In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

Li Zimo heard this and a cold smile appeared on his lips. He looked at everyone in the Sun family, especially the patriarch, and his eyes seemed to say:

"Is this the integrity of your Sun family?"

However, he did not directly accuse Wang Kun, but turned to him and said calmly:

"Mr. Wang, perhaps you don't know, but Liu Rumei and I have reached an agreement with the Sun family."

"We paid the Sun family a ransom of 100,000 spirit stones, and Liu Rumei has no further connection with the Sun family."

"As for the 50,000 spirit stones betrothal gift you mentioned, you can ask the Sun family for it yourself."

Li Zimo cast a sharp gaze at the head of the Sun family, his eyes full of doubt and dissatisfaction.

He did not intervene directly, but with a calm and firm attitude, signaled the head of the Sun family to solve the mess himself.

Wang Kun's face darkened when he heard this. He looked at the head of the Sun family and asked:

"Patriarch Sun, what exactly is going on? Why did you lie to me?"

The head of the Sun family was obviously aware of the seriousness of the problem. He glanced at the Sun family members with a gloomy face, then looked at the onlookers around who were pointing and talking, his brows furrowed, and he was struggling inside.

Finally, under the watchful eyes of the public, the head of the Sun family made the decision.

He took out 50,000 spirit stones from his pocket and threw them fiercely to the old man Wang Kun, with a tone of impatience and determination:

"These are the betrothal gifts you gave us. Now that Liu Rumei is no longer a member of the Sun family, we can no longer accept your things. Solve the problems between you two yourselves!"

After saying this, he turned around and left, hurriedly returning to the mansion with everyone in the Sun family, as if he wanted to escape from this humiliating scene as quickly as possible.

The old man Wang Kun stared at the spirit stone in his hand, his gaze gradually moving away as the head of the Sun family walked away, his face full of astonishment and unwillingness.

At the same time, Li Zimo held Liu Rumei's hand tightly and was about to leave this dangerous place.

Seeing this, the old man turned around abruptly, his voice filled with a sense of majesty and unquestionableness:

"Stop, you guys want to just leave like this?"

Li Zimo stopped, his eyes turned from gentle to indifferent, looking directly at Wang Kun, his voice clear and firm:

"What can I do for you? Is there anything else you haven't finished?"

Wang Kun snorted coldly, and the aura of a third-level warrior inadvertently leaked out, as if even the air was trembling:

"You can leave if you want, but you must leave 50,000 spirit stones as compensation. Otherwise, don't even think about leaving!"

He thought to himself that since he had suffered a setback and lost face at the hands of the Sun family, he might as well make it up to them on these two seemingly rich young men.

Li Zimo's brows furrowed slightly, and then a colder expression appeared on his face. He also released the aura of a first-level warrior. Although it was weak, he did not flinch:

"Compensation? You should ask the Sun family for it, not us. I, Li Zimo, may not be a strong man, but I am not a soft persimmon that can be easily manipulated. Please respect yourself!"

Wang Kun's rage intensified upon hearing this. He had never expected this seemingly weak young man to dare to contradict him like this:

"Humph! A mere first-level warrior, yet you dare to be so arrogant! Do you really think I dare not do anything to you?"

Li Zimo's lips curled up into a cold smile, his eyes flashing with a light that should not be underestimated:

"So what if I'm only a first-level warrior? If it really comes down to a life-or-death struggle, the outcome is still uncertain. But I, Li Zimo, always act with a sense of reason. I won't make enemies for no reason, and I won't allow myself to be bullied."

He paused, his tone adding a hint of warning:

"Moreover, in this Shenwu Empire, the laws are strict. If anyone dares to commit violence in the streets, no matter who they are, they will not escape legal punishment. I hope that you will think twice before acting and not lose sight of the greater for the sake of the smaller."

These words were so powerful that the surrounding discussions gradually died down. Everyone was impressed by Li Zimo's courage and wisdom.

Wang Kun's expression quickly changed between gloomy and bright, with anger and unwillingness intertwined.

The shadow of the humiliation he suffered at the Sun family had not yet dissipated, and now he was publicly refuted by a young man whose cultivation was far lower than his. The pointing and talking of the people around him added fuel to the fire, and he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

"What a sharp-tongued brat!"

Wang Kun shouted loudly, his voice filled with an authority that could not be disobeyed.

"Since you are so arrogant, let's see who's the real deal! If you can withstand three of my blows, I'll let you go safely!"

He knew very well that the laws of the Shenwu Empire were strict and he did not dare to take anyone's life easily, but it was imperative to teach this ignorant kid a lesson and restore his face.

After saying that, Wang Kun suddenly jumped up and swung the big knife in his hand towards Li Zimo like lightning.

However, Li Zimo showed no fear at all. He dodged Wang Kun's first powerful blow with a flash of his body. At the same time, he drew out a green long sword from his waist. The sword light was like a dragon, and instantly clashed with Wang Kun's sword.

"clang!"

With a loud bang, the air wave generated by the collision between the sword and the knife made the people around retreat.

Wang Kun's knuckles split open instantly, blood gushing out. He was shocked and stepped back repeatedly, his face full of disbelief.

"This...how is this possible!"

Wang Kun was extremely shocked. He never expected that this seemingly weak young man had such advanced swordsmanship.

However, Li Zimo did not give him a chance to breathe, and the second sword came like a shadow.

This time, the sword light was even sharper, and it directly hit Wang Kun's body-protecting spiritual power, knocking him back and hitting the wall heavily, then falling to the ground, raising dust.

When Wang Kun landed on the ground, Li Zimo's sword was already pointing at Wang Kun's throat. Just a slight push would end the matter.

Wang Kun's mouth was bleeding, and his face was as pale as paper. He knew that he had no power to fight back, so he could only beg for mercy:

"Young man, spare my life! The Divine Guards will be here soon. If you kill me, you will be severely punished by the laws of the empire!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly took out a Divine Guard jade slip for help from his bosom and crushed it with trembling hands.

As the stream of light streaked across the sky after the jade slip shattered, a complex light flashed in Li Zimo's eyes, a mixture of unwillingness and rationality.

He knew very well that continuing to fight would only bring more trouble, especially in a place like the Shenwu Empire where the laws were strict.

So, he suppressed his anger, slowly sheathed his sword, then walked to Liu Rumei's side and gently put his arms around her slender waist. The two of them just stood there quietly, waiting for the arrival of the Divine Guards.

Liu Rumei felt Li Zimo's gentleness and firmness, and her heart was filled with a sense of security.

She leaned gently on his chest, her eyes shining with deep love and trust for Li Zimo.

On the other side, Wang Kun took advantage of this brief period of calm, quickly took out the healing pill from his arms, and swallowed it without hesitation.

He knew that his injuries were serious and he had to recover his strength as soon as possible.

So, he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated, and began to circulate the spiritual energy in his body, healing his wounds with all his strength.