Chapter 614 Xie Nian Beaten to a pulp on the spot, humiliated [1st update]

Jiang Ran was stunned when he saw the man's face.

The impact was so great that his mind went blank for a moment, and he just stared blankly upwards.

The most mysterious figure in the Court of Justice is actually Fu Yunshen?!

"If I heard correctly, you just referred to yourself as 'I'?" Fu Yunshen turned his head, his tone casual, his peach blossom eyes curving, "Yaoyao, your son is going to rebel."

Before Jiang Ran could react, the girl came out from behind.

She was holding a box in her hand, and raised an eyebrow: "I'm eating ice cream right now. Can't you men handle your own affairs?"

Jiang Ran was completely stunned.

He recalled Ling Mianxi's earlier words—

What if A-Ying knows someone in the court of justice?

But who would have thought that the person Ying Zijing knew was Ying?

No, wait, how did Fu Yunshen become the Shadow?!

"I...I..." Jiang Ran opened his mouth, then lowered his head. "You are my father."

Fu Yunshen didn't continue teasing him: "You don't think I called you here to punish you, do you?"

Jiang Ran's face flushed with embarrassment at the thought of his actions: "Because just now outside, Qiao Ting said that they had already asked the Fan family to tell the court that they would find someone to teach me a lesson."

"Hmm, who?" Fu Yunshen raised his eyes. "Which elder?"

Jiang Ran asked hesitantly, "Could it be the Left Protector?"

Fu Yunshen nodded slightly, with great interest: "Does he have more power than me?"

Jiang Ran: "...No."

To put it bluntly, if the position of Left Protector were placed in a family in the capital, it would be equivalent to the head of bodyguards.

He was not allowed to participate in the major decision-making processes of the Court of Justice.

"That's fine then." Fu Yunshen said slowly, "I called you here to tell you that in the court of law, if anyone provokes you, fight back. If you can't beat them, complain to me. They have powerful backers, and so do you. Don't wrong yourself, understand?"

He raised an eyebrow: "If I cripple my opponent in today's ring, I'll take responsibility."

At Qingzhi Middle School, Jiang Ran did take care of Ying Zijing at the very beginning.

He shielded her from a lot of school violence.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ran was stunned for a moment.

His head drooped, and his eyes gradually reddened.

From the moment he entered the courthouse, he knew he had to face it all alone.

Jiang Ran never imagined he would hear such words again.

Ying Zijing asked thoughtfully, "You cried?"

"Nonsense, no!" Jiang Ran blurted out after a long pause, "Father Fu, who else knows your identity?"

"Just a few individuals," Fu Yunshen said calmly. "Don't worry, no one will believe them if they tell anyone."

Jiang Ran: "..."

Don't even mention it, his father, Fu, is even more convincing as a playboy than a real one.

"Let's go." Fu Yunshen flicked his collar, put one hand in his pocket, and smiled. "I promise you, I'll watch you fight in the arena."

**

Outside the house.

Ling Mianxi is still waiting.

After waiting for a long time, Jiang Ran didn't call out, but he didn't come out either.

She frowned.

Someone called her name at that moment.

"Xiao Mian".

Ling Mianxi turned her head and saw Nie Yi.

He was also wearing a well-pressed uniform.

"Why are you here?" Ling Mianxi asked, somewhat surprised. "Is the First Team not busy anymore?"

“Nothing major has happened in the capital recently,” Nie Yi nodded. “Taking a few days off is still possible.”

Most importantly, those previously restless families have become much more obedient.

They were afraid of encountering someone like Ying Zijin again, who seemed ordinary but had powerful backing, and that they might accidentally step on a brick wall.

“Alright, come on.” Ling Mianxi’s eyes lit up. “If we fight, my cultivation will really improve. I’m not lying to you.”

Nie Yi: "..."

He thought about it seriously for a moment, and then sent a WeChat message to Fu Yunshen.

Do you and Miss Ying fight as soon as you meet?

There were no messages from WeChat, but a voice rang directly in my ear.

A lazy laugh.

“My daughter loves me dearly and can’t bear to hit me. Even if she does hit me, she won’t hit my face.”

Hearing this, Jiang Ran scratched his head: "Dad Ying, are you a looks-obsessed person?"

Ying Zijing glanced at him but didn't say anything.

But their eyes said it all.

Is that even a question?

Jiang Ran shut up.

“Yes.” Ling Mianxi said matter-of-factly, “I don’t feel sorry for you.”

Nie Yi: "..."

