Those watching the spectacle felt a chill run down their spines. Having one's tongue cut out must be a living hell, and this guy was acting like he was letting them off the hook.
Even though what they said was harsh, there was no need to go to such extremes.
Of course, everyone just grumbled inwardly; in this environment, no one would stand up for what's right.
Zuan was somewhat surprised. This dead-eyed guy didn't seem to be a complete spoiled brat. At least he knew to check with Xiaoyao Tower to verify his background before taking action.
He completely disregarded the other party's threats.
He's seen it all, and these little shrimps don't even faze him. If it weren't for the need to earn anger points, he wouldn't bother saying another word to them.
The old man named Yang Long nodded, took a step forward, and his aura exploded outwards, locking onto Zu An: "Young man, there are consequences for talking nonsense when you're out in the world."
The oppressive aura was so strong that many people with lower cultivation levels around them could hardly breathe. They were all shocked. It was actually a high-level seventh rank! It seemed that the young man was doomed this time.
Zu An narrowed his eyes. Just then, the steward of Xiaoyao Tower stepped forward and stood between the two: "Young Master Sun, please stop."
The onlookers whispered among themselves, "Young Master Sun? Which Young Master Sun?"
"How many young masters like Sun are there in Yi County?"
"So he's the son of Prime Minister Sun. This young man is probably doomed this time."
...
Although their voices were low, Zu Anxiu was so skilled that he heard them clearly and immediately understood their identities.
The "Sun Xiang" they were referring to was not named Sun Xiang, but rather Sun Xun, the prime minister of the Yan Kingdom. These local vassal kings actually had their own small courts, which were staffed with various officials, though far fewer than the central court.
The prime minister is the second-in-command in the kingdom.
Previously on the ship, Sang Hong had explained to him the important officials under the King of Yan, and the prime minister Sun Xun was the most important. He was the King of Yan's number one confidant and was second only to the king in the territory of Yan. No wonder his son was so arrogant.
At this moment, the man with the dead fish eyes said unhappily, "What, are you going to stand up for him?"
The steward shook his head: "I'm not standing up for anyone. I don't care what you do outside, but Xiaoyao Tower has its rules. Private fights are strictly prohibited here. Besides, this person is also a jade-card guest of our tower. If something happens to him in the tower, our Xiaoyao Tower's reputation will be ruined."
Before the man with the dead fish eyes could say anything more, the old man Yang Long had already stopped and whispered in his ear, "Young master, the Xiaoyao Tower has an unfathomable background. There's really no need to openly clash with them here. Besides, what they said implies that they won't care what happens after we leave. Perhaps..."
Dead Fish Eyes nodded: "Alright, I'll give Xiaoyao Tower some face today."
Then he turned back and looked at Zuan with a cold smile: "I'll let you live a little longer."
Once he gets outside, he'll want more than just a tongue. Although ordinary people can't find people outside, his influence is definitely different.
Zuan replied calmly, "You should be grateful you survived."
After saying that, he turned around and went into the venue, too lazy to pay any more attention to them.
Dead fish eyes: "..."
Old man: "..."
Anger from Sun Ji: +666 +666 +666...
Yang Long's anger level increased by 666+666+666...
Not to mention them, even the onlookers were wondering about it, and the steward of Xiaoyao Tower frowned slightly.
That's too arrogant. Does this young man have a death wish?
Having barely escaped death, shouldn't you be a little more low-key?
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