Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince-Chapter 423: Breaking One of Your Hands is Just a Warning

Chapter 423: Chapter 423: Breaking One of Your Hands is Just a Warning

On both sides of the Spectator Platform, Qiya and Shen Xiheng both held their breaths, intently watching every move on the platform.

Only Mo Qingshan was relaxed, occasionally taking a sip of wine stolen from the Imperial Kitchen.

On the Martial Arts Platform, Shi Zhou exerted all her strength but struggled to withstand Jiang Xuerong’s assault.

Jiang Xuerong effortlessly used her Inner Strength to force Shi Zhou back, gradually losing ground with hardly any power to counterattack, only able to defend.

The outcome of the duel was clear from the very beginning.

Yet Shi Zhou continued to clench her teeth and persist, not surrendering voluntarily.

Jiang Xuerong let out a cold snicker, remarking it was quite a backbone after all.

Unfortunately, today, she was determined to teach this wild girl a lesson.

She withdrew her palm wind and slightly raised her hand, snatching the sword right out of Qiya’s grasp.

Before Qiya could react, the sword had already flown from her embrace.

Stunned, she watched the scene unfold, thinking to herself just how formidable her master was.

Jiang Xuerong weighed the sword in her hand and subtly frowned. Why was it so light?

But at the moment, there was no other weapon that suited her better, so she had to make do.

She pointed the sword blade at Shi Zhou’s throat, lips curling into a slight smirk as she lightly tapped her toe and thrust at her.

Shi Zhou swallowed the metallic taste in her throat and raised her sword to meet Jiang Xuerong’s attack.

However, having endured so many rounds, she was already exhausted.

Jiang Xuerong easily flicked away her sword, "Clang—" it fell to the ground.

Immediately after, she unsparingly raised her sword towards Shi Zhou, corners of her lips lifted mockingly, "If you kneel down and beg me, maybe, just maybe, I will spare your life."

Shi Zhou clutched at her chest, barely standing firm, before squeezing out a few words through gritted teeth, "In your dreams!"

Jiang Xuerong laughed coldly, "Refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, accept your fate!"

No sooner had she spoken than the blade was already at Shi Zhou’s throat. Just one more inch inward would pierce her larynx.

Shen Xiheng could hardly restrain himself from rushing down, but Mo Qingshan tightly held him back, advising, "Your intervention would only add to the chaos."

"But..." Despite knowing he was right, Shen Xiheng couldn’t just stand by and watch Shi Zhou get injured.

Mo Qingshan pinned him down, "Don’t worry, she won’t be harmed."

Shen Xiheng’s mind was already in a blur, not taking in a word of Mo Qingshan’s reassurance, his gaze fixed on the platform.

Staggering back a step, Shi Zhou retreated as Jiang Xuerong pursued her step by step, her eyes brimming with a thick bloodthirst.

She hadn’t killed for a long time, and now, her blood was boiling.

Just as blood was about to be shed, a smile tugged at Jiang Xuerong’s lips.

But in the next instant, an unknown force knocked the sword from her hand, sending it crashing to the ground.

Hearing this unexpected sound, Shi Zhou, who had already closed her eyes, suddenly opened them.

What she saw was Jiang Xuerong’s face, filled with shock and anger. That force had not only knocked the sword from her hand but had also broken the meridians in her right hand.

She looked at her hanging palm and cursed through clenched teeth, "Who’s the bastard that did this? Show yourself!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than a cool and detached voice responded from behind, "I did it."

At the sound of this voice, Jiang Xuerong’s expression froze completely, and her arrogance ebbed away somewhat.

She turned around stiffly, and upon seeing the newcomer, a trace of fear involuntarily filled her eyes.

Liu Wensheng’s eyes coldly met hers, his voice deep yet emanating a chilling coldness, "Breaking your hand is just a warning. Leave if you don’t want to die."

Facing this person, Jiang Xuerong felt as if she were reliving the day she was beaten bloody.

She had assumed someone like Liu Wensheng was all bark and no bite, but after truly exchanging blows with him, she realized that for him to want her dead was as simple as crushing an ant.

