Second Generation? Who Isn't?

"Boss!"

When Yuanen Yehui saw who had arrived, she cried out in delight.

The reason she had not used her Titan Giant Ape Martial Soul earlier, instead choosing to use the Fallen Angel Martial Soul as Yue Zhengyu had wished, was largely because of the person before her.

Over the years, Yuanen Yehui had grown increasingly resistant to releasing her Titan Giant Ape Martial Soul.

There was no other reason—her appearance after fusing with the Titan Giant Ape Martial Soul was simply too difficult to put into words.

The old Yuanen Yehui had not cared about others' gazes or her own image, so she had never felt any psychological burden.

But that mindset had changed over the past three years.

Otherwise, Yuanen Yehui would not be presenting herself in women's clothing now.

"Don't worry. We're here."

Na'er, who was always by Ling Luo's side, naturally followed him here this time as well.

She lifted her chin, signaling Yuanen Yehui to relax.

At the same time, her gaze toward the entrance carried a trace of hostility.

After all, Immortal Eater Pavilion had been opened by Ling Luo for her.

Though Na'er usually never involved herself in matters here, she would not tolerate anyone causing trouble in this place.

If Ling Luo had not acted faster than she did, the one who had struck just now would have been the Silver Dragon Spear in her hand.

"Boss Ling is here. That kid's in trouble."

Some diners familiar with Immortal Eater Pavilion sounded thoroughly gleeful when they saw Ling Luo arrive.

Making trouble on this young master's turf within Shrek City was practically the same as an old man eating arsenic—courting death.

Outside on the street.

Yue Zhengyu clutched his chest.

A streak of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

His golden eyes, filled with shock, fury, and disbelief, fixed on the youth who had appeared out of nowhere.

He was furious that this person had dared strike him so heavily, but he was also shocked and bewildered that, despite the youth's young face, he had been utterly unable to resist just now.

Yue Zhengyu considered himself a Top Genius of the Soul Master World.

Within his family, he possessed all sorts of dazzling titles.

Yet at this moment, he felt an irresistible pressure from a boy clearly not much older than himself.

How could the proud Yue Zhengyu possibly accept that?

Supporting himself, he slowly rose from the ground.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

Yue Zhengyu stared fixedly at Ling Luo, who looked utterly calm.

Ling Luo took out a handkerchief and gently wiped his palm.

Hearing Yue Zhengyu's question, he casually raised his eyes.

"Protecting the normal operations of my own establishment and teaching a lesson to a playboy trying to coerce my employee. What's the problem?"

Yue Zhengyu choked.

He knew that although his actions had been intended to provoke Yuanen Yehui into releasing her Fallen Angel Martial Soul, they did indeed look that way to others.

But was that the point?

"Didn't you see that woman's Martial Soul?"

Yue Zhengyu pointed at Yuanen Yehui.

"Fallen Angel!"

"Are you trying to protect an Evil Soul Master?"

The moment those words left his mouth, Ling Luo's gaze turned icy.

He slowly shifted his eyes onto Yue Zhengyu.

Yue Zhengyu's body began trembling involuntarily.

Fear rose from the depths of his heart for no apparent reason.

Looking into those emerald-green eyes, Yue Zhengyu felt as though he were being watched by a vicious beast ready to devour its prey.

"What a huge accusation."

"Who told you that someone with a Fallen Angel Martial Soul is an Evil Soul Master?"

"How long has it been since the Federation revised its laws defining Evil Soul Masters? How can anyone still not know?"

The corners of Ling Luo's lips rose slightly, forming a cold curve.

"You aren't one of those walking five hundred thousand, are you?"

Yue Zhengyu was temporarily left speechless.

As the Grandson of the Southern Legion's Legion Commander, Yue Zhengyu was naturally familiar with Federal Law.

He also knew that the Federation's definition of Evil Soul Masters had long since become much more comprehensive.

Based on his current observations, Yuanen Yehui truly did not seem to meet the standards of an Evil Soul Master.

But as a member of the Holy Angel Family, asking Yue Zhengyu to believe that the wielder of a Fallen Angel Martial Soul was not an Evil Soul Master was no different from telling a certain hot-blooded anime's Second Generation that the Uchiha Clan was a family of good people.

"I think you look more like an Evil Soul Master."

"What normal Soul Master pesters an unfamiliar girl like this?" Na'er's voice rang out at just the right moment.

Seeing that Ling Luo, whose limits were unknown but who was certainly stronger than him, was protecting Yuanen Yehui, Yue Zhengyu knew there was no way he could deal with this innately evil Fallen Angel Martial Soul wielder today.

Though he was deeply unwilling, Yue Zhengyu still prepared to give up.

There was no need to rush. Sooner or later, he would cut down this innately evil Fallen Angel Martial Soul beneath sacred flames.

Just as Yue Zhengyu was preparing to leave and make his plans later, Ling Luo spoke up to stop him.

"You aren't planning to just leave like that, are you?"

Ling Luo slightly raised his hand.

Vines formed from emerald-green Life Energy appeared before Yue Zhengyu, baring their fangs and claws as they blocked his path.

Ling Luo walked over slowly.

The tap-tap of his footsteps seemed to land directly upon Yue Zhengyu's heart.

Watching the youth draw closer and closer, Yue Zhengyu felt panic rising in his chest.

"Y-you, what are you trying to do?"

"Do you know who I am?!"

"I'm from the Holy Angel Family! My grandfather is the Legion Commander of the Southern Legion!"

Yue Zhengyu, who had always disliked using his background to suppress others, now brought out his only bargaining chip.

He truly did not doubt that the youth before him would attack him.

The Holy Angel Family and the Grandson of the Southern Legion's Legion Commander.

Those two identities could be said to stand at the pinnacle of the Soul Master World.

If an ordinary person heard the identity Yue Zhengyu had revealed, they would likely turn pale and hurriedly back down.

But the person he had encountered was Ling Luo, a Top Soul Second Generation who was not inferior to him in the slightest.

"So what?"

"Could it be that being unreasonable is the nature of the Holy Angel Family? Could it be that old Legion Commander Yue Zhengen taught his descendants this way?"

"Your status might frighten others, but for this young master..."

"Useless."

Ling Luo curled his lip, his arrogance carrying an almost contemptuous disdain.

"You dared touch one of my people and make trouble on my turf. Even if Senior Yue Zhengen himself came, he should give an explanation."

"Today, I'll discipline Senior Yue Zhengen's descendant on his behalf."

He clasped his hands and tilted his head, accompanied by a crack of bone.

Behind him, Yuanen Yehui and Na'er both watched with bright, fascinated eyes.

It was their first time seeing Ling Luo like this.

The Ling Luo they usually knew had never acted like the foremost Soul Second Generation.

Yet this domineering air radiating from him now suited his Soul Second Generation identity far better.

Still, it had to be said that this Ling Luo possessed a different kind of charm as well!

Especially Yuanen Yehui.

Her small hands were clenched before her chest, and her heart raced like a startled deer.

After all...

Ling Luo was standing up for her now!