I'm not a drama god

Li Shangfeng's struggles were of no use whatsoever.

The young man seemed determined to take him away and had no intention of giving him a chance to question him. This made sense to the passersby, after all, such a terrifying and dangerous-looking person wandering around Xuanwu Avenue was truly frightening.

Li Shangfeng's struggles and roars still attracted the attention of many pedestrians, and more and more people gathered around, making the road gradually congested.

At the same time, Brand's figure also emerged from the Taishisi corridor at the end of Xuanwu Avenue.

"You mean..."

"Those three good-for-nothings not only failed to kidnap his sister, but were instead killed by him?"

"And he's causing trouble on Xuanwu Avenue right now??"

Brand's face was ashen, as if he had swallowed a fly. He glared at his subordinate behind him and slapped him across the face with a crisp sound!

"What are you all good for?!"

"The Alchemy Society, how dare they support a bunch of useless trash like you?!"

The man's face immediately swelled up on one side, and he lowered his head tremblingly, not daring to speak.

At this moment, He Jing, who had been quietly waiting to the side, spoke up:

“Lord Brand, many of the guards who patrolled Xuanwu Avenue today have dealings with us… The situation is now under control, and that Li Shangfeng won’t cause too much trouble.”

Hearing this, Brand's expression finally softened. He gave He Jing, the only one capable of handling the matter, a deep look, and sighed:

"No matter how small the disturbance, it will eventually get out... What if His Majesty hears about it..."

“Lord Brand is overthinking it. How could His Majesty care about such a trivial matter?” He Jing spoke again unhurriedly. “If you are worried, I will go to the palace right away… I have already taken care of the connections. It is not difficult to extinguish a message.”

Brand's eyes finally lit up.

He walked up to He Jing, looking at this unremarkable gray-haired youth with eyes full of trust and relief... He patted He Jing on the shoulder:

"He Jing, it's fortunate that the Imperial Observatory has you... Once this storm is over, I will definitely find a way to promote you."

He Jing smiled and bowed respectfully:

"Thank you, sir."

“As for that Li Shangfeng…” Brand’s gaze drifted toward the end of Xuanwu Avenue, “Before he enters Chengtian Prefecture, find a way to bring him to our Imperial Observatory… His edges are too sharp; if we don’t smooth them out, he won’t be of much use to us in the future.”

"Yes."

At this moment, Li Shangfeng naturally had no idea that the instant he stepped onto the Xuanwu Avenue, a vast and intricate web of power had already sealed off all his escape routes...

His legs were forcibly bent, and he knelt on the ground like a stray dog. His charred chest heaved violently in anger. The arrogant young man walked slowly to him, his black clothes reflecting the dim light in the bright lights.

"What? You still want to resist?" The young man saw the defiance in his eyes and sneered.

"You're just a second-tier cultivator, with no background or backing. In this Cheng Tian Realm... who can you possibly oppose?"

"Let me tell you the truth, even without me today, your accusations against the Imperial Observatory would not have spread beyond Xuanwu Avenue... Any mansion on this street could easily crush a hundred ants like you."

"The forces along the Xuanwu Avenue are deeply entrenched, not only controlling the lifelines of the people in the Chengtian Realm, but also influencing the major prisons in the Gray Realm. They have long since formed a vast net that captures all living beings, let alone you..."

The young man slowly leaned close to Li Shangfeng's ear and spoke in a very low voice with a cold laugh.

"I'm afraid even the one in the palace... wouldn't dare to make a move."

Li Shangfeng's pupils contracted slightly.

These words were absolutely outrageous, yet this young man dared to speak them so recklessly... Firstly, he wasn't afraid of Li Shangfeng, an insignificant ant, spouting nonsense. To a spoiled young master like him who had been arrogant and ignorant since childhood, Li Shangfeng wasn't even considered a "person"... Secondly, he did indeed have something to rely on. It was said that the person in the palace was in an increasingly precarious situation.

That emperor had oppressed the people for over three hundred years, and countless noble families and dukes were born and destroyed under his rule. The fear and resentment he harbored had long been accumulating within the dynasty...

At this time, a considerable number of people within the Chengtian Dynasty were plotting the same thing...

He can't possibly live forever, can he?

Of course, the people at the very bottom of the realm would never know any of this; the sky above them remained clear, and they were completely unaware of the undercurrents surging beneath.

Li Shangfeng stared intently at the young man, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. He had already broken several teeth and was too angry to speak.

Just then, a hand gently landed on his shoulder from behind.

"Who said..."

"He doesn't have any powerful backers?"

A calm voice rang in Li Shangfeng's ears. He was startled at first, then turned around in surprise...

Before he knew it, a figure in a red theatrical robe with black patterns stood behind him, her crimson earrings swaying gently in the wind, her scarlet eyes narrowed in the dim light, revealing no expression whatsoever.

Mr. Chen?

Li Shangfeng was stunned. He never expected that Boss Chen would stand up to protect him at this moment... His heart tightened instantly, and he opened his blood-stained lips to remind him:

"Mr. Chen, this has nothing to do with you, you don't need to worry about me!"

The young man sized Chen Ling up and down, then couldn't help but laugh: "Which theater are you from? Coming here to put on airs? And you have connections... what connections? The circus?"

Chen Ling didn't speak. He just glanced coldly at the young man. The next second, an extremely terrifying pressure, like a mighty torrent, crashed down on the young man's shoulder!

boom--! !

The young man felt a blur before his eyes, and his knees sank heavily into the ground.

Dense cracks spread beneath him, and under that terrifying pressure, blood flowed uncontrollably from his seven orifices... He knelt down in front of Li Shangfeng, like a pathetic dead dog carrying a mountain on its back.

This scene, witnessed by others, immediately elicited gasps of astonishment. Those clad in black robes were the guards of Xuanwu Avenue; who on this street would dare make a guard kneel?

Even Li Shangfeng was stunned. He stared at Chen Ling's fluttering opera robes from behind, speechless with astonishment.

Chen Ling didn't even glance at the young man, as if attacking him would only sully her own reputation; a hint of disdain flashed in her narrowed ruby ​​eyes...

"Li Lai De," Chen Ling said calmly, "slap him."

Li Laide was taken aback.

His gaze fell on the young man who was pressed to the ground like a dead dog, and a strange impulse surged into his heart... He recognized this guy; he was a spoiled brat from a certain aristocratic family. When he was on the run, he was often hunted down by his family.

Li Laid hesitated for only a moment before stepping in front of the young man. His deep blue eyes clearly reflected the young man's incredulous expression, and then he raised his hand...

"How dare you..." The young man opened his mouth angrily, as if to say something.

Snapped--! ! !

A loud slap echoed through the night sky.

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There's one more chapter, it'll be a little later.