Li Xuanfeng is Defeated, Su Muwang Remains Unwavering

Boom!

The thunder roared.

What was wrong with that?

Master Huiming's eyelids twitched. He didn't want to answer this question.

Instead, he closed his eyes and remained silent, then began to rotate his prayer beads and chant sutras in a low voice.

It seemed he wanted to erase Qin Luo's face from his memory.

"Hmph!"

"What a sharp-tongued brat."

"Su Muwan has brought calamity to all corners, oppressing the people of Jiang City. This is evidence that she will destroy the world in the future!"

Li Xuanfeng snorted lightly, too lazy to argue further with Qin Luo.

"Is that so? My young mistress merely taught those who provoked her a lesson."

"Oh, wait, no."

Qin Luo sneered upon hearing this: "Old man, if I were to slap you across the face, would you endure it with virtue or retaliate with double the force?"

Li Xuanfeng frowned and said coldly, "That hypothetical situation is impossible!"

"Why?"

"Because..."

Li Xuanfeng crossed his arms, raised his head slightly, and said with an arrogant expression, "No one in this world would dare to slap me—"

*Slap!!!*

"Ugh—!!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Qin Luo's figure suddenly appeared in front of Li Xuanfeng.

He raised his hand and delivered a sharp backhand slap.

Li Xuanfeng's voice was abruptly cut off.

Qin Luo then flashed back to Su Muwan's side, his hand still raised, and sneered, "How about that?"

*Buzz—!*

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone looked at Qin Luo, then at Li Xuanfeng, in disbelief.

What?

Huh?

Had Qin Luo... lost his mind?!

Su Bailian huddled next to Su Ba, clutching her pet dog Boqi, on the verge of tears.

It's over, it's over.

These people can fly!

We're doomed!

Grandpa! Wake up quickly!

Shangguan Chuxue sat in the corner, her expression momentarily blank.

She turned to Shui Yue, who looked equally stunned, and asked, "Did you... just see that?"

"I... I did..."

Shui Yue nodded dumbly.

She had thought Qin Luo would only dare to slap a few young masters from the families.

But...

No!

You even dared to slap *him*?!

Li Xuanfeng!!

A unique and renowned martial artist!!

A swordsman of unparalleled skill, the strongest sword cultivator of modern times!!

After a brief moment of shock, Ning Qingxuan and the others burst into laughter.

"Qin Luo! Well done!"

"That's how you deal with these people!"

"They really think they're something special!"

Ning Qingyuan shook his head with a wry smile. "Sister, I have to say, our family's discipline needs some work."

Ning Muqing stood nearby, finally snapping out of her daze.

She looked at Qin Luo, swallowing hard, and finally understood why Su Muwan had changed.

As for Su Muwan, she stared blankly at Qin Luo's back.

Her emotions surged like a tidal wave, impossible to suppress.

At this moment, all the noise around her seemed to fade away, leaving only Qin Luo's figure standing protectively in front of her.

[Su Muwan! You vile woman! Prepare to die!]

[Su Muwan! Justice will come for you! You've oppressed us for years!]

[Su Muwan! You're an evil spirit! You'll destroy the world sooner or later!]

[Su Muwan! Your family died because of you!]

[Su Muwan... If you don't die, we all will!]

[......]

In her past life, everyone who truly cared for her had died because of her.

By the end, she was alone.

Lonely, sorrowful, filled with regret.

The world wanted her dead, and everyone stood against her.

But...

*Crack—!*

The mirror of her memories shattered, and the scene before her became clear.

"How about that?"

Su Muwan bit her lip slightly as she looked at Qin Luo standing in front of her.

So...

In this life...

I also have someone by my side.

Grandpa is still alive, everyone is alive.

And Qin Luo... is right here in front of me.

Su Muwan's heart was deeply moved. The feeling of being protected was like rain after a long drought, bringing color back to her world.

She had never imagined that in her most helpless moment, someone would stand so firmly in front of her, believing in her and protecting her.

Qin Luo...

Su Muwan's vision blurred slightly.

But no!