"What gives you the right to break my hand!" Jiang Xuerong’s momentum weakened, but her tone rose sharply, resembling a madwoman.

Liu Wensheng glanced at her and said indifferently, "I felt like it."

"You—" Jiang Xuerong’s eyes seemed ready to burst with rage, angrily staring at him, but she was so thoroughly suppressed that she couldn’t even utter a harsh word.

Knowing she was no match for this man, she dared not act too brazenly, lest she lose her life.

Liu Wensheng didn’t go for the kill. Seeing that she had some sense, he let it go and watched Jiang Xuerong scurry off the Martial Arts Platform in a sorry state.

The match ended in a confusing manner.

Shi Zhou was still somewhat dazed; she had thought that she would die by Jiang Xuerong’s hand today.

Unexpectedly, it was Liu Wensheng who had saved her.

Evil Valley was infamous throughout Jiangnan, and Liu Wensheng was no saint either.

According to the rumors, he was a demon who killed without blinking an eye. His reputation in Jianghu was slightly better than Jiang Xuerong’s.

Jiang Xuerong had brought it upon herself, but Liu Wensheng had cemented his reputation as the number one villain in Jianghu because of the mysterious and bizarre Evil Valley.

Shi Zhou knew little about Liu Wensheng, only what she had heard from Zhou Ruhai.

Later, when she saw him in Prince Qiu Residence, she was somewhat astonished.

She hadn’t expected that the Valley Master of the infamous Evil Valley would turn out to be a young man plagued by illness, seemingly on his deathbed.

But no matter what his reputation was, he still saved her life after all.

Shi Zhou pursed her lips and thanked him, "Thank you."

Liu Wensheng nodded slightly at her and said nothing. He then turned and walked down from the platform.

Feng Yue stood there, still holding the sword that Liu Wensheng commonly used. Seeing him walking towards him, he disapproved and said, "Jiang Xuerong is a madwoman, how could you dare go up there unarmed?"

Liu Wensheng raised an eyebrow slightly. "A beaten foe, what’s there to fear?"

Feng Yue knew he had a sense of measure and said no more.

The two went up to the Spectator Platform and greeted Mo Qingshan and Shen Xiheng.

Back then, the incident concerning the Liu Family had caused quite a stir.

Since Shen Xiheng often visited Prince Qiu Residence, he naturally knew their identities.

But unlike ordinary people who cowered at the sight of Liu Wensheng, he did not.

He knew that Qi Yu wouldn’t save a murderous villain without good reason.

"For today’s event, I sincerely thank Young Master Liu for stepping in," Shen Xiheng also thanked him earnestly.

If it hadn’t been for Liu Wensheng arriving in time, nobody could have stopped Jiang Xuerong.

Liu Wensheng’s lips curved slightly. "Lord Shen need not be polite. I came here at the request of Elder Mo, and naturally, I had to do my part. Besides, Jiang Xuerong and I already had a grudge." fгeewebnovёl.com

Shen Xiheng noticed that when Liu Wensheng mentioned the grudge, there was a momentary chill in his eyes.

It seemed the grudge was not small.

"Elder Mo sent a message thousands of miles to Jiangnan just for this matter?" Liu Wensheng looked at Mo Qingshan beside him, his eyes narrowed with profound meaning as he asked.

He might have always stayed within Evil Valley, but he was well aware of the events occurring in the capital city.

This time, he and Feng Yue came so swiftly, in part to repay Mo Qingshan’s kindness, but also because of a rumor that was being hotly debated in the capital city.

Mo Qingshan, without a hint of guilt for being exposed, righteously said, "Of course not."

Before Liu Wensheng could speak, Feng Yue immediately asked, "Is it because of the disappearance of Prince Qiu and the Princess?"

Seeing that they were well-informed, Mo Qingshan was spared a great deal of trouble and briefly explained the matter, skipping the background and getting straight to the point.

After listening, interest flickered in Liu Wensheng’s eyes, "The Ghost City Illusion? Sounds intriguing."

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