Kill!

On the main road.

A group of formidable, well-equipped, neatly uniformed mercenaries stood there, blocking a spacious and luxurious-looking carriage.

There were around thirty of them, each radiating a fierce, hardened aura.

Clearly, they were elite members of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group, all at least three-star Dou Zhe.

Leading them, however, was a young man who looked eighteen or nineteen.

They were all staring at the carriage.

Creak~

As the carriage door opened, a handsome youth dressed in black, with a jade hairband around his head and an indescribable aura faintly emanating from him, stepped out.

Behind him followed a beautiful girl in white.

"Young Master, it's them."

One of the mercenaries Wei Yang had beaten yesterday spoke softly to the young man at the front. His gaze toward Wei Yang was filled with both hatred and fear.

The leading young man narrowed his eyes at Wei Yang. Sensing the intangible aura around him, his brows immediately furrowed.

He had seen enough to know that people with such a powerful presence were generally not to be provoked.

His father, Mu She, the leader of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group, possessed a similar aura.

It was a bearing that naturally emanated only from those with strength or status.

He looks hard to deal with, the young man thought.

He had been considering whether to let the matter go. After all, there was no irreconcilable grudge between them; only three of his subordinates had been beaten. He could demand some compensation, let both sides save face, give his men an explanation, and call it settled.

But when he saw Ye Xian'er standing behind Wei Yang, his eyes lit up, and undisguised heat flashed through them.

Though Ye Xian'er still looked somewhat young and immature, she was exactly his type.

The leading young man's burning gaze roamed freely over Ye Xian'er.

Her ethereal, fairy-like temperament, beautiful little face, delicate features, fair skin, exquisite waist slim enough to grasp with one hand, and the small breasts beginning to develop.

All of it set his heart ablaze. He could not help swallowing to moisten his dry throat, then licked his lips.

He, Mu Li, the young master of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group, could stir up the winds and clouds in Green Mountain Town. But when had he ever seen such a stunning little beauty?

In the original story, Mu Li had also lusted after Xiao Yi Xian and pursued her desperately.

But at that time, Xiao Yi Xian was the goddess in the hearts of countless mercenaries. She had saved innumerable lives, earned their respect, and had many supporters.

Furthermore, Myriad Medicine House was considered a major force in Green Mountain Town.

Thus, even Mu Li had not dared act recklessly for fear of provoking public outrage.

Yet in this timeline, although Ye Xian'er had not gained that goddess-like halo, Mu Li had still fallen for her at first sight.

So he looked back at Wei Yang, suppressing his previous intention to settle things privately.

Wei Yang stood on the platform before the carriage door, one hand resting on the railing as he looked down at the mercenaries. Finally, his gaze settled on Mu Li, who stood at their head.

Mu Li was one of the few people he had encountered who had a name in the original story.

He was a minor boss in the early stages, but he had died soon after appearing, simply because he had provoked the Child of Destiny.

Wei Yang greatly disliked the way the other man looked at Ye Xian'er.

Wei Yang did not like trouble, but that did not mean he feared it.

Ever since he had made his decision yesterday, Ye Xian'er had already come to occupy an important place in his heart.

He would never allow anyone to defile her.

Forget touching her—even looking at her with that sort of intent was unacceptable.

So Wei Yang was angry now. Very unhappy.

A faint killing intent rose in his heart.

"What is it?" Wei Yang asked flatly.

At his words, Mu Li waved a hand, and three mercenaries stepped up beside him. They were the very three Wei Yang had beaten yesterday.

Mu Li pointed at them and coldly asked Wei Yang, "Do you recognize them?"

Wei Yang shook his head. "No."

"You!" The three mercenaries immediately glared at him.

Good grief. He had beaten them just yesterday, and after only one night, he claimed not to recognize them?

Mu Li was furious as well. He sneered. "What a fine 'no.' You injured them yesterday, yet today you dare deny it? Are you that forgetful, or are you trying to weasel out of it?"

"Oh, them."

Putting on a look of sudden realization, Wei Yang nodded. "I did beat three dogs yesterday."

Uproar~

The crowd immediately erupted.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sounds of swords and blades being drawn rang out one after another.

They all glared furiously at Wei Yang.

Especially the three mercenaries who had been beaten yesterday. Their eyes had turned red, and they looked as though they wanted to swallow Wei Yang alive.

