Yang Bukeng's Worries

"Give these people to Jingzhong so he can catch his breath."

"As for the two small fry who escaped the net, send men to find them and capture them together."

Anyone who offends the Yang Family will suffer a terrible fate!

"Yes, home!"

At the Yang Family's martial arts arena, about a hundred people lay sprawled on the ground, each covered in wounds, their Spiritual Power sealed, and their hands and feet bound.

"Senior brother, senior sister, what should we do?"

"Will these people try to kill us?"

Everyone stared expectantly at Shu Huaigang and Liu Shuyao, regarding them as their pillars of support.

"Fellow junior brothers and sisters, don't be afraid!"

We're here to participate in the Grand Martial Arts Tournament, and we've registered and filed our information. They wouldn't dare do anything to us!

At most, they'll torture me a bit to vent their anger; they would never dare to kill me!

Liu Shuyao quickly offered words of comfort to everyone, her tone firm.

She didn't believe these people would dare to harm them, especially with Zong Yi and the Supreme Elder there; they would definitely come to save her.

Shu Huaigang's expression was ferocious and he was extremely angry. These Tu ethnic groups were really arrogant, daring to attack them in broad daylight.

They're representing their sect in this Martial Arts Competition, how dare these people?

Weakness is not a sin; in the end, it's just that we are too weak!

If one is strong, who would dare to cause trouble?

At this moment, he had an unprecedented desire to become powerful, and this obsession put him at risk of going astray.

"Senior Brother Shu, calm down! The sect leader and the Supreme Elder will come to save us. The Supreme Elder will help us seek justice!"

Liu Shuyao noticed Shu Huaigang's unusual behavior and quickly tried to comfort him.

Call--

Shu Huaigang let out a long sigh of relief, and his expression gradually calmed down.

"Junior Sister Liu, thank you!" Shu Huaigang thanked her sincerely, almost going berserk in the process.

Yang Jingzhong in a chair, a maid in a light green dress giving him a full-body massage, while another young maid popped peeled grapes into his mouth.

"Hmm, not bad, it's delicious! The grapes that Xing'er peeled are delicious!"

"That Xing'er, later you can use your rosy little mouth to hold it and then feed it to me."

"Young master loves your cherry-like lips, hehehe!"

Yang Jingzhong ate grapes while flirting with his maid.

"Oh dear, young master, you're so naughty! You've embarrassed me to death!"

"Hehehe, if the young master isn't bad, Xing'er won't love him!"

"Come on, ah..."

Yang Jingzhong, waiting for Xing'er to feed her grapes.

"Young Master, the Master has sent men to arrest all those people and is specifically requesting that you deal with them!"

Yang Jingzhong, who had been languid and flirting with the maids, suddenly perked up and stood up abruptly.

"Real?"

"They've all been arrested, and I'm supposed to handle their fate myself?"

"Yes, young master!"

"That's how the master arranged things, but... there are still two people who slipped through the net."

"Which two people?" Yang Jingzhong Wen Dao urgently.

"It's their patriarch Huo Cangliang, and there's also someone who's supposedly Supreme Elder, currently trying to pass the trials in the Trial Tower."

"The Supreme Elder, is that bastard Hua Qiang?"

"Uh... yes, young master!"

Yang Jingzhong's face immediately darkened, because the culprit, the person who humiliated and beat him, was Hua Qiang!

Never mind!

Those disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect were captured, and he had to torture and humiliate them severely to avenge the humiliation he had suffered before.

As for that bastard, let him Xiaoyao for now.

Once the family sends a skilled hunter to capture him, I will skin him alive, remove his tendons, chop him into pieces, and feed the meat to the dogs.

"Let's go, take Young Master Yi to deal with them!"

Yang Jingzhong a step forward, then suddenly turned around and grabbed Xing'er and another maid's breasts hard.

"Haha, my two little darlings, Young Master will go deal with his enemies first, and will come back to pamper you later."

Um--

The two were in pain from his grip, but dared not cry out, and could only groan softly in pain.

Yang Jingzhong led a group of wicked servants to the martial arts arena. Seeing the Azure Cloud Sect disciples lying on the ground in a sorry state, he laughed loudly.

Hahahaha.

"You bunch of bastards, now that you've fallen into my hands, I'll make sure you suffer and learn what happens when you offend Young Master."

He waved his hand and said, "You all deal with them for Young Master."

"Yes, young master!"

The group of wicked servants rushed forward, each wielding a stick, and then proceeded to beat Shu Huaigang, Liu Shuyao, and the others mercilessly.

"Hey, wait a minute, you there, yes, that woman in the white dress, don't hit her in the face."

No, don't hit that woman. Find two people to carry her to the room.

You must fulfill your previous promise and have some fun.

After you've had your fill, then we'll give you a good beating with sticks, hahaha!

You little vixen, you've fallen into Young Master's hands. He can play with you however he wants.

Let's see who can save you now!

The disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect were all furious, their eyes blazing with anger.

As these people continued to beat him with sticks, he twisted his body desperately to avoid them, cursing loudly as he did so.

"You bastards, if you have the guts, kill me."

When our sect leader and the Supreme Elder arrive, we will skin you alive, tear out your tendons, and burn you to ashes!

"I've suffered so much, and I'll make you pay tenfold, a hundredfold!"

"Oh ho, you're so stubborn, aren't you? I'll smash your mouth in!"

These wicked servants swung their sticks even more vigorously, viciously beating those stubborn disciples until their faces were swollen and their mouths were bloody and mangled.

Just then, a Chinese man passed by the training ground. Seeing this scene, he stopped and frowned.

"Stop it, all of you! What are you doing?"

The Chinese man shouted to stop him.

"Um... Uncle, when are you coming back?"

Yang Jingzhong, he realized it was his third uncle Yang Bukeng. His heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly went up to greet him with a fawning smile.

In this family, besides his own father Yang Buxiu, the person he feared most was his third uncle Yang Bukeng.

Yang Bukeng one to be rigid and cannot tolerate any flaws.

He disliked his own spoiled behavior and often suffered from his father's lectures and even punishments.

"Xiao Chong, what are you up to this time?"

Who are they?

How did you manage to bring them here to be beaten?

Who gave permission?

Have you considered the consequences?

"Hehehe, Third Uncle, they are disciples of some small, out-of-the-way sect."

They've offended me and don't even respect the Yang Family, brazenly defying me.

"Nephew, I was just giving them a little lesson."

"A minor sect? Which sect?"

"Uh... that... I think it's called the Azure Cloud Sect."

"Azure Cloud Sect".

Yang Bukeng's brows furrowed suddenly, and his expression changed.

"Are you sure they are disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect?"

Yang Jingzhong and said, "Yes, Third Uncle, they are disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect."

"That ignorant fool from out of town dares to offend even the Yang Family."

Yang Bukeng a deep breath, his face suddenly turning serious as he said, "Xiao Chong, you've brought trouble upon our Yang Family!"