Bei Ying Yijue stood in front of the three little ones, alongside Long Yanran. In a slightly childish voice, he said, "Big Sister, stand behind me. These blind fools have gone too far!"
"Oh, oh, oh, you little brat. Got some nerve, huh?" a certain young man sneered, baring his teeth. Since when had some little brat dared to yell at him? Had the world gone mad?
Long Yanran suddenly found that she could not move her feet, while a certain guard instantly grabbed Bei Ying Yijue and threw him into the river. A whole group of guards then occupied the entire bow of the boat.
"I'm the future War God!" Bei Ying Yijue shouted as he emerged from the water!
Boom!
Ling Yun shouted in a low voice, "Get lost!"
A terrifying force swept over like a tornado, instantly blasting the guards away one after another and sending them tumbling into the river!
The Little one clapped his hands, excited and delighted. "Aha, they fell into the water! This is fun!"
Bei Ying Yijue climbed onto the rear of the boat and shot them a disdainful look. "Serves them right!"
"This..."
Seeing this scene, the group of men was startled. The North Divine Venerable swept his gaze outside, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"Scram!"
His voice was icy as he shouted.
"You! Who are all of you? How dare you act so boldly and offend me? Let me tell you, my uncle is the head of the Shen family, and my cousin Shen Taizong is coming soon. He's the Shen family's eldest young master, with extraordinary strength. You dared to offend me—you're dead!"
Under this beautiful night sky, Ling Yun did not want to cause trouble, and the other Divine Venerables felt the same.
"Hmph. If you