172: Chapter 172 A Head-on Confrontation with the City Lord Leads to Resentment

"What is Huang Lifeng doing?"

Wei Changan frowned slightly. In his view, this was a grudge between the Han and Li Families; as long as it did not involve others, there was no need to interfere.

"Oh? Who are you, and how much is your Face worth? Also, who are you calling Old Master Han? Am I that old?"

Han Ming looked him up and down and asked disdainfully.

Although he had heard the discussions of others, killing people from the Li Family had nothing to do with a City Lord!

He just had to jump out to seek attention.

Giving you Face? How much is your Face worth?

He hated these self-righteous idiots the most.

Huang Lifeng's expression stiffened slightly, a flash of anger in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

As the City Lord of Modu Base City and a Peak Martial Saint powerhouse, no one had ever dared to speak to him like this.

Martial God Han Qingcang was the first.

"Old Patriarch Han is joking. This one is Huang Lifeng, serving as the City Lord of Modu Base City."

Huang Lifeng cupped his hands at Han Ming, suppressing the anger in his heart, and said with a faint smile.

In his view, Martial God Han Qingcang was doing this on purpose. They had known each other for over a hundred years; how could he not know him?

"I don't care who you are. I hope you don't interfere in today's matters, otherwise, you are an enemy of me, Han Chunming."

A powerful aura erupted from Han Ming, the Rule power circulating around his body, as he stared coldly at Huang Lifeng.

He was ready to fight at the slightest disagreement.

"Uproar..."

The onlookers were in an uproar seeing 'Martial God Han Qingcang' dare to speak to Huang Lifeng like this.

Although both were Peak Martial Saint powerhouses, Huang Lifeng was, after all, the City Lord and a high-level official of the Great Xia Alliance.

He was also from the Huang Family of the Capital; who would not give him some Face?

On the other side, Han Tianlin and the others saw Han Ming not giving Huang Lifeng any Face and broke out in cold sweat.

They knew Huang Lifeng's identity; he was not someone their Han Family could afford to offend.

"Does Mr. Han really not want to give this Face to Huang? How about I let the Li Family compensate your Han Family with one billion High-Grade Spirit Stones, and you let the Li Family go?"

Huang Lifeng's expression was ugly; he had not expected 'Martial God Han Qingcang' to disregard his Face in front of everyone.

He suppressed his anger, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes as he looked at Han Ming.

He secretly made a decision: after returning, he would contact his father and have him transfer Martial God Han Qingcang to the Void Battlefield, then eliminate him.

"One billion High-Grade Spirit Stones? City Lord Huang, do you take me for a beggar?"

Han Ming sneered disdainfully.

Besides, as long as he wiped out the Li Family, the spoils of war would all be his.

As Han Ming spoke, he waved his hand, and the golden sword condensed from the Thunder Rule and Metal Rule appeared again, its tip pointing directly at the Li Family members.

Li Cangqiong's Face was livid, Patriarch Li Beicang's arms were ruined and he was deathly pale, while Li Beixiong, Li Beishan, and the others were all injured. The Li Family members were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Huang Lifeng frowned deeply, his tone sinking: "Mr. Han, the Li Family has rendered meritorious service on the Void Battlefield and has stationed powerhouses in the Modu sea area for years. If you wipe out the entire Li Family, how will you answer to the Alliance?"

"Answer? When the Li Family hired the Thousand Kill Tower to kill me and colluded with Shen Jinghong to tamper with the recruitment list, did you ever think about giving me an answer?"

"City Lord Huang, if you insist on protecting the Li Family today, then you are an enemy of me, Han Chunming."

Han Ming was getting impatient, and his tone turned cold.

Huang Lifeng's expression darkened completely.

He was the City Lord of Modu, representing the authority of the Alliance.

Han Chunming had disregarded his Face in front of so many powerhouses; if this spread, where would his dignity be?

Moreover, he was from the Huang Family of the Capital; no one had ever dared to disrespect him like this.

"Sigh... Young man of the Han Family, give Huang Lifeng some Face and let the Li Family go for now, how about that?"

"Besides being the City Lord of Modu, Huang Lifeng is also from a Martial God Family of the Capital. It will do you no good to offend him."

"His father is the Heaven-Tyrant Martial God of the Great Xia Alliance, one of the Martial Gods guarding the Void Battlefield. If you go to the Void Battlefield, you might be targeted."

