Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

Chapter 541 540: The Decadent Scholar of a Wealthy Family!

"Idle people?" Qin Heng sized up the man and chuckled lightly. "Are you referring to me?"

"This is my friend." Su Xiao's brow furrowed slightly as she said, "He's not some idle person. I want him to go with me."

"Miss Su must be joking." The man shook his head and, while gesturing for several people beside him to come over, said with a smile, "Today is your joyous wedding day with Young Master Chai. It's not a day for just any Tom, Dick, or Harry to show up."

Joyous wedding day!??

Su Xiao was baffled and said in disbelief, "What are you talking about? I have never agreed to marry Chai Zhuo. How did today become my wedding day? You're talking nonsense! Move aside! I'm going to clarify things with him!"

"You don't need to agree," the man said with a smile. "In Kaifeng, as long as the Chai family agrees, this matter can proceed. As for your opinion, Miss Su, it's irrelevant."

With that, he waved his hand, glanced at Qin Heng, and said, "Men, throw this Tom, Dick, or Harry from who-knows-where out! Don't let him stand there being an eyesore and obstructing Miss Su's path."

"Yes!!"

A dozen men around him surged forward, charging at Qin Heng—all of them were Martial Artists at the Open Force level, possessing power that could absolutely overwhelm ordinary people!

"Miss Su, as long as you are here, they won't stop," the man sneered. "Let's go, Miss Su. Or do you want to see your friend beaten until he's disabled?"

WHOOSH!

Just then, it was as if a fierce wind had erupted. The surrounding air churned violently, and the man suddenly felt the ground beneath his feet tremble. He turned his head, and his pupils shrank to pinpoints!

"How is this possible!? This can't be!!" he exclaimed, shocked to the extreme, nearly collapsing to the ground.

What did he see?

Qin Heng exhaled gently. A tornado formed, shattering the ground and sending the dozen charging men flying, tumbling to the ground in disarray.

"Breath turning into wind!?" The man looked at Qin Heng incredulously. "A Grandmaster! A Grandmaster of Transcendence!!?" he exclaimed.

Now, all his previous arrogance had vanished. He was terrified to his core, as if he had seen a ghost. Without a second thought, he turned and fled in a blind panic.

SWISH!

Qin Heng flicked his finger. A gust of wind, as sharp as a steel knife, tore through the air and struck the man's leg. CRACK! His bone fractured, and he collapsed to the ground, howling in agony.

The other Chai family members watched this in stunned silence, their faces filled with dread as they looked at Qin Heng. None dared to move, fearing they would be his next target!

So strong! Unbelievably powerful! A Grandmaster of Transcendence... this young man is actually a Grandmaster of Transcendence!

"Let's go. A few ants aren't worth our attention." Qin Heng gently patted Su Xiao's head and said indifferently, "Take me to see that Ancient Sword of yours."

He had come here for the Ancient Sword suspected of harboring a Sword Spirit.

As for the Chai family, he could wipe them out with a mere flick of his hand; their annihilation would be, at most, a byproduct of his extermination of the martial families of Yu State.

Su Xiao nodded blankly, obediently following Qin Heng. Her heart was in immense shock; she had gained an even deeper understanding of Qin Heng's strength.

Breath turning into wind! A single breath forming a tornado... such power is simply inhuman!

「...」

「The Su family.」

It was just an ordinary residential building.

However, the Chai family had already evacuated the entire complex. The building where the Su family resided was now decked out with festive decorations, radiating an air of joyous celebration.

Currently, a handsome young man in ancient robes was seated leisurely on the sofa in the Su family's living room. He was snacking on sunflower seeds and curiously channel-surfing, seemingly fascinated by the television.

He appeared to be in his twenties, but he had a beard and long hair, tied up with a hair crown, exuding the air of a scholar, reminiscent of a Ming Dynasty intellectual.

Chai Zhuo stood respectfully by his side. He was a fairly handsome man in a neat suit. As the eldest son of the Chai family and a Martial Artist at the peak of Hidden Force, he held considerable fame throughout Kaifeng.

But in the presence of the young man on the sofa, he behaved like a Servant, showing extreme deference.

Moreover, more than ten Martial Artists from the Chai family were on standby in the room. Some guarded the door, while others stood beside the sofa, serving Chai Zhuo tea, which he would then pass to the young man.

As for Su Xiao's parents, they were cowering in a corner, glaring at Chai Zhuo with fury.

"What exactly are you trying to do!?" Su Hai, Su Xiao's father, was incensed. He clenched his teeth and said to Chai Zhuo, "Didn't we agree before? As long as Su Xiao returns before October 1st, everything would be fine. What is the meaning of this now?"

"The 'before October 1st' arrangement was my idea," Chai Zhuo replied with a faint smile. "But Elder Zhu insists on having that Ancient Sword now, so we had to move it up. Besides, I've checked; Su Xiao has already booked a flight and will return today."

"The Zhu family of Kaifeng and the Du family of Ruyang have been allied for generations. Now that the Du family faces a formidable enemy, my Zhu family must naturally assist," said the young man surnamed Zhu, putting down the television remote and turning towards Su Hai. He continued, "No, to be precise, all martial families in Yu State shall face this formidable enemy. This enemy is an arrogant youngster who, despite his ignorance of the heavens and the earth, possesses no small measure of strength and has threatened to annihilate the martial families of Yu State.

"That is why the juniors of my family awakened me. Unfortunately, in these few short days, I haven't fully recovered my peak strength. Your family's Ancient Sword is quite exquisite—sharp and potent. It's a fine blade that can enhance my strength."

With every word he spoke, the young man exuded an extremely terrifying aura. An invisible pressure filled the room, as if he were a god who held dominion over all, looking down from on high.

"Who, who are you!?" Su Hai's voice quivered, cold sweat beaded on his forehead, terrified to his core as he stared at the young man. "If you need the Ancient Sword, I can give it to you directly! Why have you emptied our residential complex and restricted our freedom? What are you planning to do to us? What are you planning to do to Su Xiao? Can't I just give you the Ancient Sword?"

When it came to his family's lives, Su Hai was still very clear-headed. Even if the Ancient Sword was a priceless historical artifact, it wasn't more important than their lives!

"No, no, no," the young man surnamed Zhu chuckled, shaking his head. Looking mockingly at Su Hai, he said, "How could I, Zhu Tianzheng, an esteemed Semi-Saint and great Confucian scholar, stoop to robbing a mere mortal of his possessions? My presence here today is in the capacity of an elder, to oversee the wedding between young Chai Zhuo and your daughter. The Ancient Sword will come to the Chai family as part of the dowry. Since the Zhu family is the master of the Chai family, it is only natural and right for me to take the Ancient Sword."

"Turns out, you're just a Confucian hypocrite, spouting righteousness and morality while engaging in blatant robbery—how utterly despicable!" Qin Heng said as he walked in with Su Xiao. He glared at the young man surnamed Zhu and scoffed, "Get out, or kill yourself!"