The Most Powerful Overlord

Chapter 385: You’ll Get Used to Killing

As Wang Jiao walked into the bar, she happened to see Da Qiang being knocked away with a single palm strike. The person responsible was none other than Shen Huamo.

"Who are you? Why did you hit someone from the Zheng Family?"

Wang Jiao stepped forward to question.

"Woman, you don’t deserve to know who I am!"

Shen Huamo said, mimicking Ye Qingtian’s tone.

She was becoming increasingly powerful!

"You! I’m Wang Jiao from the Wang Family, one of the four major families in Chinatown. I’m not worthy of knowing?"

Wang Jiao said arrogantly.

"She... She’s actually the princess of the Wang Family!"

"The woman who hit Da Qiang is doomed. The Wang Family has a Martial King in charge, and everyone on Chinese Street knows that Young Master Zheng is pursuing her!"

"Yeah, she hit a man from Young Master Zheng’s family, directly offending both the Zheng and Wang Families."

People sighed in exclamation.

"The Wang Family, heh, in my eyes, they’re no better than slaves!"

Shen Huamo snorted coldly.

"Fine, just wait. I’ll call Ah Feng now, and you’ll die a miserable death."

With that, Wang Jiao dialed her phone.

At this moment, Shen Huamo walked over to Ye Qingtian, "Master, she is Wang Jiao."

Ye Qingtian nodded, indicating awareness.

"Take him away, and tell those people not to court death."

Ye Qingtian said to Wang Jiao.

"And who are you?"

Seeing Ye Qingtian standing with Shen Huamo and saying those words, she couldn’t help but ask.

"Ye Qingtian."

Ye Qingtian replied casually.

"It’s you! I’ve called you several times and you never answered. Didn’t I tell you to stay put at the hotel? What are you doing here?"

Wang Jiao vented her anger on Ye Qingtian.

"I came to have a drink."

Ye Qingtian replied slowly.

"Hmph, who is she?"

Wang Jiao pointed at Shen Huamo and asked.

"A maid of mine."

Ye Qingtian said casually.

"Ye Qingtian, to think you’re even remotely related to me, Wang Jiao. You truly are a liar. My mother told me all about you. You were kicked out of the Ye Family at a young age, and they don’t acknowledge you at all. These years, you’ve lived like a beggar, and now you claim to have a maid? Do you deserve that?"

Wang Jiao scolded coldly.

Originally, she thought Ye Qingtian would come to their Wang Family from afar with a humble attitude, but who knew he’d be this arrogant.

For a mere ordinary man like him, how could he possibly have such a beautiful maid?

Shen Huamo quietly looked on without explaining.

Ye Qingtian didn’t say a word, leisurely walked back to his seat, and sat down again.

He was just about to take a drink when Wang Jiao snatched it away and smashed it to the floor.

"Ye Qingtian, you haven’t answered my question yet."

Wang Jiao whined.

"Woman, show some respect. He is my master."

Shen Huamo exuded an aura of might.

Wang Jiao couldn’t help but take a step back, angrily huffing, "No wonder you’re so reckless; you have a woman backing you. Hmph, just wait until Ah Feng arrives. Let’s see if you still dare to be cocky!"

Wang Jiao crossed her arms, waiting for Zheng Feng to show up.

At this moment, the flower-selling Luo Wenrou timidly approached, bowing deeply to Shen Huamo and Ye Qingtian.

"Thank you, big brother and big sister, but you’d best leave quickly. Young Master Zheng is truly not to be trifled with."

"Little sister, don’t worry. With your sister here, I can help chase away any bully."

Shen Huamo said gently.

Ye Qingtian remained silent, opened another bottle of alcohol, and began drinking.

Seeing the cheap alcohol Ye Qingtian was drinking, Wang Jiao sneered even more.

"Poor bastard, coming to such a classy bar and ordering such cheap booze. I really don’t know what my mother was thinking, agreeing to take care of such a pauper!"

Wang Jiao inwardly looked down on Ye Qingtian.

Soon, Zheng Feng entered the bar with five Martial Disciples.

"Who dares to hit someone from my Zheng Family? Are you tired of living?"

Zheng Feng shouted.

