Tantai Qiuyue slightly raised her chin, her eyes filled with disdain and anger. She sneered, "Mr. Fang Han is the most respected guest of our Demon Suppression Division, holding an extremely prestigious position. Even the renowned Marquis of Champion must show him deference. Today, he and I came to see you with sincerity, intending to discuss the matter of giving a proper burial to the brave soldiers of the Demon Suppression Division who died in battle. But as soon as we stepped into this City Lord's Mansion, your daughter brazenly insulted Mr. Fang Han and me, even uttering arrogant words, saying that Mr. Fang Han was defying his superiors. Hmph, in terms of status, Mr. Fang Han's identity is no less than that of an ordinary prince, far higher than that of a mere City Lord like yourself. Yet, you and your daughter are so arrogant and domineering in front of him, utterly ignorant of your own limitations!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Tian's expression changed instantly, his eyes filled with disbelief, and he blurted out, "How could Fang Han, who is so young, possibly hold such an important position as the First Guest Elder of the Demon Suppression Division?"

The servant boy, A Yue, who had come to deliver the message, was so frightened by the conversation that his face turned ashen and his legs trembled uncontrollably, as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

Fang Han remained calm, a faint, cold smile playing on his lips.

He slowly took out a token from his pocket, on which were engraved the words "First Guest Elder of the Demon Suppression Division," clear and conspicuous.

Fang Han held the token, his gaze cold as he looked at Wu Tian, ​​and said in a deep voice, "The token is here, how could it be fake? Why don't you pay homage to me at once?"

Wu Tian stared wide-eyed at the token, muttering to himself, "This...this really is the token of the First Guest Elder of the Demon Suppression Division."

His heart was filled with regret and fear. Helpless, he could only slowly kneel down on one knee in front of Fang Han and say in a trembling voice, "Greetings, Guest Elder Fang!"

Fang Han said calmly, "If you had known this would happen, why did you do it in the first place? Now, do you still object to my Demon Suppression Division's plan to give the fallen soldiers a proper burial?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his aura suddenly surged up, like an invisible mountain, firmly suppressing City Lord Wu Tian.

The powerful aura made it difficult for Wu Tian to breathe, as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping his throat.

Wu Tian then truly realized that the aura emanating from Fang Han was far more terrifying than that of Tantai Qiuyue.

He knew he was no match for Tantai Qiuyue. If he rashly attacked Fang Han now, he would likely suffer a crushing defeat and even lose his life.

Thinking of this, Wu Tian said almost without hesitation, "Guest Fang, I will completely follow your arrangements in this matter. You may bury the soldiers of the Demon Suppression Division wherever you wish, I have no objection."

At this moment, he was almost completely prostrate on the ground, his posture extremely humble.

Just then, before Fang Han could tell Wu Tian to get up, a sharp voice came from outside: "Father! Has that little slut Tantai Qiuyue and that boy left?"

Immediately afterwards, a figure walked in angrily, covering his face; it was Wu Hanchun.

"Miss……"

Upon hearing Wu Hanchun's unrestrained words, the servant A Yue's face turned even paler, and he secretly thought to himself that something was wrong.

He wanted to remind Wu Hanchun that Fang Han was the First Guest Elder of the Demon Suppression Division, but due to excessive fear, his lips trembled and he could only stammer, unable to speak.

Wu Hanchun, however, did not notice the servant A Yue's unusual behavior at all. She widened her eyes and questioned A Yue loudly, "A Yue, didn't you see that I was knocked unconscious by that brat? Didn't you tell my father?"

"Han Chun, you...you kneel down now!"

Wu Tian was greatly alarmed and quickly called out to Wu Hanchun.

He knew that if his daughter continued to talk nonsense like this, and angered Fang Han, then things would really get out of control.

"Father! Father! What's wrong with you? Why are you kneeling in front of this brat?"

Wu Hanchun was shocked to see her father, Wu Tian, ​​kneeling before Fang Han! She was so shocked that her face turned pale and her voice became shrill with shock as she cried out in confusion and fear.

"Kneel down!"

Wu Tian suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with anxiety and regret, and shouted again in a stern voice.

At this moment, he was filled with self-reproach, regretting that he had spoiled his daughter too much, so much so that she was so naive and could not understand the grim situation before her.

"Father, this brat knocked me unconscious for no reason. Not only did you not help me, but you also wanted me to kneel before him? You should kill him for me right now, and that Tantai Qiuyue, that little slut, you have to teach her a lesson for me too!"

Wu Hanchun, however, completely ignored her father's gloomy face, which was so dark it could drip water, and continued to shout incoherently.

You're asking for it!

Upon hearing his daughter's arrogant and ignorant words, Wu Tian was so angry that he trembled all over.

He immediately stood up, rushed to Wu Hanchun in three steps, raised his hand, and slapped Wu Hanchun several times with loud and vicious slaps without any mercy.

Wu Hanchun's face was already swollen like a pig's head from Fang Han's previous beating. Now, she was slapped repeatedly by her father, leaving her dizzy and swaying. She looked so miserable that a gust of wind could blow her over.

"Father, what...what are you doing? Have you gone mad?"

Wu Hanchun covered her burning face, feeling wronged and confused. She couldn't understand why her father, who usually doted on her, would hit her without any explanation.

"I was being lenient by hitting you! Do you even know who he is? How dare you humiliate him so brazenly?"

Wu Tian's eyes widened in anger, veins bulging on his forehead, as he roared at his daughter.

"Who is he? Isn't he just a lackey of Tantai Qiuyue? What's so great about him!"

Wu Hanchun remained defiant, completely unaware that disaster was imminent.

“A lackey? Hmph! He is the number one guest elder of the Demon Suppression Division, with an incomparably esteemed position, far above his father! How dare you humiliate him like this? That is true insubordination and treason! At that time, even if I risk my old life, I won't be able to protect you!”

Wu was so angry that he gritted his teeth, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes. For the first time, he felt that his daughter was so hopelessly stupid, and his heart was filled with helplessness.