Chapter 337: Now, I’ll Send You on Your Way

Chapter 337: Chapter 337: Now, I’ll Send You on Your Way

"Haha..." The moment Xia Xingyu finished speaking, Kong Wei burst into wild laughter.

"Xia Xingyu, don’t you dare put on your queenly airs in front of me! I’m not buying it. The moment you dismissed me, I was no longer your subject. I became your enemy!

Xia Xingyu, you disregarded the years of loyalty between us, choosing to blindly trust an outsider and strip me of everything. What’s the point of protecting you? I’m done protecting you!

From now on, I am a court official of Yue Country!

I was originally planning to go to the palace to find you, but I never expected you to deliver yourself to my doorstep. Excellent!"

After speaking, he looked at Liao Yong beside him and said through gritted teeth, "Liao Guardian, please make your move. Capture this woman and present her to His Highness, the Prince. Then we can each withdraw our troops and drink to our victory in the royal palace of Malaysia!"

Liao Yong nodded and chuckled as he looked at Xia Xingyu.

"Your Majesty, the Queen... oh, no, I should call you my future mistress. Please dismount and come with me. It would be a shame if I had to hurt you."

Xia Xingyu stared at Liao Yong and said coldly, "An insignificant ant like you dares to act so insolently here? You’re courting death!

Men, seize him!"

The moment Xia Xingyu gave the order, the Royal Guards behind her drew their weapons and charged toward Liao Yong.

Liao Yong sneered. The next moment, he suddenly raised his right palm, and a massive, illusory handprint appeared in the air. The phantom hand radiated a terrifying pressure that made everyone’s hair stand on end.

Liao Yong chuckled, pressing his right hand down. In the next instant, the terrifying phantom hand whistled down toward the Royal Guards.

With a world-shaking BANG, a massive crater about ten feet wide was blasted into the ground. The Royal Guards had no time to even scream before they were all smashed into a bloody pulp.

Everyone at the scene was stunned. They never imagined this Liao Yong could be so powerful! Liao Yong looked at Xia Xingyu and chuckled again.

"Mere ants like them can’t stop me. You’d best come over here quietly."

With that, his figure flickered and appeared right in front of Xia Xingyu, his hand reaching for her arm.

"You dare!" Wei Qinglong roared, rushing forward to block Xia Xingyu.

But with a casual wave from Liao Yong and a loud BANG, Wei Qinglong was sent flying like a kite with a broken string. He crashed into a tree and hung there, coughing up mouthfuls of blood, unable to struggle any further.

Liao Yong chuckled at Xia Xingyu. "If you have no other tricks up your sleeve, then you’d best come with me quietly!"

After speaking, Liao Yong reached out to grab Xia Xingyu.

Just as his claws were about to touch Xia Xingyu, a flash of light shot past, followed by Liao Yong’s bloodcurdling scream.

Everyone watched in shock as a transparent hole appeared on Liao Yong’s right shoulder, blood spraying out from the wound.

Liao Yong’s body went rigid. He stared blankly at the newcomer.

The newcomer was dressed in patched robes and looked rather grimy. He held a wine gourd in his hand, which was polished to a brilliant shine, clearly from being handled for a very long time.

The old man chuckled at Liao Yong. "If you want to touch my granddaughter, you’ll have to ask for my permission first!"

"The Old Wang of Malaysia, Xia Chuan!" Liao Yong shrieked when he saw the old man. The next moment, he froze on the spot, stunned motionless.

"Old Wang! Aren’t you supposed to be..." Kong Wei screamed as he looked at the old man, his face instantly turning as white as a sheet.

The old man—Xia Chuan, the Old Wang of Malaysia—chuckled at Kong Wei. "I’m supposed to be dead, right? But I’m not. I’m still alive and well!

My, my, Kong Wei, you’ve certainly grown some courage, daring to oppose the Xia family!