"Don't you feel sorry for him?" Fu Yunshen asked. "When he was injured, who was there to bandage him up and then walk out crying alone?"

Ling Mianxi: "..."

Jiang Ran looked to the left, then to the right.

I deeply felt that he was just a dog surviving in the cracks.

Just then, the arena match was about to begin, so Jiang Ran slipped away.

There were quite a few people watching today's match.

Xie Nian is here.

However, what interested her was not the arena battle, but Nie Yi.

She received the news when Nie Yi entered the ancient martial arts world through the entrance.

Xie Nian narrowed her eyes and raised her chin: "What do you think of that man?"

Beside her was Fan Zhixi, the eldest daughter of the Fan family.

Fan Zhixi looked over and her eyes lit up: "Sister Nian, that's impressive. I can't see through his ancient martial arts cultivation, it must be higher than mine."

"Of course." Xie Nian's red lips curled into a smile. "Which man that Xie Nian has set her sights on is lacking?"

As a half-step ancient martial arts master, she could naturally see Nie Yi's cultivation level.

The standard has remained unchanged for over sixty years.

Even within the Xie family, he would be a genius among geniuses.

Xie Nian had never met anyone like Nie Yi before.

Perhaps after she has Nie Yi, she will give up her playful nature.

Fan Zhixi started flattering her: "Sister Nian, why don't you go?"

"Didn't you see Ling Mianxi next to him?" Xie Nian's expression was cold. "I'll find a chance to deal with her first. I'm not in the mood to share a man with someone else."

Fan Zhixi nodded, but did not offer any judgment.

This is blatant moral depravity.

But there's no other way; in the world of ancient martial arts, fists speak louder than words.

On stage, the manager called out the list for the next round.

"The third match is between Ling Jiajiangran and Qiao Jiaqiaoting."

Qiao Ting straightened his back and walked confidently onto the stage.

Jiang Ran came up from the other side.

When Qiao Ting saw that Jiang Ran was unharmed, he was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "You brat, you're lucky. I guess the Shadow Master let you go this time because he thinks you're young and have a bright future."

"Now that you've taken the warning, behave yourself in a bit and eventually roll down the hill on your own, understand?"

Jiang Ran, hands behind his back, said nonchalantly, "People start dreaming in broad daylight."

Qiao Ting roared in fury: "You brat, you're asking for it!"

He gathered his inner strength and attacked Jiang Ran directly.

The two were of similar cultivation levels, and it was difficult to determine a winner for the time being.

However, Jiang Ran was agile.

Qiao Ting's attacks all missed, and he ended up taking quite a few hits himself.

Qiao Ting's eyes were bloodshot: "Jiang Ran, you forced me to do this!"

Suddenly, his aura surged.

He threw a punch at Jiang Ran.

Jiang Ran's expression changed, and he quickly dodged away.

The next second, a shallow pit appeared where he had been standing.

The spectators got excited and started clapping.

Only Ying Zijing noticed the problem. She turned her head and asked, "Can you take medicine during a competition between the guards of the Court of Justice?"

There are medicines that can help people improve their ancient martial arts skills in a short period of time, but they are very harmful to the body.

“Theoretically speaking, it is prohibited.” Fu Yunshen narrowed his eyes slightly. “But as long as it cannot be detected, it will not have any impact.”

The guard team was indeed not under his jurisdiction, but of course he could also be in charge of it.

Ying Zijin nodded, then raised an eyebrow: "Sir, I'll cheat too, you don't mind, do you?"

"Hmm?" Fu Yun Shen tilted his head. "Change how you address me?"

"Boy friend?"

"I don't mind, girlfriend."

Ying Zijin glanced at him and took out a golden needle.

Jiang Ran is now being completely overwhelmed by Qiao Ting, with no chance to fight back.

Xie Nian had thoroughly investigated Ling Mianxi, so he naturally knew that Jiang Ran was Ling Mianxi's younger brother.

She sneered, "All you do is hide, you're such a waste."

But at that moment, Jiang Ran suddenly regained his strength.

He stopped dodging and met Qiao Ting's attack head-on.

"Snap!"

The bone cracked instantly.

Qiao Ting screamed in pain, unable to stop his momentum, and flew straight backward.

It was exactly in Xie Nian's direction.

Xie Nian's attention was entirely on Nie Yi, as she pondered how to have the most fun.

Unable to dodge in time, he was pounced on by Qiao Ting.

Not only that, but he was also sprayed with blood in his face.

