"How dare a mere woman speak so arrogantly in front of me? She's courting death!"
Murong Xiu was not one to tolerate illness and immediately attacked Yu Qiushui.
The next second, the two disappeared at the same time, and when they reappeared, they were already fighting.
Bang!
The glass shattered instantly, air currents surged, and the aftershocks of the force swept directly toward the conference table, like a cutting machine, instantly cleaving the heavy solid wood table in two.
The aftershocks spread outwards, affecting all board members, causing chaos and disarray.
"Ouch!"
"Run!"
"Holy crap, my legs, my legs!!"
Even the aftershocks of a duel between grandmasters are something that ordinary people cannot withstand.
Everyone was terrified and scrambled to run outside.
Sometimes they suffer severe injuries and are unable to move at all.
Bang!
At this moment, the two masters clashed again, unleashing their power in a frenzy.
Yu Qiushui grunted and shouted at Murong Heshu, "Young Miss, run! Run!"
Murong Heshu pursed her red lips tightly, but she also knew that if she didn't leave now, she really wouldn't be able to leave. Moreover, even if she stayed, she wouldn't be able to help Yu Qiushui and would only become a burden.
With this thought in mind, she gritted her teeth and ran outside.
"Quick, don't let her get away!"
Murong Xiong was not about to let her go, and immediately sent his son Murong Heshuo to chase after her.
"Dad, don't worry, there are seven hundred elite soldiers outside. She can't escape!"
Murong Heshuo wasn't in a hurry; he immediately took out his phone and called for help.
Meanwhile, Murong and Shu were heading to the elevator when, ding, the elevator doors opened, and a group of tall figures in black rushed in, exuding a menacing aura.
She quickly turned and ran towards the emergency exit. Just as she entered the corridor, she heard shouts of killing coming from below; apparently, assassins were also charging up. Left with no other option, she ran upstairs.
Clang, clang!
They climbed the stairs recklessly in their high heels.
After climbing just two floors, Murong Heshu accidentally twisted his ankle. He kicked off his shoes in pain and limped towards the rooftop.
Finally, she used all her strength to kick open the closed iron gate and came to the rooftop.
After running two steps forward, there was nowhere left to go; any further ahead was a deep abyss tens of meters high!
Murong Heshu swayed for a moment, but finally managed to steady her delicate body.
At this moment, a group of assassins rushed onto the rooftop.
There's no way out!
The crowd parted, and Murong Heshuo walked over with his hands in his pockets, a slight crooked smile on his lips, much like the Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King in online novels, extremely smug.
"You little bitch, why don't you run away? Why aren't you running anymore!" Murong Heshuo said with a mocking expression.
Murong Heshu pursed her red lips tightly, "You, you don't come any closer!"
"If I'm not going, then jump yourself!" Murong Heshuo said with a cruel smile, "As long as you jump, I guarantee I'll bury you next to your mother and father, so the whole family can be together, and you won't become a lonely ghost!"
"Murong Heshuo!!" Murong Heshu gritted his teeth, feeling a deep sorrow in his heart.
The dignified Miss Murong, who was raised in luxury, never expected to end up like this.
She took a deep breath and said, "I can die, but I have one condition!"
"What are the conditions?" Murong Heshuo frowned.
Murong Heshu said, "I want to see Grandpa!"
She wants to see Murong Botao!
She wanted to ask why her own granddaughter was treated this way!
The Murong clan has been related to the Murong family for so many years, and their bloodline is no longer that of the original Murong clan. There are countless female clan leaders.
Why should we still be lackeys of the Murong clan? Why should our fate be controlled by others?
They monopolize the economy, act as lackeys of capital, and even collude with foreign countries, turning Great Xia into a chaotic mess. Don't they have any conscience at all?
Murong Heshuo sneered, "Murong Heshu, don't be naive. In this world, there is no such thing as kinship or race, only interests!"
"Do you think the Ancient Martial Clan supports us just because you're a traitor?"
"No! The struggle between divine blood and ancient martial arts is fundamentally a struggle of ideologies and a struggle for the right to speak!"
"Of course, there are also internal struggles within ancient martial arts!"
"Just now, the ancient martial arts clan gave us instructions to join forces with the Shangguan family to punish the Tantai family! The victory in this struggle is destined to belong to Murong and Shangguan. You, and the pretentious Tantai family, are destined to become victims of the internal strife within the ancient martial arts world!"
"So go in peace. Your demise will be like a ripple in the sea, having no impact on the ancient martial arts families whatsoever, hahahaha!"
Murong Heshuo laughed excitedly. At the same time, he pulled out a dark-looking pistol.
"No, no!"
Murong Heshu couldn't help but close her eyes.
Bang!
Loud gunfire erupted.
But... there was no pain!
Murong Heshu couldn't help but open his eyes.
Then they saw that the dark muzzle of the gun was actually covered by a large hand.
A handsome man stood in front of Murong Heshuo.
"Who, who are you?" Murong Heshuo couldn't help but swallow.
Blocking a gun with his bare hands, that's a fucking martial arts master!
The man's lips curled slightly. "I am acting on my young marshal's orders to protect Miss Murong's safety!"
After speaking, Feng Jiu gently rubbed her hand, and the pistol instantly turned into parts, falling to the ground in eight pieces.
"You, you..."
Pfft!
Before Murong Heshuo could finish speaking, a silver dagger had already plunged into his chest.
Feng Jiu gave him a gentle push, and Murong Heshuo's stiff body slowly collapsed.
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