165: Throwing Their Weight Around and Bullying the Weak? Madam, Help Me

165: Throwing Their Weight Around and Bullying the Weak? Madam, Help Me (Seeking Monthly Tickets) (Page 1/3)

Li Xian's killing intent was pure. He swore to take the man's head, and his blade came down with unmatched ferocity. Yet a sudden change interrupted him. The blade crashed down, shattering stone and tile and sending sand and dust flying, leaving a scene of utter wreckage—but not a drop of blood splashed.

Cao Kai had already been rescued. In the blink of an eye, he was hanging high above the street from a nearby tavern. He was still unconscious, looking utterly wretched. Gone was the arrogance of a Cao Family son. His trousers were wet, mixed with a foul stench.

Li Xian reacted swiftly and immediately shot out three throwing knives.

A sharp "whoosh" rang out. From somewhere, a pebble flew in, knocking down one throwing knife. It ricocheted and struck down the other two. The skill was nothing short of miraculous. Seeing this, Li Xian knew another formidable enemy had arrived. Killing Cao Kai would be no easy feat now.

"Eighth Clan Elder!"

Cao Slave Five dropped to his knees and kowtowed. The Cao Soldiers behind him followed suit, laying down their weapons and kowtowing respectfully. An old man had appeared at the front of the crowd.

His hair was white, his frame stooped, and his face square with narrow eyes. He was imposing without even trying. Leaning on a Coiling Dragon Jade Staff, he stood there and pressed down on all sides.

This man was Cao Yuan, the Cao Family's Eighth Clan Elder.

As it happened, it was quite a coincidence.

The matter in Qingning County had already fallen to Cao Kai. The clan had raised him from childhood, and dealing with country bumpkins should have been an easy task.