Disturbance (2)

Chapter 33: Storm (2)

The entire inn fell silent. Everyone stared blankly at what was happening before them, their dazed eyes revealing the depth of their shock.

"Good! Good! Good!" Three consecutive "good"s escaped Ximu's gritted teeth. Ximu's originally pale face was now so dark it seemed water could drip from it.

"Guards! Arrest all of them! If there's any resistance, kill them on the spot!"

He finished by rubbing his hands together, channeling the Battle Qi within him, and menacingly advanced towards Niya.

In his eyes, a few brats were no match for his two Fourth Order guards.

"Yes!" The two guards behind him quickly responded, charging towards Chen Yun and the others with their War Hammers. The burly man with the full beard, however, remained still.

Chen Yun looked at the two guards rushing towards them and quietly said to Brian beside him, "Go help your sister! I'll handle things here!"

Brian glanced at Chen Yun, said nothing, and then rushed towards Niya, who was being forced back by Ximu.

Meanwhile, Guke, standing with Lia, trembled. His eyes flashed with sharp light as he stared at the guards charging towards them. He drew the War Hammer from his waist and met one of the guards with lightning speed.

This was the first time Chen Yun had seen Guke in action. Guke's speed was incredibly fast, no slower than a Fourth Order Peak Fighter.

Watching Guke's powerful and precise footwork, the linear, smooth muscles in his arms, Chen Yun was secretly curious. But before he could think further, the other guard had already reached him.

That guard, of course, disdained attacking Lia and France first. Only Chen Yun made him feel uneasy.

Chen Yun shook his head helplessly. He quickly wiped his right hand across his left finger, and a gleaming War Hammer appeared in his hand. The War Hammer whistled through the air, creating a muffled sound as it was fiercely swung upwards to meet the War Hammer smashing down from above.

"Boom!" A deafening collision sound erupted.

The guard's hands, gripping the hammer, felt as if struck by lightning. The War Hammer flew out of his grasp, tossed high backward. The entire floor had already cleared a space, so no one else was affected.

Before the guard could react, Chen Yun's War Hammer struck the guard's abdomen like lightning.

The guard was undoubtedly sent flying, and blood sprayed from his mouth in a beautiful arc through the air, drawing gasps from the onlookers.

If Chen Yun hadn't held back, the guard would have been more than just spitting blood; he would have been pulverized into paste.

However, Chen Yun didn't want to kill anyone, especially on someone else's turf.

At this point, Ximu was dumbfounded. What he thought was a sure thing had taken such a drastic turn. If it weren't for the guard captain behind him, who had been standing still, Ximu himself would likely be lying on the ground by now.

Chen Yun glanced at Guke's fight. That guard had been pushed into a precarious situation by Guke.

But for some reason, Chen Yun felt that Guke wasn't using his full strength.

He couldn't dwell on it, though, as Brian was now being restrained by the burly man with the full beard.

Although the burly man inwardly disdained Ximu, he was, after all, the City Lord's son.

And the City Lord had saved his life years ago, which was why he agreed to protect Ximu.

Of course, this protection was limited; he wasn't an enforcer. Therefore, the burly man only restrained Brian and didn't harm him.

Chen Yun cast a calm glance at the burly man and said, "Let him go! You're up against me!"

Hearing this, the burly man stared at Chen Yun with his tiger-like eyes for a long time, a flicker of fiery passion appearing in them. He could feel that Chen Yun's strength was no less than his own, perhaps even greater.

He knew that although his Battle Qi was only at Fifth Order Peak, his combat power was comparable to that of an ordinary War Emperor.

While Chen Yun's youth and formidable strength shocked him, what filled his heart more was an intense fighting spirit.

After all, his nickname was "Battle Maniac." He would fight anyone of similar strength, and sometimes even dared to challenge those stronger than him.

The burly man nodded at Chen Yun, loosened his grip, and released Brian.

"Brother! Are you okay?" Niya rushed forward to help Brian. She had been terrified seeing her brother unable to move in the other man's grasp.

Brian managed a weak smile. "I'm fine! Don't worry!"

