Upon hearing of the hefty reward, the followers gritted their teeth and charged forward again.
A hint of impatience flashed in Si Mingye's eyes. He swung his sword scabbard even faster, each strike carrying great power, knocking the followers off balance.
Chu Wanwan stood aside, watching this scene with a calm expression.
She knew that Si Mingye was sensible and wouldn't actually cause a death.
"Do you know who I am? I am Zhuge Ming, the son of the lord of Youzhou City. Today I advise you to be sensible."
As soon as Zhuge Ming said this, a murmur arose from the surrounding crowd.
The crowd looked at Si Mingye and Chu Wanwan with more sympathy.
"This is the son of the new city lord? Like father, like son. The city lord has been in office for less than three months and has already created all sorts of exorbitant taxes and levies. My family's shop's revenue for this year is probably not going to be much."
"Alas! Who isn't like that!" The shopkeepers of the two shops stood together, sighing.
"I heard that the new city lord condones his subordinates to oppress the people. He's utterly despicable," a woman said indignantly.
"Alas, life wasn't rich before, but it was still relatively peaceful. Now that the new city lord has arrived, we're almost at our wits' end," an old man sighed and shook his head.
"I don't know if anyone can do anything about them. If this continues, we won't be able to survive." A young man looked around at the people with a worried expression.
"..."
Si Mingye narrowed his eyes slightly, staring intently at Zhuge Ming.
Chu Wanwan frowned, a surge of anger rising within her.
"Hmph, as the son of the city lord, he acts so recklessly. It seems that the city lord of Youzhou City is not a good official either," Chu Wanwan said coldly.
Despite the criticism from the crowd, Zhuge Ming remained arrogant and domineering.
"You lowly commoners, how dare you speak ill of me and my father? Are you tired of living?"
Si Mingye stepped forward, his aura imposing. "Today, I will seek justice for the people of Youzhou City."
Zhuge Ming looked terrified, but still tried to remain calm.
"You dare touch me? My father won't let you get away with this."
"Then let your father come to me. By the way, my home is in the Lianli Mountains."
Si Mingye sneered and punched Zhuge Ming in the face. Si Mingye's punch was infused with internal force, and with just one blow, Zhuge Ming's nose was broken.
Zhuge Ming clutched his bleeding nose and wailed in pain. His entourage was terrified but dared not approach.
"Husband, don't beat him too hard, lest others say we're abusing our power. Doesn't he like to forcibly take innocent women? Husband, just help him put an end to that evil thought."
Upon hearing Chu Wanwan's words, Si Mingye nodded slightly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He moved swiftly, appearing in front of Zhuge Ming and kicking him in a certain spot.
"Ah..." Zhuge Ming screamed, clutching a certain spot and rolling on the ground.
Those around them gasped at the sight, secretly applauding Si Mingye and Chu Wanwan's decisiveness, yet also worried that it might cause them even greater trouble.
Si Mingye coldly looked at Zhuge Ming, who was writhing on the ground in pain, and said, "This is the price you pay for your evil deeds. If you and your father do not repent, next time it will be much worse."
Zhuge Ming was in so much pain that he was almost fainting and did not reply.
Si Mingye then turned his gaze to Zhuge Ming's entourage.
“Send your young master back! Tell your city lord that if he dares to misbehave again, he’ll lose his life.”
"Also, if he has any complaints, he can come to Lianli Mountain to find me. I will welcome City Lord Zhuge at any time!"
After Si Mingye finished speaking, he took Chu Wanwan's hand and returned to Lianli Mountain.
The two of them bought a lot of things today, and they will decorate them when they get back.
In the afternoon, the city lord of Youzhou City led over a hundred soldiers to the Lianli Mountains in a menacing manner.
Si Mingye and Chu Wanwan were arranging the newly purchased items in the room when they heard the commotion outside. They exchanged a glance, their expressions indifferent.
Si Mingye slowly walked out of the courtyard, looking at the furious Youzhou City Lord and the soldiers behind him, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips. "The City Lord arrived quite quickly."
The city lord of Youzhou City glared angrily at Si Mingye and said, "You dare to injure my son and cripple him! Today, you will pay a heavy price."
Si Mingye remained fearless, his eyes coldly fixed on the city lord. "Your son commits heinous crimes, forcibly taking women from the countryside. Not only do you, as his father, fail to discipline him, but you also indulge his wickedness. Clearly, you are no better. In that case, I will show no mercy!"
The city lord burst into laughter, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. "You? You dare to threaten me, the city lord? Today I'll show you what regret is."
After saying this, Zhuge Feng waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him swarmed forward.
Si Mingye stood still, and with a slight raise of his hand, a powerful force surged forth, blasting the soldiers at the forefront away.
Upon seeing this, the remaining soldiers were filled with fear and involuntarily stopped in their tracks.
The city lord's expression changed drastically; he hadn't expected Si Mingye to be so powerful. But he was unwilling to give up so easily and ordered his soldiers to continue the attack.
A resolute glint flashed in Si Mingye's eyes. Since the city lord remained obstinate, he no longer needed to hold back. He moved like a ghost among the soldiers, each strike carrying immense power.
His punches and kicks were like a storm, and the soldiers were completely unable to defend themselves. Some soldiers were sent flying by a single punch, crashing heavily to the ground; others were kicked and rolled several meters away.
Despite their large numbers, the soldiers were like helpless children in front of Si Mingye.
Si Mingye's martial arts moves are exquisite, sometimes fierce and domineering, sometimes flexible and unpredictable.
He unleashed a fierce palm strike, the wind whistling through the air, and soldiers fell to the ground wherever it struck. Then, he delivered a spinning kick, scattering the surrounding soldiers to pieces.
Although the soldiers were afraid, they had no choice but to continue the attack under the city lord's orders.
However, their attacks posed no threat to Si Mingye. Si Mingye easily dodged their swords and then counterattacked with even greater speed.
As the battle progressed, Si Mingye's aura grew stronger and stronger. He seemed like a war god descending upon the land, chilling the soldiers to the bone.
The city lord watched from the sidelines, his face growing increasingly grim. He hadn't expected Si Mingye to be so powerful; the hundreds of soldiers he had brought were unable to subdue him.
"Are you a member of the martial arts world?" Zhuge Feng thought Si Mingye must be a top master in the martial arts world because he saw that Si Mingye's skills were extraordinary.
In the past, he would never have offended such a person. However, his only son had been kicked in the groin by the man in front of him, and he was nearly fifty years old. He feared that he would be unable to have another son in the future, which would be equivalent to cutting off the lineage of his Zhuge family. He vowed not to be a man if he did not avenge this.
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