Defying Those Above

The seventh day.

The convoy finally came upon a county town.

Everyone cheered in delight.

After leaving disciples behind to guard the prisoners, everyone else rushed into town to purchase supplies.

Mo Chen entered a restaurant with Tantai Xiasang and Su Jinse.

He slapped down a silver ingot.

Mo Chen shouted, "Waiter, bring us a table full of good dishes!"

"Right away! Please wait a moment, honored guests!"

The waiter happily left and hurried to notify the kitchen.

With two beautiful ladies at the table, and that young man in black clearly looking like someone with money to spare—

Perhaps he was the heir of some powerful noble family.

There were also many martial arts school disciples dining in the restaurant.

When they heard Mo Chen's shout and saw him sitting intimately with Tantai Xiasang, their eyes reddened with envy and resentment as their faces darkened in silence.

"Why don't you two ladies come over here and share some fine food and wine with us?"

Suddenly, a lecherous laugh came from across the room.

The three of them looked toward the voice and saw two young men seated by the window.

One wore white robes and idly waved a folding fan.

The other wore pink robes, his face pale and wan, with a licentious smile on his lips.

Tantai Xiasang and Su Jinse frowned and regarded them coldly.

Mo Chen, however, grinned as he declined, "Thank you for the invitation, but I think we'll pass."

The young man in pink looked at Mo Chen and sneered disdainfully. "Who the fuck was talking to you? Get lost!"

As he spoke, the young man in pink picked up a wine jug and staggered toward Tantai Xiasang.

"Haha, little lady, if you don't want to come over, then I'll come to you. It was love at first sight today. Whatever you want to eat, it's on me!"

Just as he was about to sit down—

Mo Chen kicked the chair away.

The young man in pink landed heavily on his ass, spilling wine all over himself and cutting a miserable figure.

"You bastard!"

Seeing this, the young man in white immediately darkened. He snapped his folding fan shut, rose to his feet, and shouted angrily, "In broad daylight, you dare bully decent people! Men, take them back and interrogate them thoroughly!"

"Yes!" Urgent footsteps rang out.

Four men dressed as constables rushed over and surrounded Mo Chen's group.

"The three of you are accused of causing trouble. Come with us."

One of the constables spoke with a cold smile.

Mo Chen remained seated. Instead, he lifted his teacup, took a sip, and smiled. "I think you have a death wish."

Tantai Xiasang and Su Jinse's faces had already turned extremely grim.

Intense killing intent rose in their eyes.

In broad daylight—

There were truly people who dared to oppress ordinary citizens?

And at a casual shout from that man, the county office's constables had rushed over!

Wasn't this a fucking slap in the face of Martial Suppression Academy?

Splat!

With a flash of her blade, Tantai Xiasang chopped off the lead constable's head.

Blood sprayed everywhere!

"Ahhh!!!" The entire restaurant erupted in horrified cries.

"Bring your county magistrate here!"

Tantai Xiasang's face was livid, her eyes icy with rage.

The three constables' expressions changed drastically!

"You actually dared to kill someone?!"

The twitching corpse collapsed into the young man in pink's arms. He sobered up instantly from fright and screamed hysterically.

"Murder! Murder!"

The young man in white by the window was trembling as well, his lips pale.

He pointed his folding fan at Tantai Xiasang.

"Y-you actually dared to kill someone in broad daylight... This is a capital offense!"

Tantai Xiasang snorted coldly. "I'll give you one chance. Call your county magistrate over!"

Su Jinse rose to her feet and slammed her saber onto the table. "Whether you live or die is your own choice!"

"Y-you just wait!"

Unable to withstand the crushing terror any longer, the young man in white fled in a panic with the three constables and the young man in pink.

"What a buzzkill." Mo Chen shook his head.

He had wanted to enjoy a good meal.

Who would have thought they would run into something like this?

Hearing the commotion, the restaurant owner and waiter came upstairs to take a look.

The moment they saw the scene, they staggered back two steps and cried out in terror.

Su Jinse stepped forward and took out a silver ingot. "Owner, consider this a small compensation for your losses."

The owner hurriedly accepted it and nodded repeatedly. "Th-thank you, heroine!"

