Beg for Mercy! Spare Me!

"Have you heard? Nalan Su apologized to Xiao Xuan."

At this moment, many Xiao Clan members were discussing it heatedly.

"Really? Nalan Su is the head of the Nalan Clan."

"Of course it's true. Several elders in the hall saw it with their own eyes."

"What exactly did Xiao Xuan do to make the Nalan Clan fear him so much?"

"Who knows? In any case, Xiao Xuan's strength definitely isn't simple."

"During the last Clan Tournament, he defeated Xiao Ning with two palms. I already knew something was off."

"More than just off. Xiao Ning had eight stages of Dou Qi. To defeat him with two palms, he had to be at least a Dou Shi."

"A Dou Shi? I think he's even stronger than that."

"Wasn't there a rumor that Xiao Xuan had already reached the Dou Emperor realm?"

"A Dou Emperor? How could that be possible?"

The disciples' discussions echoed through every corner of the Xiao Clan.

Outside the Xiao Clan's main gate.

Jia Liebi arrived with a group of people.

Several dozen Jia Lie Clan disciples followed behind him.

Each of them held a weapon, looking fierce and aggressive.

Jia Liebi stood outside the Xiao Clan's gate and raised his head to look at the plaque.

His eyes were filled with hatred.

Xiao Xuan had killed his son.

Today, he would make the Xiao Clan pay the price.

Jia Liebi took a deep breath.

"Xiao Xuan, you little bastard, get out here!"

His voice echoed outside the Xiao Clan's gate.

The Jia Lie Clan disciples began shouting curses as well.

"Xiao Xuan, get out here!"

"You dared kill our young master? Today, you'll pay with your life!"

"Are everyone in the Xiao Clan nothing but cowardly turtles?"

The shouts reached the Xiao Clan.

The Xiao Clan disciples all came out.

When they saw Jia Liebi blocking the entrance with so many people, their expressions changed.

Xiao Zhan also walked out of the hall.

He stood at the gate and looked at Jia Liebi.

"Clan Head Jia Lie, what do you mean by bringing people to block my Xiao Clan's gate?"

Jia Liebi stared at him.

"Xiao Zhan, stop pretending."

"Your son Xiao Xuan killed my son Jia Lie'ao. Today, you must give me an explanation."

Xiao Zhan frowned.

Xiao Xuan killed Jia Lie'ao?

Just as he was about to speak, footsteps sounded behind him.

Xiao Xuan and Xiao Xun'er walked out.

Nalan Jie and Nalan Su followed them out as well.

When Jia Liebi saw Xiao Xuan, the hatred in his eyes nearly overflowed.

"Xiao Xuan, you still dare show your face?"

Xiao Xuan looked at him without saying anything.

Nalan Su stepped to Xiao Xuan's side.

"Young Master Xiao, what happened here?"

Xiao Xun'er glanced at Jia Liebi.

"Jia Lie'ao provoked Brother Xiao Xuan in the Marketplace and even had people attack him."

"Brother Xiao Xuan killed him."

Nalan Su nodded.

He turned to Xiao Xuan.

"Young Master Xiao, leave this matter to me."

Xiao Xuan glanced at him.

"As you wish."

Nalan Su walked several steps forward.

He stopped in front of Jia Liebi.

When Jia Liebi saw him, he froze for a moment.

Nalan Su?

The head of the Nalan Clan?

Why was he here?

Jia Liebi's gaze shifted back and forth between Nalan Su and Xiao Xuan.

Then he suddenly laughed.

"Xiao Xuan, your Xiao Clan really has no shame."

"Being publicly rejected in marriage was already a tremendous humiliation."

"And now the Nalan Clan has come again. Your Xiao Clan has lost every shred of face."

Jia Liebi spoke loudly.

The Xiao Clan disciples' expressions turned unpleasant after hearing him.

Nalan Yanran breaking off the engagement truly had been a humiliation for the Xiao Clan.

By bringing it up before so many people, Jia Liebi was openly slapping the Xiao Clan's face.

The more Jia Liebi spoke, the more excited he became.

"Xiao Xuan, do you think the Nalan Clan came to support you?"

"They came to watch your Xiao Clan make fools of yourselves."