"Sizzle—"

It was the sound of clothes tearing.

Xie Nian was wearing a red dress with a slit, and now she was exposed to the light.

The practitioners of ancient martial arts were predominantly male, leaving those around them somewhat stunned.

If they had cell phones, they would definitely have taken pictures.

Whispers could be heard from the surroundings.

"This Miss Xie, tsk, she's got some substance."

"Of course, I've heard she's very good at stealing men."

Fan Zhixi was stunned, and quickly picked up her clothes: "Nian, Sister Nian, hurry up."

Xie Nian kicked Qiao Ting away and quickly took Fan Zhixi's coat and put it on.

Her face darkened: "You're asking for it!"

How dare they humiliate her like that?

Xie Nian raised her hand, went straight onto the stage, and was about to grab Jiang Ran by the throat.

A voice rang out urgently: "Miss Xie!"

A middle-aged man stood in front of her; he was the Right Protector.

“Miss Xie, this has nothing to do with him. He didn’t do it on purpose. You were too close to the competition stage.”

The Left Protector also arrived, and kept winking at Xie Nian: "Nian Nian."

Xie Nian had never felt so frustrated before.

The key point is that she doesn't think Jiang Ran did it unintentionally.

Jiang Ran must have deliberately pushed Qiao Ting towards her.

But she just couldn't find a reason to kill Jiang Ran.

Xie Nian snorted coldly, didn't even look at the Left Protector, and turned to leave.

The Left Protector was in a real bind.

Xie Nian is protected by the Xie family's patriarch, and even the elders have to treat her with respect.

What could he say?

Qiao Ting was punched by Jiang Ran and then kicked by Xie Nian, and immediately lost consciousness.

In a contest, the goal is always to stop when the opponent has made their move.

If serious injury or death occurs, the other party will be punished.

However, since Xie Nian intervened, the Dharma Protector couldn't determine who was to blame.

The Left Protector waved his hand coldly: "Take him away."

Anyone who insults Xie Nian will also die.

**

Jiang Ran successfully advanced to Level 4 Guardian.

Fu Yunshen kept his promise and gave him a reward.

The group returned to the Ling family home.

Jiang Huaping knew that Nie Yi had also come, so she specially cooked several extra tables of dishes.

"Please sit down, please sit down," Jiang Huaping greeted with a smile. "Xiao Yi hasn't been here for a long time, and your Aunt Ling still misses you."

Nie Yi was very gentlemanly: "Aunt Jiang, Aunt Ling."

Ling's mother was delighted: "Don't be so polite, let's eat together."

After finishing her meal, Ying Zijing returned to her room.

Whether Jiang Huaping did it intentionally or unintentionally, she only gave them one room.

But it doesn't really matter, since they've slept together in the same bed before anyway.

Of course, this only applies to sleeping.

Fu Yunshen walked to the window and answered a phone call: "Hello?"

After listening, his eyes gradually deepened: "Okay, I understand."

Ying Zijing looked up from her computer screen: "What's wrong?"

“There’s an anonymous letter accusing Uncle Ling of buying a lot of firearms from the secular world and putting them into the ancient martial arts world, where they’re being stockpiled in a warehouse,” Fu Yunshen said. “There’s also evidence; the anonymous letter was submitted directly to the Ministry of Supervision, and people from the Judicial Office have come.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than a commotion broke out outside.

Ying Zijing closed her laptop: "I'm going out to take a look."

This was the first time the Judicial Hall had entered the Ling family's residence.

But it's not a good thing.

"Ling Chonglou, is it?" The middle-aged man scrutinized Ling Chonglou. "I am from the Judicial Hall's Inspection Department, here on the orders of the Attorney."

"Someone has accused you of bringing high-tech weapons into the ancient martial arts world in an attempt to target and destroy the Qiao family. This is the evidence."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of those around them changed.

Although the ancient martial arts world is xenophobic, it does not prohibit the existence of high technology.

Because with globalization, the ancient martial arts world cannot remain closed off for much longer.

The only prohibited weapon is firearms, unless one can obtain a gun license issued by the Judicial Court.

After all, guns are very convenient; when executing criminals, you can just fire a shot.

Guns are acceptable, but other heavy weapons are absolutely not allowed.

A single incendiary air bomb could absolutely wipe out a martial arts master.

Not to mention more advanced firearms.

This poses a significant threat to the world of traditional martial arts.

The middle-aged man turned his head and ordered the guards beside him: "Arrest him first."

(End of this chapter)