"Sorry, I’m not tired of living at all. If anyone’s tired, it’s definitely you guys."

Shen Huamo said lightly.

"Hmm?"

As soon as Zheng Feng saw Shen Huamo, his heart trembled involuntarily.

This beauty’s skin was like creamy jade, and her delicate face seemed like the masterpiece of an art master.

Her beauty was breathtaking!

Compared to her, Wang Jiao was just mundane.

At this moment, Wang Jiao also noticed Zheng Feng’s fiery gaze at Shen Huamo and gritted her teeth, exclaiming, "Ah Feng, it’s this wretched woman who hit Da Qiang. She even said she would take care of you too."

Zheng Feng seemed not to hear Wang Jiao’s words and stepped forward to chat: "I am Zheng Feng from the Zheng Family. May I know this beauty’s name?"

"Get lost! How does trash like you deserve to know my name."

Shen Huamo snorted coldly.

"Wretched woman, don’t give you face and refuse it..."

Before Zheng Feng’s subordinate could finish, Shen Huamo slapped him flying.

"You... You’re actually a Martial Artist?"

Zheng Feng was slightly startled.

But he soon laughed, "Good, very good, too easy to catch wouldn’t be fun. Everyone, capture her."

Zheng Feng waved to his subordinates.

"Young lady, surrender now, and we promise we’ll treat you well later."

"Heh, yeah, or we’ll have our fun, and the whole Chinese Street will hear your screams!"

...

Slap! Slap!

Two more slaps and those faces became deformed.

Two Martial Disciples died just like that.

"Hey, could it be you’re a Half-step Martial Master?"

Zheng Feng’s other two subordinates shouted.

Shen Huamo curled her lips in a light smile, "I’m not sure, you can try."

"Old Wolf, Ah Hu, show your strength."

Young Master Zheng instructed.

"Rest assured, Young Master Zheng. Together, the two of us can easily take down even the top Martial Disciples!"

Ah Hu said confidently.

"Easily take down?"

Shen Huamo smiled slightly, and only a muffled sound was heard.

Both of them coughed up blood and died.

Nobody saw how Shen Huamo struck.

"Sorry, my strength increased a bit fast, I didn’t control it well."

Shen Huamo shook her head and said.

"You... you’re a Half-step Martial Master?" Zheng Feng asked in surprise.

"I’m not sure about my level, but I should be more than enough to beat you," Shen Huamo said.

"Hmph, not to scare you, but I am also a Half-step Martial Master, and I’ve been one for half a year already. I advise you to submit to me, or else..."

Before he could finish, he received a slap from Shen Huamo.

"I really dislike being threatened,"

Shen Huamo said calmly.

"You... you dare hit me..."

Slap!

"What about it, hitting you?"

Shen Huamo asked.

"I’m a young master from the Zheng Family..."

Zheng Feng panicked, because he, a Half-step Martial Master, was no match for Shen Huamo.

"Oh, I see."

With that, the sound of a series of slaps echoed.

Zheng Feng was beaten into a pig-head shape.

Everyone was dumbfounded, Wang Jiao was especially stunned on the spot.

When she came to her senses, she yelled at Ye Qingtian, "Ye Qingtian, quickly go ask your master to spare Young Master Zheng."

Upon hearing this, Shen Huamo chuckled.

Does this foolish woman think she’s Ye Qingtian’s master?

Is there anyone in the world worthy of being his master?

There isn’t.

"Woman, don’t bother me with such trivial matters."

Ye Qingtian ignored her, drinking wine leisurely while studying the treasure map.

"You... fine, just wait for the Zheng Family’s revenge!"

Wang Jiao said angrily.

"Alright, we’ll wait. Where can a bunch of little grasshoppers jump to anyway?"

With that, Shen Huamo slapped Young Master Zheng away.

Wang Jiao gritted her teeth, gave Ye Qingtian and Shen Huamo a fierce look, then hurried to find Young Master Zheng.

"I’m sorry, Master, I didn’t kill him,"

Shen Huamo walked over to Ye Qingtian and apologized.

"Since you haven’t killed many people, once you get used to it, it’ll be fine."

Ye Qingtian said calmly.