This was too much!

He had beaten them, then called them dogs?

They had all lived by licking blood from their blades. They could be killed, but not humiliated!

Mu Li was dumbfounded as well. From childhood until now, he had never seen anyone so arrogant.

When he came back to his senses, Mu Li gritted his teeth and laughed in extreme anger. "Good, good, good! It seems you truly do not take my Wolf Head Mercenary Group seriously! Do you think the Wolf Head Mercenary Group is easy to bully? If you do not give us an explanation today, don't even think about leaving Green Mountain Town!"

Mu Li had his concerns, so he did not make his words absolute or start shouting about killing.

He was merely overbearing, not truly stupid.

The more fearless Wei Yang acted, the more wary and apprehensive Mu Li became.

"Why should I take your so-called Wolf Head, Dog Head, whatever group seriously?"

"As for an explanation?" Wei Yang turned slightly, revealing Ye Xian'er behind him. "You bullied my girl, and you still dare demand an explanation from me?"

Wei Yang's words instantly made Ye Xian'er's face flush red. Biting her lip, she looked at him with both embarrassment and annoyance in her eyes, along with a trace of inexplicable joy.

How annoying... when did I ever become his girl...?

Wei Yang glanced at her from the corner of his eye. Seeing her shy and angry little expression, he was immediately reassured.

Perfect!

The reason he had patiently wasted so much time bickering with these small fry was precisely so he could seize the chance to say that line.

Slowly win her over and cultivate their feelings?

No!

While Ye Xian'er was still young, innocent, and easiest to coax, he first had to establish his claim.

Seeing Ye Xian'er's reaction now, Wei Yang was at ease.

If she did not object, that meant she accepted it by default, right?

Very good.

His declaration of ownership had succeeded.

Once that mark had been stamped, she would not be able to run away.

With his claim established, everything else was no longer a problem. She was already meat in his mouth.

Having achieved his goal, Wei Yang could not be bothered wasting words on these people anymore. His gaze gradually turned dangerous.

"Xian'er, go back into the carriage first."

As Wei Yang spoke, his feet moved, and his body leaped into the air.

Whoosh!

He transformed into a black shadow that streaked through the air, arriving before Mu Li in the blink of an eye.

Now that this tool had served its purpose, it could die!

On the other side, Mu Li heard Wei Yang's words and was both enraged and consumed by envy and jealousy.

Such a beauty was already his?

Damn it!

"Are you really going against my Wolf Head Mercenary Group? State your name... urgh."

Mu Li had been shouting when a black shadow suddenly flashed before his eyes. Then a pair of iron vise-like hands clamped around his neck.

"What did you say? I didn't hear you." Wei Yang gripped Mu Li by the throat with one hand, lifting him entirely off the ground before viciously slamming him down.

Bang!

A dull impact rang out, accompanied by the faint crack of breaking bones.

Mu Li's eyes nearly bulged from their sockets.

Then his consciousness sank into darkness.

Wei Yang released him and stood up.

Silence.

The scene was deathly quiet.

The mercenaries all stared wide-eyed at their young master lying on the ground, already devoid of life, his neck twisted at a grotesque angle. Their hearts turned icy.

It was over.

The young master was dead.

Everything was over.

Then they looked at Wei Yang in terror, at this youth who appeared to be no more than fifteen or sixteen.

He was a demon!

The three mercenaries at the front were especially despairing.

They knew they were doomed.

If this demon of a youth did not kill them, their leader would.

"I remember telling you that the price of coming to cause me trouble was very high."

Wei Yang spoke softly, then grinned. Deep crimson Dou Qi flared over his palm, and his body moved, becoming an afterimage as he charged into the crowd.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The chests of the three mercenaries at the front caved in, and their bodies flew through the air like rag sacks.

Then the black afterimage continued sweeping through the crowd.

"Ah~"

Bang!

Every scream represented another life lost.

"Ah~"

"Spare us!"

"Run!"

"Run, quickly!"

Some were sent flying, some desperately begged for mercy, and some fled madly.

But without exception, they all ended up as corpses.

Very soon, in less than a minute, the ground was covered in bodies lying in every direction. Most had caved-in chests, while a few had crushed skulls.

Only Wei Yang remained standing.