Urban Wolf King

Chapter 1217 1128: Grandmaster's Wife

The middle-aged man saw his master catching up, and his confidence surged. He no longer paid attention to anything else. A flash of light appeared in his hand, and a long sword materialized.

The sword light flashed, and a cold gleam swept toward Wang Yan's throat.

Seeing this, Beiming Xue was shocked and shouted, his entire body's aura soaring to the sky. A snowflake rose from under his feet and instantly attached itself to Beiming Xue.

This snowflake was precisely Beiming Xue's Demon Pattern. With its appearance, the entire office immediately became icy cold, as if it had turned into a land of extreme frost.

Seeing the sudden appearance of a sword and the sudden drop in temperature, Xia Jian was so stunned that he doubted whether he was watching an American blockbuster.

At this moment, the snowflake flew toward the middle-aged man.

Although the middle-aged man couldn't dodge this strike, he was confident that his master would block it for him. Therefore, he gritted his teeth, ignored Beiming Xue's attack, and focused on attacking Wang Yan.

Sure enough, the old man waved his hand, and a green light flew out, following the snowflake.

The middle-aged man felt relieved and quickly slashed his long sword toward Wang Yan's throat.

Seeing this, Xia Jian immediately felt reassured.

As long as Wang Yan was killed, Fushi would undoubtedly die, and his grand plan would succeed.

But at this moment, there was a "puff" sound, and Beiming Xue's snowflake struck the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man yelled and was immediately knocked back.

Although the long sword still slashed out, it was several meters away from Wang Yan's throat.

The middle-aged man felt extremely cold, but to his surprise, his master hadn't deflected this strike for him.

While the middle-aged man was puzzled, the old man's green light shot over, but instead of defending against Beiming Xue's attack, it also struck the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was hit twice.

With a "thud," the middle-aged man fell to the ground.

Frustrated beyond measure, he couldn't believe his master had failed.

But in the next moment, the middle-aged man was dumbfounded.

He saw the old man rush behind Meng Man, grab his collar, and throw him to the ground.

At this point, the middle-aged man was completely stunned.

So, the old man had intentionally struck him just now.

The middle-aged man was bewildered, wondering why his master suddenly seemed senile and was helping the wrongdoer.

Meng Man was even more stunned. He jumped up and shouted, "Master, you hit the wrong person."

After speaking, Meng Man tried to rush at Wang Yan again.

But the old man angrily shouted, "Shut up, stand there, and don't move."

Hearing this, Meng Man was startled, so he dared not move.

The middle-aged man was even more puzzled, and on top of Beiming Xue's strike, he was freezing and could barely stand. All his Demon Pattern power was used to resist the cold.

Beiming Xue, although confused about the situation, stood in front of Wang Yan and watched the old man warily.

The old man, however, stood to the side, head lowered, hands clasped, silently.

Seeing this, Xia Jian was so scared his heart pounded like a drum, repeatedly praying, "Immortal, please, don't let anything go wrong."

At that moment, Fushi let out a loud cry and suddenly opened his eyes.

By then, Wang Yan had stopped his movement and withdrew his arm.

Fushi weakly opened his eyes, seeing Wang Yan before him, showing joy in his eyes, he said, "Brother Wang Yan, it was you who saved me, thank you."

Seeing Fushi no longer struggling, Ma Jun and Hu Wei quickly let go of their hands and immediately turned to glare harshly at the old man.

Seeing Fushi want to speak, Wang Yan said, "Sorry I was late, now rest and avoid speaking."

Feeling weak, Fushi nodded and stopped speaking.

Meanwhile, Wang Yan looked up coldly sweeping his eyes over everyone present.

At this point, Meng Man curiously asked, "You're not here to kill, but to save?"

The old man immediately reprimanded Meng Man, "Do not be rude."

Then, with a guilty face, he bowed to Wang Yan and said, "Chief Senior, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you."

Hearing the old man call Wang Yan "Chief Senior," everyone was stunned.

The middle-aged man, enduring the cold, asked, "Master, is this young man also from Mozi Academy?"

The old man snorted, "What do you mean by 'also from Mozi Academy'? He's the first of Mozi Academy."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyes widened, asking, "Is this Wang Yan?"

This old man was the one with the goatee who, upon Wang Yan's entry into Mozi Academy, joined Si Qin Peak out of reverence. But afterward, he was unheard of.

Wang Yan glanced at the goatee old man and indifferently asked, "How are you here?"

The goatee old man quickly replied, "Reply to Chief Senior, my family called me back half a year ago, so I temporarily left Mozi Academy. I rushed here because my disciple's grandson activated an emergency signal. If I'd known Chief Senior was here, I wouldn't have dared offend you."

Fearing Wang Yan's disbelief, the goatee old man turned and asked Meng Man, "What's the matter exactly?"

Scared, Meng Man recounted the entire sequence of events as he realized Wang Yan belonged to the same generation as his master.

Hearing Xia Jian using sweet words to trick Meng Man with the real purpose of harming Fushi, everyone realized Xia Jian's intent.

Fushi, having heard everything, weakly but angrily said, "Xia Jian, I treated you as my son, and you covet the Three Principles Group... cough cough..."

With matters clarified, the old man repeatedly bowed deeply, saying, "Chief Senior, please understand, I failed to discipline strictly, it's my lack of discipline."

The middle-aged man was freezing and about to turn into ice.

Wang Yan calmly said, "Alright, Xue'er, release him."

Beiming Xue nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the snowflake flew back, making the middle-aged man feel warmer.

Immediately, he stood up and thanked Beiming Xue, "Thank you, young lady."

Hu Wei coldly snorted, "Wrong words."

The middle-aged man was startled, but seeing Hu Wei's stern face, he realized Meng Man had erred and nervously asked, "I expressed my thanks, how was it incorrect?"

Hu Wei coldly replied, "The young lady you thanked is your master's senior brother's beloved, isn't that a mistake?"

Upon Hu Wei's words, the middle-aged man thought for a moment, then slapped his forehead, bowing to Beiming Xue, "Thank you, Auntie Master."

Seeing middle-aged men with wrinkles call her Auntie Master, Beiming Xue blushed, nodded, and stepped behind Wang Yan.

When Meng Man saw this, he cheerfully rushed over, "Greetings to Master Ancestor and Auntie Master."

Seeing Meng Man, whom many revered like a deity, saluting Wang Yan, Xia Jian was finally filled with fear.

He slowly backed away, ready to turn and flee the office.

But then, Wang Yan's icy voice sounded, "Catch that ungrateful wretch back for me."