hearing someone dare threaten Young Master Shen. Hey, Crooked Mouth, kneel now, and perhaps you'll still be able to leave in one piece."

Mocking voices rang out without end.

Everyone pointed at Lin Chen.

The Liu Family cursed as well. "Where did this Beggar come from, daring to spout such wild nonsense here?"

They were not fools, and naturally saw some clues.

This Crooked Mouth seemed to be an old acquaintance of their daughter.

"A pack of snobs who chase power and wealth!" Lin Chen said disdainfully. "Looks like I really have to draw some blood today!"

Lin Chen gave a cold smile and was about to rush forward to make a move.

He was unbelievably fast. His five fingers formed a claw, wind rising beneath his feet. In the blink of an eye, he had reached the stage and was about to seize Shen Wuxiao by the throat.

But just as his hand neared Shen Wuxiao, a heavy, overwhelming blow slammed into his back.

His aura shook violently!

Lin Chen's eyes instantly bloodshot as his entire body smashed heavily onto the stage, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Urgh..."

Lin Chen lay sprawled right before Shen Wuxiao.

Lin Chen tried to rise quickly, but at that moment, a shoe stepped on his head and ground down.

No matter how hard he struggled, he could not move at all.

"Oh? Delivering your own head on a platter?" Shen Wuxiao stepped on his head, a teasing smile on his face.

Lin Chen's mentality nearly collapsed.

There were actually two experts here. That middle-aged man behind him was someone he could not resist at all.

But even this Dandy Young Master was far stronger than him. With his foot on him, Lin Chen could not move in the slightest.

How could it be like this?

Liu Qingqing panicked as well. She cried out Lin Chen's name and rushed forward, trying to pry Shen Wuxiao's leg away.

"Shen Wuxiao, you're outrageous! Let him go, now!"

Shen Wuxiao remained unmoved.

Liu Qingqing grew frantic and shoved Shen Wuxiao. "I'll count to three. Let him go!"

"One, two..."

Slap!

Before she could finish counting, Shen Wuxiao's ruthless, merciless slap greeted Liu Qingqing.

That slap directly knocked two of Liu Qingqing's teeth flying.

Her face swelled visibly, her body staggered, and she tumbled heavily off the stage with a loud crash.

"Qingqing, you're being disobedient now. Be good—lie on the floor for a while. I'll comfort you later, okay?"

Shen Wuxiao wore a smile from beginning to end.

Yet that smile made people's hair stand on end.

Seeing their daughter beaten, the Liu Family's blood rushed to their heads. For a moment, they seemed to have forgotten Shen Wuxiao's identity.

"How could you hit my daughter? How can I be at ease handing my daughter over to you like this?"

"No matter what, you can't just hit people!"

Liu Qingqing herself was completely dumbfounded.

How dared he?

He had never even spoken harshly to her before, yet today he actually dared hit her!

After today, even if Shen Wuxiao knelt and begged her, she would break off this engagement. She had to break it off!

Shen Wuxiao was in no hurry to speak with them. Instead, he turned his gaze toward Lin Chen beneath his foot.

He crooked a finger at Uncle Wu.

Uncle Wu immediately handed over a sharp dagger.

Shen Wuxiao raised a hand and tapped the dagger's tip, then crouched down.

"Your name is Lin Chen, right? I never provoked you. You disrupted my wedding banquet, and now you want to rip out my tongue."

"Does the whole world answer to you?"

Lin Chen was furious and was about to speak.

"Pfft—"

"Ahhhh!"

Before he could say anything, a dagger pierced straight through his palm, pinning it to the stage.

With a backhanded slash, Lin Chen's fingers flew away!

"Ding, cut off the Protagonist's fingers. Points +5000"

"Don't!" Liu Qingqing was terrified. Even though she had been injured in the fall, she still tried to rush over and protect Lin Chen.

"Shen Wuxiao, you bastard! Let him go! I'll never forgive you! Sob... Bro Lin Chen..."

Shen Wuxiao truly wanted to rip out her tongue. She was far too noisy.

But he could not. He had obsessive-compulsive disorder; the Liu Family had to line up neatly and properly.

He looked at Lin Chen again. "She's protecting you so fiercely. You must be very moved right now, and you probably want to erupt, but..."

Whoosh!

With a lift of his hand and a fall of the blade, Shen Wuxiao pulled out the dagger and stabbed it deeply into Lin Chen's other hand once more.

"Ahh!~~"

The wail echoed through the entire Banquet Hall. Everyone below felt their scalps go numb and did not dare breathe loudly.