But he was covered in cold sweat. The burly man had only lightly grabbed his shoulder, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move.

If the man had wanted to kill him, it would have been as easy as flipping a hand. Brian shuddered at the thought.

After all, having been pampered since childhood, he had never encountered such a situation!

However, he didn't say anything. The other man's strength was evident, and unlike that spoiled brat Ximu, Brian was calm. This was necessary!

"Chen Yun (Brother Chen), be careful!" The others said to Chen Yun with worried expressions.

They could feel the terrifying strength of the burly man. The oppressive aura emanating from him made their souls tremble, far stronger than that Rhino Horn Beast they had encountered that day.

Although they knew Chen Yun was strong and had easily dealt with the Rhino Horn Beast that day, they still felt uncertain facing the burly man.

Chen Yun turned his head and gave them a faint smile. "Don't worry!"

Then, his body trembled, and a vast aura surged towards the burly man opposite him.

The force of it made the burly man's body sway slightly.

Immediately, Chen Yun retracted his aura and turned, darting outside. He left behind a faint sentence: "Let's go outside to fight!"

The burly man's eyes blazed with excitement. He shouted, "Good!"

His powerful body trembled, and he followed closely.

City Lord's Mansion.

A dignified middle-aged man was sitting in his study, flipping through documents.

He was none other than Morit Allen, the City Lord of Skyfall City.

Morit had a square, imposing face and a pair of tiger-like eyes that gleamed with sharp intelligence, giving him an aura of natural authority. His slightly tanned skin and large, rough hands clearly showed he was someone who had practiced martial arts for a long time.

Speaking of Morit, he was an undeniable talent. Not only had his own strength reached the War Emperor Peak years ago, but Skyfall City had also been managed in an orderly fashion under his governance. Furthermore, its powerful defenses had repelled wave after wave of Fierce Beast assaults.

As such, he was highly valued by His Majesty of the Proud Moon Empire.

Fierce Beast waves were an annual occurrence on the War God Continent. Any city or town near the forests would be impacted by these assaults, though the reasons behind them remained unknown to anyone.

At this moment, Morit's hand, which was flipping through documents, suddenly paused. He glanced towards a dark corner of the study.

He said calmly, "Since you're here, why be so sneaky?"

"Heh heh! City Lord Morit indeed has profound strength! You discovered me the moment I arrived. It seems you've made significant progress over the years! You must have stepped into the Emperor Rank realm by now!"

An aged voice came from the shadowy corner, and a white-haired old man in a grey robe slowly walked out.

"Heh heh, your technique for concealing your aura is also quite brilliant! And your strength is at the War Emperor Peak! If I hadn't just stepped into the Emperor Rank, I probably still wouldn't have found you!"

Morit looked deeply at the old man before him.

The old man smiled faintly and cupped his hands towards Morit. "City Lord, you flatter me. This old man can't possibly bear such praise from an Emperor Rank expert!"

Morit looked at the old man before him with an unfathomable gaze. "Old sir, you are too modest. However, I don't think you've come here just to banter with me!"

"Heh heh, of course not! I've come to inform you that your son is truly audacious! He dares to tease the Empire's Princess! If His Majesty finds out, I'm afraid..." the old man said with a hint of anger.

Morit's usually calm, square face suddenly changed color. He abruptly stood up from his seat and said, "What! Old sir, you can't just say such things!"

His aura involuntarily pressed down on the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man, subjected to this pressure, also looked solemn. The aura of an Emperor Rank expert was not something a mere War Emperor Peak could resist.

"Whether it's true or not, City Lord can personally go and verify. I only hope you don't reveal the identities of the Princess and the Second Prince when you do!"

With that, he leaped outwards.

"Where do you think you're going! Do you think the City Lord's Mansion is a place you can just come and go as you please?"

Morit shouted sternly and was about to give chase.

But the white-haired old man suddenly produced a purple-gold token.

The purple-gold token had intricate, repeating carved patterns. The large character "Emperor" in the center made Morit's pupils contract, and he abruptly halted his movement.