A hand reached out and caught the rapidly falling riding whip.

The moment this figure appeared, a great deal of discussion erupted among the onlookers once again.

Because this figure, who appeared suddenly and at the very moment the woman's face was about to be destroyed by the whip, was named Yi Boqi.

Heir apparent of the Marquis of Dayang Shenwei Mansion, Yi Boqi.

Before they could even marvel at why the heir of the Divine Might Marquis's mansion would appear at the entrance of the Mo Deng Academy, Xiao Boqi's clear, cold voice rang in everyone's ears.

"You can kill someone in the street without provocation and no one will dare to hold you accountable?"

"You have quite the nerve!"

Ye Boqi did not know Zhou Qingqing. Not to mention her, even her father, the deputy commander of the city guard, was not qualified to have contact with Ye Boqi.

But Zhou Qingqing knew this only heir of Dayang, and she was well aware of the gap between her family and the Shenwei Marquis's mansion.

"This servant... Zhou Qingqing greets Your Highness... Please grant me your mercy..."

Before she could finish speaking, she felt a sharp pain in her right hand. The riding whip in her hand had been snatched away by Yi Boqi, and the flesh and blood in her right palm flew out along with it.

"The daughter of a mere deputy commander of the Imperial Guard dares to commit violence in the street; she deserves to die!"

As the sound faded, a muffled boom followed, and Zhou Qingqing's head exploded.

He tossed the riding whip onto the headless corpse and spoke calmly to the Zhou family attendant kneeling on the ground.

“Tell her father that my name is Yi Boqi, and if he wants revenge, he should come to the Marquis’s mansion to find me.”

He then turned to look at the woman who was still kneeling on the ground, and asked with a furrowed brow.

"Who are you? Why do you seem so familiar to me?"