Who the Hell Do You Think You Are?

"Cao Xin, how could you speak like that?"

Lan Muzi frowned slightly, his tone carrying the natural authority of an elder martial brother lecturing a junior.

In his view...

He was the senior disciple of the Shrek Inner Academy and the disciple of Supreme Elder Long Yeyue. With that status, it was only natural for him to lecture a junior a little.

At that moment, the Tang Sect disciple beside him suddenly changed expression.

He had been fairly polite to Lan Muzi just now.

But when he heard him directly call out "Cao Xin" by name, his entire face instantly darkened.

"How dare you!"

"You actually dared to call our Young Sect Master by his name!"

Anger filled his voice, and he looked ready to attack at the slightest disagreement.

"I am the disciple of Shrek Academy's Supreme Elder Long Yeyue, and the senior disciple of the Shrek Inner Academy. Why can't I?"

Lan Muzi raised his chin slightly, clearly not expecting a mere Tang Sect disciple to refuse him any respect.

In his understanding, the status of senior disciple of the Shrek Inner Academy was enough to earn respect wherever he went. Even the higher-ups of other factions would treat him with some courtesy.

"Heh."

Cao Xin sneered. The laugh was soft and brief, yet it carried an almost sharp mockery.

"You're merely Long Yeyue's nominal disciple."

"And even if you were her true disciple, so what?"

"Even a disciple personally accepted by Skyreach Crown wouldn't be qualified to call me by name."

"Who the hell do you think you are?"

Cao Xin truly wasn't talking nonsense.

He was the only descendant of the Tang Sect's two Sect Masters.

Behind him stood two Quasi-Gods and the entire Tang Sect.

And now...

The Tang Sect was the number one power on the Douluo Continent.

That confidence meant he never needed to lower his head before anyone of his generation, or even most elders.

The only people qualified to call him by name were the two Peak Quasi-Gods, Yun Ming and Chen Xinjie.

But even they would not actually address him that way.

Yun Ming, for instance, called him "Little Xin."

As for someone like Chen Xinjie, who was not close to him, he generally called him "Young Sect Master Cao" or something similar.

So...

Lan Muzi truly did not have that qualification.

Even Long Yeyue did not have it.

His first father had come from Shrek Academy.

But Long Yeyue had not taught him while he was at Shrek. Calling her "Teacher Long Yeyue" was already giving her face. What could she do if he chose not to?

Only someone like Yun Ming, Old Bei's personal disciple, had to respectfully address Old Bei as teacher regardless of his cultivation.

Not to mention that Long Yeyue was Old Bei's wife.

His second father was even less relevant.

His second father had joined the Tang Sect directly.

He had never studied at Shrek.

The original work had also stated...

His second father had gained the attention of the Tang Sect's higher-ups because of the Soul Skill "Once," allowing him to reach his current position.

After all, the Tang Sect was the Tang Sect.

Shrek was Shrek.

The Tang Sect would have to be insane...

To have every one of its higher-ups come from Shrek.

At that moment, Lan Muzi was finally enraged beyond restraint.

A rare trace of anger surfaced on his handsome, gentle face. The mask of calm dignity he had always maintained as the senior disciple finally cracked.

He thrust out his right hand, his five fingers slightly spread as a circle of gentle Soul Power gathered in his palm. He said,

"Fine. I'll capture you first."

"Then I'll apologize to the two Sect Masters afterward."

Cao Xin stood there lazily, not even moving half a step.

He could sense that his second father's spiritual power had been watching this place ever since earlier.

That gentle yet vast perception hung over the entire Tang Sect Headquarters like an invisible veil, taking in everything that happened here.

But because Zang Xin knew Cao Xin's true strength, he did not step in to suppress Lan Muzi.

Otherwise, Lan Muzi would have learned today what the wrath of a Quasi-God truly meant.

He watched Lan Muzi's hand reach toward him, his gaze so calm that it even carried a hint of boredom.

Three meters, two meters, one meter...

Lan Muzi's palm drew closer and closer, and the Soul Power radiance between his fingers grew brighter, carrying the restraint and confidence of someone intending to stop at the right point.

But the next moment, Cao Xin thrust out his sword.

That sword became an instant.

In Lan Muzi's eyes, he only saw a flash of white light. The next second, pain erupted in his chest.

His right hand also went limp.

He lowered his head. At some unknown moment...

A huge hole had already been punched through his chest.

The surprise and confusion in his eyes rapidly faded within a few breaths, turning into a hollow grayish white. His body crashed heavily onto the bluestone ground.

Cao Xin sheathed his sword, his gaze cold throughout.

Theoretically speaking, Lan Muzi did not deserve death. A warning would have been enough.

But he just happened to be Long Yeyue's nominal disciple.

Who was Long Yeyue?

One of the Shrek Twin Moons.

Her temperament had always been lawless.

She had even once inexplicably rushed into the Spirit Pagoda Headquarters and slapped Qian Gu Dieting...

Directly causing the Spirit Pagoda and Shrek to break apart.

Therefore, even if he spared Lan Muzi this time, Lan Muzi would certainly hold a grudge against him.

With Long Yeyue's protective and vindictive nature...

After returning home humiliated today, Lan Muzi would definitely exaggerate the matter when he complained to her. The resulting trouble would only be greater and involve more people.

So, since they would hate him anyway...

It was better to cut the weeds and pull out the roots.

As for whether Long Yeyue would hate him?

To put it bluntly, with Long Yeyue's personality, she had already hated him after Cai Yue'er's death.

Otherwise, where would Xu Lizhi's two years of harassment and Lan Muzi's perfectly timed appearance have come from?

Did they really think he was an idiot?

Lan Muzi had not appeared earlier or later...

He appeared precisely when Cao Xin was rebuking Xu Lizhi.

The timing was far too exact.

And Shrek had already paid the price of one Cai Yue'er. Under normal circumstances, who would dare send Xu Lizhi over to harass Ye Xinglan?

Wasn't that simply slapping him in the face?

After all, even if he felt nothing for Ye Xinglan.

In everyone else's eyes...

Ye Xinglan was his woman.

"Y-You! You!"

"You actually killed Senior Brother Lan!"

Xu Lizhi stared with eyes widened in terror, his voice turning shrill from extreme shock.

He stood there, his legs trembling uncontrollably. All color had drained from his round face, and his lips shook so badly that he could not even speak a complete sentence.

Cao Xin glanced at him.

Xu Lizhi's body abruptly stiffened.

Then a warm liquid ran down his pant legs, spreading into a dark wet patch on the ground.

He had actually pissed himself from fright.

Cao Xin frowned at that.

It was a little disgusting.

He turned his head slightly.

At that moment, Ye Xinglan and the Tang Sect disciple were both looking at Xu Lizhi with disgust.

Ye Xinglan even took half a step back, as though getting even an inch closer would stain her with something filthy.

This thing was actually a disciple of the Shrek Inner Academy.

Shrek really was declining further and further.