Lin Chen's entire body shook like a sieve. The pain twisted his face into a savage mask, while sweat as large as beans rolled down his forehead.

"Stop! How dare you harm my disciple!"

Before the screams had faded, another incomparably thunderous voice rang out from outside.

The voice arrived before the man did.

The next second, a figure shot over at breakneck speed.

Straight toward the stage.

The sudden turn of events drew cries of alarm from everyone present.

Lin Chen saw hope as well.

The newcomer was Han Zhen, his master from the military.

A Fifth Rank, Ninth Stage expert.

With him making a move, there would definitely be no trouble today.

"Master..."

Han Zhen had learned that his disciple had left not long ago and headed for this hotel.

He had originally been quite at ease. With Lin Chen's intelligence, talent, and strength, so long as he did not challenge someone above his rank, he had few opponents in the city.

But once he saw that the wedding banquet here was being held by someone named Shen Wuxiao, he sensed that something was wrong.

Who did not know the name Shen Wuxiao? He was a notorious Dandy with an unimaginably terrifying background.

If Lin Chen had truly done something to him, then matters would become serious.

Still not at ease, he had followed after all.

He had never expected that, arriving only moments later, he would see his disciple being tortured like a dog.

Han Zhen's aura suddenly erupted. True force burst forth as he shot toward the stage like a cannonball!

In his wake, the shockwaves he generated overturned the surrounding tables and chairs!

"Young Master, be careful!" Uncle Wu's expression turned grave as he immediately prepared to block him.

But Shen Wuxiao stopped Uncle Wu with one hand and directly met the attack.

Uncle Wu's heart jolted. Nothing could happen to the Young Master.

"Overestimating yourself!" Han Zhen sneered in his heart.

At worst, he would cripple Shen Wuxiao today, then take his disciple and hide first.

In any case, he could not stand by and watch his disciple come to harm.

The instant the two clashed, a blast of air swept outward!

Han Zhen came fast, and he flew away just as fast.

Han Zhen slammed heavily onto the floor, skidding more than ten meters before violently spraying out a mouthful of blood.

Han Zhen clutched his chest, shocked to the core. How could this Dandy be so strong?

At his age, he already possessed the strength of the Sixth Rank?

With such talent, even Lin Chen's Older Brother Lin Fan, who had been praised as a genius, likely could not compare to him!

Shen Wuxiao sneered contemptuously. "Beat the little one and the old one comes running. What, do you think you're Sugar Plus Three Spoons?"

Though Han Zhen was shocked, he could not show weakness at this moment.

Seeing Han Zhen still putting on a tough front, Shen Wuxiao sneered. "There should be quite a few people above you, right? Yet you dare act so arrogantly? There's no one above my family."

"Since you came today, don't even think about leaving!"

Han Zhen had held back in that earlier strike, not daring to truly kill Shen Wuxiao.

But Shen Wuxiao had not held back, directly inflicting grave injuries on Han Zhen.

Whoosh!

At this moment, more than twenty Second Rank martial artists surrounded the area, standing beneath the stage.

Their expressions were solemn, their bearing imposing.

Several of them went over and pinned the heavily injured Han Zhen to the ground as well.

That high-ranking military superior was like an ant before Shen Wuxiao, utterly unable to move.

Quite a few people understood that something enormous was about to happen.

Shen Wuxiao leaped back onto the stage and looked at Lin Chen with a faint smile. "There shouldn't be anyone left to save you now, right?"

"What a pity. Since that's the case, no more nonsense. Time to get on the road!"

Shen Wuxiao did not use the dagger, choosing instead the most humiliating method.

He suddenly raised his foot and stomped viciously down toward Lin Chen's neck!

Son of Destiny? Heh heh!

Even if he possessed heavens-shaking luck, there was no way he could escape now.

He did not even have the qualification to make one last desperate gamble!

Lin Chen looked at Shen Wuxiao's raised foot and felt the terrifying fluctuations of true force.

For the first time, he experienced the scent of death.

Death shrouded his entire body.

What a Martial Way Genius he was—outstanding even in the military.

His future had been boundless. Some had even declared that one day, there would be a place for him at the pinnacle of the Martial Way!

Who would have thought that the moment he left, he would meet the end of his life?

Unwilling! He refused to accept this!!

Lin Chen desperately tried to roll over and rise.

But he was nowhere near as fast as Shen Wuxiao.

"Don't!!" Liu Qingqing saw the scene as well and screamed.

"No!" Han Zhen shouted too.

"No!" Lin Chen cried out unwillingly as well.