Moonlight Pavilion Is Under the Protection of Me, Golden Scale Blood Butcher-Who Dares Cause Trouble!

"Shh, keep it down. Tang Yuehua is from the Clear Sky Sect."

"So what if she is from the Clear Sky Sect?"

"Haven't you heard? The Clear Sky Sect is in huge trouble now and can barely protect itself. Who would still care about one woman like her?"

Listening to the filthy insults outside, Tang Yuehua sat in the carriage, trembling all over with rage, her face pale as paper.

"These scoundrels! They are clearly spreading malicious slander!"

"Moonlight Pavilion has never sold musical instruments, much less taught such disgraceful things! They are deliberately trying to ruin Moonlight Pavilion's reputation!"

As she spoke, Tang Yuehua rose, ready to rush out of the carriage and argue with them.

"Sit down."

A large, powerful hand suddenly pressed down on her shoulder, forcibly pushing her back into her seat.

Tang Yuehua turned her head and glared furiously at Ronan. "What are you doing? Are you just going to let them slander Moonlight Pavilion like this?"

Ronan did not look at her. His gaze remained fixed coldly on the troublemakers outside through a gap in the curtain.

"If you go out now, you will be playing right into their hands."

"Take a close look at those dozen or so people."

Ronan pointed outside.

"That burly man leading the troublemakers may be acting like a street thug, but his stance is extremely steady and his breathing is deep and measured. He is clearly a Battle Soul Master of no low rank."

"And that skinny man with the sharp mouth and monkey-like cheeks—his eyes have been constantly darting toward the crowd. He is obviously secretly communicating with someone."

Tang Yuehua froze for a moment. Following Ronan's indication, she indeed noticed a few suspicious details.

"This is clearly a trap deliberately arranged by someone pulling strings behind the scenes."

Ronan withdrew his gaze and leaned against the backrest, analyzing the situation unhurriedly.

"This is a very classic combination move."

"First, they find a group of hooligans or low-level Soul Masters to come here and cause trouble, smear your name, and spread rumors."

"Their goal is not money. It is to force you to show yourself."

"The moment you, the mistress of Moonlight Pavilion, appear, no matter how you explain yourself, Moonlight Pavilion's reputation will already be ruined in the eyes of those ignorant onlookers."

"That is how they destroy your reputation."

"Then, when you are entangled with these people until you are overwhelmed and distracted, the assassins hiding in the shadows will seize the opportunity to strike."

"They may assassinate you, or important people within Moonlight Pavilion. That is called probing."

Ronan turned to look at Tang Yuehua's already pale face and coldly exposed the cruel truth behind it all.

"If no powerful expert steps forward to protect you even then, it will prove that you, Tang Yuehua, are truly alone."

"The Clear Sky Sect has completely abandoned you. You have no one backing you."

"Once they confirm that, the major forces hiding behind the scenes will close the net without hesitation."

"They will use the authorities or even stronger forces to easily seal Moonlight Pavilion and arrest you on charges such as disturbing public order or fraud."

"By then, you will be fish on the chopping block, at their mercy."

After hearing Ronan's step-by-step analysis, Tang Yuehua felt a chill shoot from the soles of her feet straight to the top of her head.

She was intelligent, but she had always lived beneath the protection of the Clear Sky Sect. Later, she had moved among the upper-class nobility of Heaven Dou City, surrounded only by things that appeared glamorous on the surface.

How could she have ever witnessed such vicious methods, combining underworld schemes with political suppression?

If Ronan had not been here today, and she had rashly rushed outside, she might truly have fallen into an abyss of eternal ruin.

"Then... what should we do now?"

Tang Yuehua's voice trembled slightly as she instinctively looked at Ronan.

Ronan looked at her and suddenly smiled.

"What should we do?"

Ronan slowly rose to his feet and pushed open the carriage door.

"Before absolute power, every conspiracy and scheme is nothing but a joke."

Ronan stepped out of the carriage and into the sunlight.

A chilling golden gleam flickered in his deep eyes.

"Since they want to test whether there is a powerful expert standing behind you, then I will give them the clearest possible answer."

"Today, I will let all of Heaven Dou City know the price of touching a place under my protection, Ronan's protection!"

Bang!

A dull boom rang out, as though a heavy hammer had smashed viciously into everyone's hearts.

The instant Ronan stepped out of the carriage and his feet touched the ground, an indescribably terrifying aura erupted like a volcano suppressed for ten million years!

Boom—!

Dazzling golden light surged skyward from Ronan's body, transforming into a visible golden shockwave that swept in all directions.

Accompanying that wave was a high, soul-shaking dragon roar that pierced the clouds!

The Soul Power of a level seventy-nine Quasi-Soul Douluo burst forth without reservation.

Even more terrifying was the pure dragon's might belonging to the top-tier martial soul, the Golden Sacred Dragon, which instantly enveloped the plaza before Moonlight Pavilion.

The once-noisy street fell into deathly silence at that moment.

The first to bear the brunt were the dozen or so people blocking Moonlight Pavilion's entrance and causing trouble.

The strongest among them was only a Soul Elder in his thirties. How could they possibly withstand such pressure?

Thud! Thud! Thud!

A series of knees smashing against the bluestone pavement rang out.

Those thugs who had been so arrogant moments ago now seemed to have had every bone sucked from their bodies, crushed flat against the ground by that terrifying dragon's might.

Their bodies shook violently, and they could not even lift their heads. Cold sweat instantly soaked through their clothes, while their eyes filled with utter terror.

Ronan walked forward expressionlessly.

With every step he took, the bluestone beneath his feet silently crumbled into powder.

His dark crimson robe flapped wildly in the storm of Soul Power, and several golden dragon scales could faintly be seen appearing and vanishing along his neck and the backs of his hands.

"I was wondering who had such nerve as to run wild here."

Ronan's voice was not loud, yet wrapped in his immense Soul Power, it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

"Prick up your dog ears and listen carefully. This is Moonlight Pavilion, territory protected by me, Golden Scale Blood Butcher Ronan! Whoever dares cause trouble here is making an enemy of me, Ronan!"

The moment the words Golden Scale Blood Butcher were spoken, the crowd of onlookers immediately gasped.

"My heavens! It is actually him! That madman from the underground black market who kills without batting an eye!"

"Golden Scale Blood Butcher Ronan! Why is he here? Isn't he an independent cultivator who always travels alone?"

"It is over for those troublemakers. They have kicked an iron plate. That man is a true god of slaughter!"

Hearing the cries of shock around him, the burly man with the face full of flesh who had led the disturbance was now terrified out of his wits.