Have you forgotten? If I hadn’t supported the Kong family back then, your family would be nothing! And now you repay kindness with betrayal, colluding with a foreign power and scheming against my granddaughter. You’ve really got some gall!"

Kong Wei took a deep breath, suppressing the fear in his heart. Stiffening his neck, he shouted:

"Old Wang, don’t blame me for being heartless. It was Xia Xingyu who was unjust first.

She blindly listened to the slander of an outsider, stripped me of all my positions, and took everything from me! As the saying goes, when the government oppresses the people, the people have no choice but to rebel..."

"Shut your mouth!" Before Kong Wei could finish, Xia Xingyu cut him off coldly.

"Did I dismiss you from all your posts because I was blindly listening to others? No! It was because you were trying to sell me out for your own benefit! What use do I have for a traitor like you?

Not only will I strip you of all your positions, but I will also kill you and execute your nine relations!"

Finishing her words, she turned to Xia Chuan beside her and said coldly:

"Grandfather, why waste words on this animal? Seize him!"

Xia Chuan nodded and walked toward Kong Wei. At the sight, Kong Wei’s hair stood on end in terror. He shrieked:

"Everyone, attack! Stop him! Stop him!"

Just as Kong Wei finished speaking, Xia Xingyu chuckled from behind him.

"Oh, right. Allow me to give you all a brief introduction. My grandfather has cultivated arduously for many years and his cultivation has improved. He is now a Martial Immortal of Tier Three!"

When the men around Kong Wei heard this, they froze in place, stunned motionless.

A Martial Immortal of Tier Three! In all of Malaysia, that was an unparalleled expert. Who could possibly stand against him?

To go forward now would be suicide.

Seeing everyone standing frozen, Kong Wei’s face turned ashen. He let out a scream and turned to flee.

Xia Chuan chuckled. "Do you think you can escape?"

With that, his body flickered, and he was already behind Kong Wei, his hand striking fiercely toward the center of his back.

But in the next instant, a tall figure appeared behind Kong Wei, raising a fist to smash down violently on Xia Chuan’s palm!

With a deafening BOOM, Xia Chuan grunted, staggered backward, his face paling as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was heavily injured in a single move.

"Grandfather!" Xia Xingyu cried out, rushing to support the stumbling Xia Chuan.

She turned and saw a tall, gray-robed elder standing before Kong Wei with his hands clasped behind his back.

The elder looked at Xia Chuan and said coldly, "A Martial Immortal of Tier Three. Is that supposed to be impressive?"

Kong Wei turned to see the newcomer and shouted with excitement:

"It’s the Vice National Preceptor! The Vice National Preceptor of Yue Country!"

The next moment, he burst out laughing. "Xia Chuan, you think you’re so tough? Let me tell you, in front of the Vice National Preceptor, you’re nothing!

Do you know what the Vice National Preceptor’s cultivation level is? I’ll tell you—he’s a Martial Immortal of Tier Four! Ten of you tied together wouldn’t be his match.

You faked your death ten years ago, but today, you’re going to die here for real!"

Then, he looked at the gray-robed elder and shouted excitedly, "Lord National Preceptor, please act! Cripple this old fool! Xia Xingyu is right here! Take her back and present her to His Highness, the Prince!"

The gray-robed elder nodded and walked toward Xia Chuan.

Wei Qinglong wanted to rush over and help, but a terrifying pressure pinned him in place, preventing him from moving forward even an inch, no matter how hard he struggled.

Watching the gray-robed elder draw closer and closer to Xia Chuan, Wei Qinglong’s heart sank. Who could possibly contend with such an expert? ’Is this really how it all ends today?’

At this moment, the gray-robed elder had reached Xia Chuan. He looked at him and gave a cold smile.

"Old fool, now I’ll send you on your way!"

With that, he raised his right fist and smashed it fiercely toward Xia Chuan’s heart.

Xia Chuan struggled to raise his hand to block, but his arm felt as heavy as lead and wouldn’t move. A flicker of despair flashed in his eyes. ’It’s all over!’