If I'm going to cry, I should at least wait for a better moment, curl up in Qin Luo's arms, and let him wipe away my tears!

Su Muwan took a deep breath, her gaze gradually firming up.

She set her emotions aside for now. Whatever happens next... I don't care anymore!

Meanwhile, Li Xuanfeng clutched his face, his head tilted to the side.

His pupils trembled, and the burning pain on his cheek reminded him of what had just happened.

Qin Luo's mocking voice still echoed in his mind.

He finally realized.

What...

I... was slapped?!

In an instant.

*Buzz!!*

A wave of rage surged through Li Xuanfeng's heart.

His face twisted with fury.

"Arghhhhh!!"

"You're asking for death!!!!"

*Boom!!*

Li Xuanfeng glared at Qin Luo with a murderous gaze. He had been a prodigy in his youth.

When had he ever suffered such humiliation?!

*Boom!*

Waves of energy radiated from his body!!

He gripped his sword, his eyes filled with killing intent as he roared, "Kid! You'll regret what you've done!!"

But then.

Master Huiming opened his eyes and intervened, "Brother Li, our target is Su Muwan. Don't harm the innocent."

If word got out that they had killed innocent bystanders while trying to eliminate an evil spirit, the backlash from public opinion would be overwhelming, even for people of their status.

At their level, reputation was everything.

Li Xuanfeng's eye twitched as he considered this. He was about to sheath his sword when...

Qin Luo blinked up at him and taunted, "You seem angry."

"Argh!!!"

*Boom!*

Li Xuanfeng couldn't hold back.

He charged at Qin Luo in a fit of rage.

The crowd panicked and scattered.

A Peak Realm swordsman, especially one in the later stages of cultivation, was not someone an ordinary person would dare to face!

"Kid!! Die!!"

With a swollen handprint still on his face, Li Xuanfeng swung his sword at Qin Luo with all his might.

However.

Qin Luo remained calm and composed.

The next second.

*Clang—!!!!*

A deafening metallic clash reverberated through the air, shaking everyone's eardrums.

When the sound faded, everyone turned to look at Qin Luo.

And what they saw made their pupils shrink in shock!!

There!

A slender hand covered in ice crystals had intercepted the deadly blade.

And the owner of that hand... was none other than Su Muwan!!

Su Muwan's hand gleamed like frost under the moonlight, reflecting a blinding light.

The ice quickly spread, encasing the entire blade in an instant, exuding a chilling aura.

Her eyes were sharp and domineering, her grip unyielding as the blade could not advance any further.

"How is this possible?!"

Li Xuanfeng shouted in disbelief, his pupils contracting.

His sword trembled under the encroaching ice.

Su Muwan smirked coldly as the ice thickened, and the blade began to crack.

With a forceful tug, *crack!*

The blade shattered into countless icy fragments, scattering in all directions.

Li Xuanfeng's treasured sword... was destroyed?!!

Then.

Under Li Xuanfeng's stunned gaze, Su Muwan raised her right hand and struck.

*Boom!*

A powerful burst of energy erupted from her palm, slamming into Li Xuanfeng's chest.

The force was so immense that the air itself seemed to tremble.

"Ugh!!"

Li Xuanfeng's body was sent flying like a broken kite, crashing heavily to the ground.

His face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, muttering in disbelief, "I... am finished?"

Suan Tianxing, still inside the golden barrier, stared blankly. "H-how... is this possible?"

The next moment.

Under everyone's gaze.

Su Muwan walked over to Qin Luo and wrapped an arm around his waist.

Then, with a cold glare, she scanned the remaining four figures in the air.

"Dare to touch my Qin Luo?"

"You bunch of over-the-hill trash..."

"Do you even deserve to?!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the crowd erupted in an uproar.

Qin Luo glanced at Su Muwan.

Young mistress...

Can you surprise me any more than this?

Originally, Qin Luo had thought Su Muwan would serve as a last resort, but... this was way beyond his expectations!

Most importantly...

Qin Luo leaned in and whispered, "Young mistress, why are you the one holding my waist?"

?

Su Muwan turned her head and glared at him, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "Shut up."

Don't mess with the image I've built for myself!