Stop?

Ye Wushuang let out a cold laugh. He had noticed Tang Yunxuan’s group long before. When Jiangg Zhe attacked him, had any of them told Jiangg Zhe to stop?

No!

They had just watched as if it were a play.

Now that Jiangg Zhe was no match for him, they were demanding he stop. What kind of joke was that?

Even the most good-tempered person would not be able to tolerate this!

Ye Wushuang didn’t consider himself a Saint. He was just an ordinary man, a common person capable of love and hate, joy and anger. If someone wanted to kill him, he would return the favor!

’Telling me to stop? Impossible!’

Instantly, the blood-red saber gleam continued unabated, striking as intended!

"Bastard, I told you to stop!" Seeing this, Su Yang’s expression turned cold. A flash of Sword Light shot out like a meteor, rapidly striking the blood-red saber light.

CLANG!

With a sharp ring, the blood-red saber gleam was instantly shattered, dissipating into the void.

The sense of crisis in Jiangg Zhe’s heart vanished, and he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Then, his face hardened. The Battle Saber hovering above his head pulsed with killing intent. Without a moment’s hesitation, he seized the opportunity and slashed down at Ye Wushuang. The whistling saber gleam descended like an inescapable net.

And at this moment, not a single person shouted for Jiangg Zhe to stop!

BOOM!

Ye Wushuang’s heart was as cold as iron. With a single movement, he activated Shadow Kill and vanished into the void, disappearing from everyone’s sight!

A breath later, his figure appeared in front of Jiangg Zhe. A saber light descended, growing larger and larger in Jiangg Zhe’s eyes as a sense of mortal danger crept into his heart.

Jiangg Zhe was horrified. He tried to defend himself, but his Battle Saber had already been sent out, so how could he recall it? He could only summon walls of True Essence to block the attack.

PSHH!

The saber light flashed for an instant, like a streak of blood, passing through the True Essence walls and striking Jiangg Zhe. In a flash, a blood-soaked arm flew from his body!

"AHH!"

Jiangg Zhe cried out in pain and collapsed to the ground, his face contorted in agony. He glared venomously at Ye Wushuang and roared, "You animal! How could you be so vicious? You cut off my arm, you’ve ruined my life!"

’Cut off his arm, ruined his life?’

For some reason, hearing these words made Ye Wushuang think of the young man at the city gate whose arm Jiangg Zhe had severed. When Jiangg Zhe cut off his arm, did he leave that man any path to survival?

"Severing your arm today is just to teach you a lesson!" These were the exact words Jiangg Zhe had spoken earlier. Now, Ye Wushuang murmured them himself.

The words sounded so familiar to Jiangg Zhe. They were what he had said at the gates of Yunhuang City this very afternoon, yet now he was hearing them again.

But this time, he was the target. Losing an arm was what he deserved. It was his retribution!

He had wanted to kill Ye Wushuang over a single glance!

To curry favor with the Tang Family’s young master, he had also wanted to kill Ye Wushuang!

When Ye Wushuang’s attack was blocked just now, he didn’t let the opportunity slip, still slashing down at him. And yet, now he was calling Ye Wushuang vicious!

It was so ridiculous that even Jiangg Zhe was rendered speechless, able only to glare venomously at Ye Wushuang.

Meanwhile, on the second floor, several figures in a private room noticed the commotion below, and their brows furrowed.

One of the handsome youths asked in confusion, "Isn’t this Tang Yunxuan’s party today? Why is it as chaotic as a wet market down there?"

"Junshao, why don’t we go see for ourselves?" someone beside him said.

"Good idea. It’s not very interesting just sitting here anyway." The youth called Junshao immediately stood up and walked out of the room with the others.

Downstairs, Tang Yunxuan, Su Yang, and the others descended the stairs and walked toward Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang then overheard someone nearby mutter, "Miss Tang is here. That kid hit the young master. He’s probably finished!"

Hearing this, how could Ye Wushuang not understand? This "young master" was Tang Yunxuan’s younger brother!

He immediately turned his head to look at the group, his gaze finally landing on Tang Yunxuan in the center. His eyes narrowed, filled with a heavy sense of caution and dread.

This Miss Tang not only had an outstanding aura, but her power was also formidable. The terrifying True Essence in her body was like a torrential, unceasing flood. Even though she was forcefully suppressing it, small traces still leaked out.

Just a single wisp of it was enough to make one tremble. Such strength was likely approaching the level of the strongest Disciples, which made Ye Wushuang feel immense pressure.

"Sister, someone bullied me! You have to get revenge for me!" The Tang Family’s young master ran to Tang Yunxuan, clutching his face in a picture of grievance while glaring viciously at Ye Wushuang.

Seeing this, everyone looked at Ye Wushuang with pity.

’I’m afraid there’s a tough battle ahead today. The slightest mistake could mean my death here.’

Hearing this, Tang Yunxuan also glanced at her brother’s face, and her brows knitted slightly.

However, she made no further move. She turned her head to ask someone beside her about the situation, and only then did her gaze fall upon Ye Wushuang. "May I ask for your name, sir?" she inquired.

Ye Wushuang calmly uttered two words: "Ye Wushuang!"

"Ye Wushuang!" At the corner of the second-floor landing, the youth called Junshao came to a sudden halt, his face lighting up. "It’s my benefactor!" he exclaimed, then hurried downstairs.

This confused the people behind him. They were also a little curious: what kind of person was worthy of being called "benefactor" by Second Young Master Lii?

Holding on to this sliver of doubt, the others followed him.

"Ye Wushuang?"

Su Yang mulled over the two words, looking coldly at Ye Wushuang. "Did you hit the young master?"

"Yes."

Ye Wushuang bit out the single word. There was nothing to hide!

"Since you admit it, I don’t need to hear any explanation from you. Cut off your own arm, kneel and apologize, and we’ll consider this matter over." Before Ye Wushuang could explain, Su Yang spoke first, directly pronouncing his sentence.

"And if I refuse?" Ye Wushuang’s gaze darkened. ’He didn’t ask a single question before passing judgment, telling me to cut off my own arm. And even more outrageously, to kneel and apologize.’

’This young man is truly tyrannical!’

"If you refuse, then you can forget about leaving here alive today," Su Yang said coldly. At his words, the young men beside him stepped forward. The surrounding crowd also stared at Ye Wushuang, invisibly forming a tide of pressure against him.

"Su Yang, if you dare to touch a single hair on my benefactor’s head, I won’t let you off!" At the same time, an angry voice suddenly rang out from behind the crowd.

Then, the youth called Junshao walked out and went straight to Ye Wushuang’s side.

"It’s you!"

Ye Wushuang was slightly taken aback. Wasn’t this youth the Lii Yijun he had met earlier?

Lii Yijun stepped forward with a joyful laugh. "Benefactor, I can’t believe I ran into you here! I didn’t get a chance to thank you properly before. Come on, let’s go to my place."

With that, he started walking toward the main entrance.

But Ye Wushuang didn’t move, because Su Yang was already blocking the doorway.

Lii Yijun noticed as well. His face fell. "Su Yang, what do you think you’re doing?"

"Second Young Master Lii, you are free to go. But he cannot leave today," Su Yang said, pointing at Ye Wushuang and enunciating each word. Anyone could leave, but not Ye Wushuang!