Chapter 368: The Mastermind, Just Who Is It?

Chapter 368: Chapter 368: The Mastermind, Just Who Is It?

But before Ouyang Nan’s fist could even touch the middle-aged man, the man’s right hand shot backward and clamped down on it. No matter how hard Ouyang Nan struggled, his fist couldn’t advance a single inch.

Ouyang Nan’s pupils contracted. ’Such terrifying strength.’

He asked in astonishment, "And who might you be?"

The middle-aged man slowly turned around, a wide grin on his face as he looked at Ouyang Nan. "Take a good look. Do you know who I am?"

Ouyang Nan finally got a clear look at the man and couldn’t help but cry out, "The new president of the Martial Arts Association, Luo Tong!"

In the next instant, his expression turned grave.

The middle-aged man, Luo Tong, chuckled as he looked at Ouyang Nan. "Ouyang Nan, Squad Leader of the Dragon King Pavilion’s Imperial Capital branch. A Tier One Martial God. Quite impressive. But do you know what my cultivation level is? I’ll tell you: I’m a Tier Three Martial God. In my presence, you’re less than nothing!

"And you want to protect others? Let me tell you, you can’t even protect yourself! Just stay put!"

With that, he shot his right foot forward, slamming it directly into Ouyang Nan’s abdomen.

With a resounding THUD, Ouyang Nan let out a muffled groan. His body flew backward, crashed heavily onto the ground, and skidded a long way across the floor. He opened his mouth, and a spurt of blood gushed out.

Severely injured in a single blow.

Luo Tong shot Ouyang Nan a contemptuous glance, then turned to Nangong Xue and the other two. He chuckled. "Any other tricks up your sleeves? If not, you’d best come with me quietly. Otherwise, you’re bound to get hurt."

Nangong Xue glared at Luo Tong, roaring in fury, "You want us to go with you? Who the hell do you think you are? You’re worse than an animal!"

Luo Tong chuckled at Nangong Xue. "Quite the fiery temper. Once I get you into bed, we’ll see just how long you can hold out!"

With that, he began to close in on Nangong Xue.

Behind her, Wang Luyao and Xiao Yufei exchanged a glance, then said through gritted teeth, "Let’s take him on!"

The two nodded, each grabbing a weapon. They sprang to their feet and stood protectively in front of Nangong Xue.

Luo Tong looked at the two of them and burst out laughing. "Even Ouyang Nan couldn’t last a single round against me, and you two think you can act tough in my presence? You must be joking! Fine, let’s see what you’re really made of!"

He said, and his body flickered, appearing before the two women in an instant. His hands shot out, reaching for their shoulders.

"You’re asking to die!" Wang Luyao and Xiao Yufei roared in fury, thrusting the longswords in their hands straight at Luo Tong’s ribs. ℴ

Luo Tong roared with laughter. "You two little things think you can kill me? You’re dreaming! Even if I let you attack freely, you couldn’t even break through my defense! Now, be good and come here!"

Saying this, he ignored their attacks and continued to reach for them.

But he soon realized something was wrong. He tried to dodge, but it was too late.

With two soft SQUELCHES, the two longswords plunged into his ribs from the left and right.

"Argh...!" Luo Tong let out a bloodcurdling scream and staggered backward. He stared at Xiao Yufei and Wang Luyao, shouting in terror, "You... what is your cultivation level?"

The moment he finished speaking, Nangong Xue, who was behind him, suddenly leaped up and rushed forward. The longsword in her hand plunged directly into his heart. With a sickening thud, Luo Tong let out another shrill scream, and his body went rigid.

Nangong Xue glared at him, speaking through clenched teeth, "You don’t need to know our cultivation level. All you need to know is that it’s enough to send you to see King Yama!"

With that, she kicked Luo Tong in the abdomen.

Luo Tong flew sideways through the air and crashed heavily to the ground. He coughed up mouthful after mouthful of blood, which was clearly mixed with chunks of his internal organs. His body convulsed for a moment, and then he moved no more.

Ouyang Nan stared at the three women, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets!

’Who was Luo Tong? The new president of the Martial Arts Association! A supreme master at the Tier Three Martial God level! An absolute powerhouse who could incapacitate me with a single move! Yet he was just... stabbed to death by three seemingly delicate girls?’

’How... how is this possible?’

He looked at the three women and asked, baffled, "How did you all become so powerful? Do you have some secret for rapidly increasing your cultivation?"

Nangong Xue, ever the spitfire, said bluntly, "Oh, it’s no great secret. Our cultivation just naturally improved after... you know... being with Ye Feng."

Hearing this, Xiao Yufei and Wang Luyao’s faces instantly turned crimson. They both tutted in exasperation. ’That wretched girl, she’ll say anything.’

"Ahem..." Ouyang Nan broke into a fit of coughing. "That’s... one method of improving cultivation I’ve certainly never had the chance to try!"

Just then, Xiao Yufei’s expression turned serious as she looked at Ouyang Nan. "Squad Leader Ouyang, weren’t the Empress’s remaining followers already eliminated? Wasn’t the Martial Arts Association already dismantled? Why are they still coming after us? Who is the mastermind behind all this?"

Ouyang Nan’s expression grew solemn as well. "By now, nearly everyone in the Imperial Capital knows about your relationship with the Young Pavilion Master, and they know how terrifying he is. For someone to still dare to make a move on you... the person pulling the strings is no ordinary figure.

"I think we need to discuss this with the Princess. We should have her investigate who is stirring up all this trouble!"

Xiao Yufei and the other two nodded, then immediately took out their phones and called Long Xi’Er.

As soon as Long Xi’Er heard what happened, she exclaimed, "Sister Yufei, all of you, get to the Prince Consort’s Manor immediately! I’m going to get Ningning and our other sisters right now. If they dared to attack you, the others might be in danger too!"

Xiao Yufei and the others nodded. Then, along with Ouyang Nan, they got into a car and sped toward the Prince Consort’s Manor.

...

「Meanwhile.」

At Cyan Cloud Group,

Three women were sitting together, drinking tea.

Mu Qingyun, the president of Cyan Cloud Group.

Chen Yun’Er, leader of the Great Xia Empire’s Dragon Group.

And Feng Qingwu, president of the Great Xia Traditional Chinese Medicine Association.

Feng Qingwu set down her teacup and looked at Mu Qingyun with concern. "Xiaofeng has been gone for so many days, and we still haven’t heard from him. I hope his trip is going well! Second Sister, maybe you should give him a call?"

Mu Qingyun considered this for a moment, then nodded. She picked up her phone and was about to make the call when a series of screams echoed from the hallway, followed by the sound of urgent footsteps.

Chen Yun’Er frowned. "What’s going on out there?" she called out.

But the hallway fell silent. A sense of unease washed over Chen Yun’Er. She immediately drew her pistol and moved toward the door.

Just as she reached the door and was about to open it, it suddenly burst inward. Caught completely off guard, Chen Yun’Er was knocked to the floor!

In the next instant, an old man in a long, gray robe appeared in the room.

"Who are you?" Mu Qingyun asked, frowning at the old man.

The old man looked at Mu Qingyun and chuckled. "You don’t need to know who I am. You just need to come with me."

Mu Qingyun’s expression turned icy. "You dare to come here and cause trouble? You’ve got a lot of nerve."

With that, she shouted to the outside:

"Guards!"

"Guards!"

"Guards!"

But Mu Qingyun called out three times, and there was no response from outside.

The old man chuckled as he looked at her. "Now that I’m here, do you really think any of those useless guards are still alive?"