Aotian Was Really Criminal
"Grand Commander, I am investigating this matter..."
Xing Aotian waved his hand impatiently, interrupting him directly. His stuttering words unexpectedly revealed a hint of assertiveness:
"I... I didn't ask you about the... the results of the investigation!"
"Just tell me... tell me who... who hurt my... my son!"
Despite his anger, this fool was still his own flesh and blood.
I, as the father, must get my revenge!
The captain knew Xing Aotian's temper well and knew that further explanation would be useless at this point, so he could only turn to the side, lower his head, and silently give way.
With his stepping aside, Bo Saixi, who had been standing quietly watching the show, was exposed to Xing Aotian's line of sight.
Even though Xing Aotian was a man of great experience, the moment he saw Bo Saixi's face clearly, a hint of undisguised amazement flashed in his eyes.
'This idiot only inherited my aesthetic sense!' Xing Aotian thought to himself.
However, unlike his son, he was not a lecherous man.
Otherwise, with his strength as a level 79 Soul Saint and his status as Grand Commander, he wouldn't have only one son to this day.
He composed himself, strode up to Bo Saixi, and sneered:
"In broad daylight... in the sun! In the... in the capital of the empire! Who... who gave you the audacity... to commit such a heinous act in the street!"
Bo Saixi was a little confused at this moment. What kind of person was this guy who suddenly appeared?
When she first heard his stammering and strange screams, and saw him anxiously checking on the young man's condition, Bo Saixi was already ready to take action.
Seeing that he then kicked his own son to the ground, who is still face down, Bo Saixi decided to wait and see.
And then this person turned around and started attacking me again?!
Are all Land Soul Master this complicated in their way of doing things?
Why is Tang Chen so straightforward?
Regardless of her inner thoughts, her desire to take action against this "disabled person" who couldn't speak clearly diminished considerably at this moment.
"Did anyone see me committing violence in the street?" Faced with Xing Aotian's question, she simply pointed expressionlessly at the playboy who was lying face down on the ground. "This is your masterpiece."
"I... I..." Xing Aotian was speechless for a moment, and the rest of his words got stuck in his throat.
He turned his head, somewhat annoyed and embarrassed, and looked sharply at the City Guard Captain.
The captain, who had been keeping his head down, felt the malice in that gaze and buried his head even lower, wishing he could just crawl into his crotch.
Xing Aotian snorted coldly and then glanced at the few wicked servants huddled to the side, his eyes filled with a clear warning.
Those few wicked servants were all shrewd people who could read people's expressions and change their tune depending on the situation.
Upon seeing this, they immediately understood their master's intention and scrambled to the side of Profligate Young Master a spoiled young master).
One of them even slid to his knees and rushed forward, carefully turning the unconscious young master over so that he could lean against his thigh.
Then, pointing at Poseidon, west started wailing at the top of her lungs:
"It was this woman who knocked you unconscious, young master! I saw it with my own eyes, it's absolutely true! I... I'm willing to vouch for it with my integrity!"
Personality? You think you have something so extravagant?
This was the sentiment of almost everyone present, including Xing Aotian himself.
Anyone who hangs out with his son would have had their integrity worn away long ago!
However, none of this matters.
Aren't vicious dogs meant to bite people?
Xing Aotian looked at Bo Saixi, tilted his head slightly, and asked, "You... you have... what else to say?"
Facing Bo Saixi, who was 1.8 meters tall, wore Sky-High Heels, and exuded a powerful aura of authority, he actually felt considerable pressure.
Bo Saixi's lips curled slightly, a hint of mockery in her eyes, as she retorted, "There shouldn't be any more. You... are you finished?"
"Know... know your place!" Xing Aotian, completely oblivious to the other party's implied meaning, felt he had the upper hand and waved his hand to give the order:
"Someone... someone! Give me... give me... give me..."
"It's so lively!" Just then, a clear, melodious voice, tinged with excitement, suddenly came from the direction of the crowd.
The person who arrived was Ning Rongrong, who had struggled to break through the crowd of onlookers.
She blinked her bright, large eyes and, mimicking Xing Aotian's stuttering, said in a very lifelike manner:
"I'll get you... I'll get you... what do you want me to get?"
"Damn it, he's copying... copying me..." Upon hearing this, Xing Aotian was instantly enraged and turned around to lash out.
He hates it when people imitate his stuttering; it's so hard to understand.
However, when he saw the two beautiful young women behind the newcomer, the words he was about to say were once again stuck in his throat.
He didn't know Ning Rongrong, but he recognized Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu beside her at a glance.
These two girls were well-known in the noble circles of Heaven Dou City.
They're all from the Shrek Academy!
The biggest dark horse in this year's Spirit Master Competition, Monster Academy, crushed their opponents with a perfect record in both the Preliminary Tournament and Promotion Tournament.
That mysterious academy that attracted the covetous eyes of various sects, yet managed to garner support from both the Heaven Dou Imperial Family and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School, ultimately forcing even the Elephant Armor Sect, one of the Lower Four Sects, to back down.
Xing Aotian is no fool for having risen to his current position.
Rumors circulated that he was a close confidant of Marshal Ge Long, but in reality, he had already decided on the right path and secretly pledged allegiance to Crown Prince Xue Qinghe.
He knew that His Crown Prince had a close relationship with the Shrek Academy.
If we accidentally offend them today, and it gets back to His Crown Prince ...
Moreover, there are rumors that the beloved daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Master Ning's Sect Master Ning is also studying at the Shrek Academy.
Could this gorgeously dressed, stunningly beautiful young woman before me be...?
Thinking of this, Xing Aotian couldn't help but gasp! No way?!
Ning Rongrong heard the word "damn it" clearly, and a playful smile appeared on her face, "Who's damn it?"
At this moment, the anger on Xing Aotian's face had been replaced by tension and unease. He forced a smile that looked worse than a grimace and stammered, "..."
"What... what... what is your surname?!"
Looking at his arrogant yet obsequious demeanor, Ning Rongrong smiled silently, a hint of cunning in her eyes, and softly uttered a single word: "Ning".
The simple character "Ning" struck Xing Aotian like a thunderclap, confirming his worst suspicions.
It really is her!
Ning Fengzhi's most beloved youngest daughter!
The existence that can make Sword and Bone Douluo, while having their beards pulled, still happily call him "Little Ancestor"!
Xing Aotian felt a chill instantly rise from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
He wasn't afraid of what Ning Rongrong would do to him.
This little girl looks charming and lively; she may like to play pranks, but she doesn't seem like a ruthless person.
He wasn't too afraid of Ning Fengzhi, as long as it didn't touch the core interests of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi was a well-known gentle and refined gentleman.
But he feared Chen Xin and Gu Rong, who had earned the titles of "strongest attack" and "strongest defense" with just a sword and a bone!
And the little girl's senior brother—
Crown Prince Xue Qinghe!
What should I say?
At this moment, I probably wouldn't even be able to utter a complete sentence.
In a moment of desperation, he instinctively turned his gaze to Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, who were standing beside Ning Rongrong.
These two girls are also from the Shrek Academy, so perhaps... perhaps they can help smooth things over?
It was only then that he belatedly noticed that behind the three women stood a handsome young man with a full head of white hair.
The other party completely ignored his presence.
His gaze passed over him and met the silent stare of the mysterious woman behind him!
An invisible field subtly formed between the two, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment.