Chapter 680: Little Brat

At that moment, Zuo Dongxing, bent on avenging his son, completely ignored the crowd’s condemnations.

The Zuo Family feared no one’s accusations in Xingyuan City.

He took a step forward, his gaze fixed on Jiang Chen.

His eyes radiated with intense killing intent.

“HUMMM!”

Simultaneously, the aura of his Cultivation at the Peak of Martial Arts Nine Heavens erupted from his body, stunning the entire crowd.

Step by step, he walked toward Jiang Chen.

“You killed my son. I don’t care what your reasons are. You will die.”

Jiang Chen felt Zuo Dongxing’s aura and knew, without a doubt, that he was no match for him.

Just then, Xiaotian adjusted the straw hat on his head, preparing to step forward.

But someone even faster appeared in front of Zuo Dongxing.

“Zuo Dongxing, your Zuo Family throws its weight around far too much.”

“Stand down. Your son got what he deserved.”

All eyes turned to the newcomer.

Gasps rippled through the crowd once more as they recognized the man.

“It’s the President of the Alchemist Guild, Lord Ling Yun!”

“It’s really him! For him to step in and help Chenxi Pavilion… it seems there’s more to Chenxi Pavilion than meets the eye.”

Everyone recognized the man as Ling Yun, the famous President of the Alchemist Guild in Xingyuan City.

No one had expected the President of the Alchemist Guild to actually stand up for Jiang Chen.

It was utterly unexpected.

Jiang Chen saw it was Ling Yun as well.

Ling Yun cupped his fists toward Jiang Chen. “Young Master, my apologies for being late.”

“Leave the rest to me.”

Ling Yun had stepped forward to resolve this trouble for Jiang Chen.

He then turned to face Zuo Dongxing.

“Zuo Dongxing, I, Ling Yun, will protect Jiang Chen.”

“Let him go.”

As the President of the Alchemist Guild, Ling Yun held a very high status.

By speaking up for Jiang Chen, he naturally hoped to prevent a fight.

But Zuo Dongxing, consumed by rage, just sneered at Ling Yun.

“Ling Yun, this has nothing to do with your Alchemist Guild. I suggest you mind your own business.”

However, Ling Yun just shook his head.

“Jiang Chen is a benefactor to my Ling family. How could this have nothing to do with me?”

“Zuo Dongxing, stand down.”

Although Ling Yun tried to dissuade him, Zuo Dongxing showed no sign of backing down.

“Impossible.”

“He killed my son. I will have my revenge.”

“Ling Yun, you’re no match for me. Get out of my way.”

He hated Jiang Chen with every fiber of his being. Jiang Chen had killed his son, killed their Zuo Family’s Elder Wen Xiaotian, and defeated Ao Xue.

No matter what, he had to kill Jiang Chen.

“Hmph. Your Zuo Family is truly arrogant.”

“If that’s how it’s going to be, then you’ll have to get through me first.”

With that, Ling Yun dropped all pleasantries and prepared to fight for Jiang Chen.

He knew his Cultivation was at the Martial Arts Sect Eighth Heaven, inferior to Zuo Dongxing’s at the Peak of Martial Arts Nine Heavens.

But Ling Yun was not the least bit afraid.

At that, Zuo Dongxing gave a cold smile.

“Very well. Don’t blame me for what comes next.”

Since Ling Yun had intervened, Zuo Dongxing had no choice but to defeat him first.

Fortunately, Ling Yun’s Cultivation was lower than his own, so he was confident he could win.

The two began to fight right then and there.

The duel between the President of the Artifact Refiner Guild and the President of the Alchemist Guild drew continuous gasps of astonishment from the crowd.

Normally, the Artifact Refiner Guild and the Alchemist Guild had no involvement with one another, yet today, their leaders were fighting over Jiang Chen.

The scale of their battle was immense.

It alarmed the entirety of Xingyuan City, drawing more and more experts to spectate.