After the two men left, the nervous waiter quickly brought up a table full of food and wine.

Mo Chen's group was in no hurry and simply ate as they waited.

As for the other martial arts school disciples, some were already too frightened to remain seated, their faces even paler than those of the fleeing constables.

Many of them had never seen a dead person in their lives, much less witnessed someone being beheaded.

"How can they still eat?"

A girl looked fearfully at the headless corpse lying by Mo Chen's feet. Her stomach churned, and waves of nausea rose within her.

The other male disciples were not doing much better.

Their hands and feet trembled as they tried to keep calm, swallowing nervously.

"These are trivial matters! Don't panic, don't panic!"

Seeing the others frightened, the disciple named Xu Ye calmly tapped the table. Then, he looked toward Tantai Xiasang and Mo Chen, silently pondering.

About the time it took for an incense stick to burn.

Chaotic footsteps sounded outside the restaurant.

"They're inside!"

An enraged roar came from outside. "Catch them! The murderers are on the second floor!"

"Yes!!!"

Amid the shouted response, hurried footsteps poured continuously into the restaurant.

Soon afterward, the entire restaurant was tightly surrounded by chief constables, constables, and all manner of thugs and burly men.

The martial arts school disciples looked tense.

Mo Chen's group calmly set down their chopsticks and rinsed their mouths with water.

A massive fist slammed heavily onto the table, sending the dishes flying before they crashed back down.

"Who killed someone just now?"

A vicious-looking burly man dressed in a chief constable's uniform gripped a saber at his waist, his ferocious gaze sweeping over Mo Chen's group.

"Where is the county magistrate?" Tantai Xiasang asked coldly.

The young man in white followed behind him, wearing a cruel, sinister smile. "The county magistrate? Who the fuck do you think you are, asking for my father to come here?"

"None of you three are leaving today! Bitch, I'll make you wish you were dead. Chief Constable Wang, take them down!"

"Oh? So you're the county magistrate's son?"

Tantai Xiasang said nothing.

Mo Chen and Su Jinse said nothing either.

The one who spoke was actually a martial arts school disciple.

Mo Chen's group looked over in surprise and saw a gray-clad young man carrying a sword step forward with a faint smile.

Unfazed, he stared directly at the young man in white and the burly chief constable, then sneered, "Do you know who is sitting here? How dare you defy those above you!"

"You dogs are blind!"

His imposing voice rang out in an angry roar as he slammed the table hard.

It actually startled the young man in white.

"Wow! Senior Brother Xu Ye is amazing!"

One of the girls from the martial arts school widened her eyes and cried out.

"Senior Brother Xu Ye is truly a role model for us all. I... I'm ashamed! I actually considered running away just now."

"Well done, Senior Brother Xu Ye!"

Hearing the admiration and praise of the other martial arts school disciples, Xu Ye felt secretly thrilled and grew even more spirited.

He slapped a hand onto Mo Chen's shoulder and ordered, "Mo Chen, get up and face the enemy with me! How can we let Senior Sister act personally?"

Mo Chen's mouth twitched as he looked strangely at the man.

No, what the fuck is wrong with you?

Fine if you want to show off, but why drag me into it?

What he did not know was that Xu Ye had been secretly planning to screw him over.

At that moment—

A burst of true qi erupted instantly as the vicious-looking Chief Constable Wang suddenly drove a fist into Xu Ye's face.

In an instant, before Xu Ye could even react, the enormous fist sent him flying with a single blow.

His body smashed through three sets of tables and chairs in succession.

Then he crashed through the second-floor railing before, with nothing left to stop him, he slammed brutally onto the floor below.

Thud!

"Y-you..."

Xu Ye's eyes widened. His waist was twisted out of shape, and in agony, he spat out a mouthful of bloody teeth before passing out cold!

"What the fuck are you supposed to be, slamming tables in front of me?!"

Chief Constable Wang withdrew his fist, looked down at Xu Ye below, and cursed with a mocking sneer.

The entire second floor fell utterly silent.

All the martial arts school disciples were dumbfounded and at a loss.

Xu Ye was in the Blood Tempering Realm, yet he could not even withstand a single punch from his opponent!