"What face does a clan that has been rejected in marriage still have?"

Nalan Su turned around and looked at Jia Liebi.

"Are you done?"

Jia Liebi was stunned.

Nalan Su's gaze turned cold.

"Young Master Xiao's affairs are my affairs."

"Your son provoked Young Master Xiao in the Marketplace. He deserved to die."

"You brought people to block the Xiao Clan's gate and shout insults. Are you saying you don't even respect my Nalan Clan?"

Jia Liebi's expression changed.

His mind buzzed.

What had Nalan Su just said?

Xiao Xuan's affairs were his affairs?

The Nalan Clan was backing Xiao Xuan?

Countless thoughts flashed through Jia Liebi's mind.

He suddenly realized something was wrong.

Nalan Su was the head of the Nalan Clan.

The Nalan Clan was a great clan of the Imperial Capital.

Nalan Yanran's teacher was Yun Yun, the Cloud Mist Sect Master.

The Jia Lie Clan could not afford to offend such a force.

But why would Nalan Su stand up for Xiao Xuan?

Jia Liebi looked at Xiao Xuan.

Then he looked at Nalan Su again.

Shock surged through his heart.

Could that rumor be true?

Was Xiao Xuan really a Dou Emperor expert?

Jia Liebi's legs began to weaken.

He looked at Nalan Su, then at Xiao Xuan again.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

The head of the Nalan Clan was backing Xiao Xuan of the Xiao Clan.

What did that mean?

It meant the rumor was true.

Xiao Xuan really was a Dou Emperor expert.

Cold sweat seeped from Jia Liebi's forehead.

He remembered the things he had said just moments ago.

Jia Liebi's lips began to tremble.

He looked at Xiao Xuan, and even his voice began to stammer.

"Y-Young Master Xiao."

Xiao Xuan looked at him without speaking.

Jia Liebi bent at the waist.

"I was blind and offended Young Master Xiao."

"My son Jia Lie'ao was blind enough to offend Young Master Xiao. He deserved to die."

"Young Master Xiao, please be merciful and spare me this once."

His voice was filled with panic.

There was none of the arrogance he had shown while blocking the gate and shouting curses.

The Xiao Clan disciples were all stunned by the sight.

Jia Liebi had just been arrogantly cursing the Xiao Clan.

Yet he was apologizing in the blink of an eye?

What was going on?

Nalan Su looked at Jia Liebi, a trace of coldness flashing through his eyes.

This was his chance to prove himself.

Last time, outside the Imperial City Auction House, he had offended Xiao Xuan.

Although Xiao Xuan had not pursued the matter, Nalan Jie had been right.

Someone like him could only be befriended, never offended.

Now that Jia Liebi had come knocking, it was the perfect chance for him to show his sincerity.

Nalan Su circulated the Dou Qi within his body.

His figure flashed.

He appeared before several attendants behind Jia Liebi.

Those attendants had not even reacted yet.

Nalan Su had already struck.

He sent out a palm.

Several muffled impacts rang out almost simultaneously.

The several Dou Shi and Dou Zhe brought by Jia Liebi were all sent flying.

They crashed onto the ground, blood spraying from their mouths.

Their eyes shut, and they never moved again.

Jia Liebi turned around and saw the corpses of several attendants on the ground.

His face turned deathly pale.

These attendants were all elites of the Jia Lie Clan.

Yet before Nalan Su, they could not even withstand a single move.

With a thud, Jia Liebi dropped to his knees.

"Young Master Xiao, I was wrong."

"I truly was wrong."

"Please spare my life."

Even his voice trembled.

"My son Jia Lie'ao deserved to die."

"He was blind enough to offend Young Master Xiao. His death was no injustice."

"Young Master Xiao killed him well. You killed him right."

"Young Master Xiao, please be magnanimous and spare my life."

Jia Liebi knelt on the ground, kowtowing without pause.

His forehead struck the floor with dull thuds.

Xiao Xun'er watched him like this, her brows knitting slightly.

He had been arrogant and overbearing just moments ago, yet now he was kneeling and begging for mercy.

People like him were truly disgusting.

Nalan Su walked up to Jia Liebi.

Jia Liebi raised his head and looked at him.

His eyes were filled with terror.