As the two Presidents battled, the members of the Artifact Refiner Guild and the Alchemist Guild glared at each other with hostility.

The atmosphere grew heavy, thick with tension.

Jiang Chen watched the two masters fight.

It was obvious that Ling Yun was at a disadvantage.

After a period of fierce battle…

“BOOM!”

Zuo Dongxing sent Ling Yun flying back with a palm strike.

Ling Yun staggered backward, his face turning pale.

Ling Yun was defeated.

“Ling Yun, I don’t wish to kill you.”

“Since you have been defeated, step aside.”

Zuo Dongxing truly didn’t dare to kill Ling Yun. No matter how powerful the Zuo Family was, they could not withstand the pressure from the entire Alchemist Guild. That was why he had only injured him.

Ling Yun’s expression was grim.

At this moment, Jiang Chen spoke up. “Ling Yun, you can stand down.”

“Since this is a grudge between myself and the Zuo Family, I will handle it.”

Ling Yun looked like he wanted to say something, but Jiang Chen simply waved his hand.

“Don’t say another word. I know you’ve done all you can.”

Ling Yun gave a bitter smile. It was true; he was no match for Zuo Dongxing.

He couldn’t completely resolve the Zuo Family problem for Jiang Chen.

He hesitated.

Seeing Jiang Chen’s confidence, Ling Yun finally retreated. This was as much as he could help.

Jiang Chen faced Zuo Dongxing, his expression perfectly calm.

“Zuo Dongxing, you want to kill me to avenge your son?”

Zuo Dongxing snarled, “That’s right.”

“Only your death will allow my son to rest in peace.”

“No one can save you now.”

“It’s time for you to die.”

Ling Yun’s appearance had been a surprise, but now that he had been defeated, there was no one left to stop Zuo Dongxing from killing Jiang Chen.

With his level of Cultivation, killing Jiang Chen would be a simple matter.

“Do you have any last words?”

“You can say them now.”

Taking a few steps forward, Zuo Dongxing’s oppressive aura bore down on Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen replied coolly, “Last words? I was about to ask you the same thing. Have you prepared yours?”

What?

Hearing Jiang Chen’s words, the crowd instantly erupted into another uproar.

Jiang Chen had actually turned the question back on Zuo Dongxing!

This was a blatant provocation, a complete disregard for Zuo Dongxing’s power.

The crowd couldn’t tell if Jiang Chen was genuinely foolish or just pretending to be.

To dare speak to Zuo Dongxing like that.

Zuo Dongxing was so angered by Jiang Chen’s words that he laughed.

“Excellent. You’re certainly arrogant.”

“To dare spout such nonsense in front of me.”

With that, Zuo Dongxing’s figure blurred as he lunged for Jiang Chen, instantly enveloping him in a terrifying killing intent.

Yet Jiang Chen remained unmoved.

Just then, a boy in a straw hat slowly emerged from behind Jiang Chen.

He casually tipped the brim of his straw hat.

He looked at Zuo Dongxing with a mocking expression.

He said lightly, “Sorry, but I believe your opponent is me.”

“Master, leave this to me.”

Jiang Chen nodded slightly and took a few steps back.

The boy in the straw hat was, of course, Xiaotian.

Xiaotian stood there, a playful smile plastered on his face.

Seeing a boy in a straw hat suddenly emerge, many in the crowd wore expressions of astonishment.

“Who is he?”

“Where did this kid come from? How dare he be so bold as to stand up for Jiang Chen? Does he have a death wish?”

Many felt that for a mere boy like Xiaotian to step forward was no different than suicide.

Zuo Dongxing stared at Xiaotian.

He waved his hand impatiently.

“Go home to your mother, little brat.”

“This is no place for games.”

‘What could a mere boy do? He must think Jiang Chen is playing a joke on him, deliberately sending out some ordinary kid.’

Xiaotian chuckled.

“Since you said so, I’ll be the one sending you home for milk in a minute.”