"Tempted by wealth?
You want to rob me? "
Zhang Xing stopped in his tracks and said disdainfully.
His words hit the nail on the head. Ewen's face turned red, and he immediately pretended to be indignant.
"This is my family heirloom. I accidentally lost it on the way here two days ago. It turns out that you picked it up!"
Hah!
Everyone stared at Ewen in astonishment. How could he be so shameless?
I can say that it's my family heirloom!
For the sake of an Emperor Weapon, even his favorite Saiya was no longer important.
Once it's confirmed that it's his family heirloom, he can openly take it away from Saiya.
Who dares to object?
Who are Ewen's ancestors?
Or are they related to the emperor?
Saiya was even more furious. Ewen was too shameless. His words were good, but when it came to important interests, he would say that this was his home, and that Saiya was the person he liked the most. It was all bullshit!
It's fortunate that I've never been nice to him. Otherwise, I might have been sold.
Ewen glanced at Chan Yi greedily. He was about to continue speaking when he heard shouts from outside.
"Big Brother Ewen, come save me!"
Looking up, the banquet hall's doors opened. A young man with a swollen face stumbled in.
Behind him, the City Lord Manor's soldiers held their broadswords and retreated in fear.
The four people in front of him were rushing over aggressively.
"Ferrand, what's going on?"
"Big Brother Ewen, they hit me!"
"How dare you hit my younger brother? You even came to the City Lord Manor. Men, take them down!"
Ewen ordered without waiting for the City Lord to speak.
Whoosh!
Ewen's guards drew their weapons and rushed over.
As soon as they got close, they were still waving their sabers in the air when their vision turned black.
Putong, putong!
More than a dozen guards fell to the ground in confusion.
"Stop!"
The City Lord saw that the people coming were ferocious and didn't seem like ordinary people. He immediately stopped them.
The leader of the group, a dark-faced man, acted as if he didn't hear him. He stepped past the guards and grabbed Ferrand, dragging him and beating him up.
"Little brat, how dare you tease your Black Lord!"
"I'll beat you to death!"
Peng, peng, peng!
"Black Lord, I won't do it again. Please spare me!"
"Shut up!"
The dark-skinned man punched again.
"Crack!"
Ewen's face twitched. He was too ruthless. Ferrand's brother's teeth were all broken.
Zhang Xuan silently chanted an incantation, and a few seconds later, a chilling aura appeared around his hands.
"Ice Spike!"
A white light flashed and pierced the chuckling man's back.
Humph!
You only have brute strength, but your alertness is too low. This level-three spell can take away half of your life!
His smug expression froze as soon as it appeared.
The black man didn't react at all. It was as if he wasn't stabbed.
F * ck, you look like a warrior with thick skin. I don't believe that I can't beat you!
"Icicle Chain!"
It was an enhanced version of a Level 3 spell. With a push of his hands, dozens of ice spikes hit the black man's back.
Ugh!
His hands froze in the air as he stared at the scene before him in disbelief.
The icicles were like stones sinking into the sea, not causing a single ripple.
Strange, it felt a little strange. This wasn't the phenomenon of fighting magic with Dou Qi!
Ewen was a little confused. Just as he was about to ask the mayor for help, the black man raised his head and looked at him.
Thump!
His heart trembled, and his eyes became confused.
Then, a look of fear appeared on his face.
"Ah …"
"Don't kill me …"
He squatted on the ground, holding his head and trembling.
His pants were soaked, and the entire banquet hall was filled with a foul smell.
No one noticed that Zhang Xing had already arrived outside and was beside the other three people.