Just as Han Ming was about to ignore Huang Lifeng and kill the Li Family members, a voice rang out in his mind.

He could tell it was the voice of Vice Principal Ouyang Hai of Modu Martial Arts University.

Han Ming's expression shifted. Although he possessed the combat power of a Peak Martial Saint, he could not afford to offend a Martial God yet.

Ouyang Hai had no reason to lie to him, and in the original work, there was indeed someone called the Heaven-Tyrant Martial God; as for whether his surname was Huang, the original work had not mentioned it.

With his strength, breaking through to Martial God was only a matter of time; there was no need to rush to wipe out the Li Family.

At this moment, Huang Lifeng was furious to the extreme after hearing Han Ming's words. "Fine, you Martial God Han Qingcang are impressive. I, Huang, have noted this."

In his view, Martial God Han Qingcang was already a dead man; he did not need to argue with a dead man.

After saying this, he turned to leave.

"Wait!"

Seeing him about to leave, Han Ming, having thought it through, quickly called him back, even though he knew Huang Lifeng already held a grudge against him.

But being able to delay for a bit was better than nothing. His Great-grandfather should be able to break through to Martial God before long, and by then, it would not be certain who would kill whom.

"What? Does Mr. Han have more business?"

Huang Lifeng asked calmly, looking at Han Chunming.

No emotional fluctuations could be seen in his eyes.

It made sense; who would have emotions toward a dead man?

"City Lord Huang, I can give you this Face and let the Li Family go for now, but one billion High-Grade Spirit Stones is too little. I want two billion."

Han Ming saw the calm look in Huang Lifeng's eyes and his pupils constricted slightly; he knew he was already being held in a grudge.

However, he did not care; as long as he was given some time, what did a Martial God matter?

As soon as Han Ming finished speaking, the whole audience was in an uproar.

That was two billion High-Grade Spirit Stones!

Many Martial Saint Families could not even come up with that much!

Huang Lifeng did not speak, instead turning his gaze to Li Cangqiong. He had lost all his Face today for the sake of the Li Family.

To repay a favor he owed Li Cangqiong, he had done all he could.

"Fine, I agree!"

Li Cangqiong gritted his teeth, took out a Storage Ring, and threw it to Han Ming.

Although taking out two billion High-Grade Spirit Stones would severely damage their Li Family, it was nothing compared to the lives of the whole Family.

Han Ming took the ring, scanned it with his Divine Thought, nodded with satisfaction, swept his gaze over the Li Family members, and finally landed on Huang Lifeng.

"City Lord Huang, I have given you this Face today. But if there is a next time, don't blame me for being heartless."

Huang Lifeng's expression was calm, and he nodded slightly, though in his heart, he had already placed Martial God Han Qingcang on his must-kill list.

He turned and left, his figure disappearing into the Void.

The Li Family members felt as if they had received a pardon, helping the wounded away in a sorry state.

The crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, but today's events would surely spread throughout Modu, and even the entire Great Xia Alliance.

A powerful Family with a Peak Martial Saint was almost wiped out; that was no small matter.

"Little Ming, you offended Huang Lifeng today. He is from the Capital's Huang Family, the son of the Heaven-Tyrant Martial God. You might run into him when you go to the Void Battlefield this time."

Han Tianlin came to Han Ming's side and whispered, his tone filled with worry.

"Don't worry! Great-grandfather, I know what I'm doing."

Han Ming nodded, revealing a smile, and said seriously.

Han Tianlin looked at Han Ming's resolute profile, and a complex emotion welled up in his heart.

This grandnephew had already grown to a height that required him to look up.

He had actually used the strength of a Peak Martial Venerable to defeat Li Cangqiong head-on and had almost wiped out the entire Li Family single-handedly.

"What? Little Ming? Great-grandfather?"

The other Han Family Elders listening to their conversation were shocked dumbfounded.

The Patriarch actually called 'Han Chunming' Little Ming?

Han Chunming called the Patriarch Great-grandfather?

Did that not mean 'Han Chunming' was not the Old Patriarch in disguise? And that he was very young?

Their brains were about to crash.

Did that not mean their Han Family had another Peak Martial Saint powerhouse capable of defeating the Li Family's Old Ancestor?

More than a dozen Han Family Elders stared blankly at Han Chunming, their expressions very complex.

There was shock, disbelief, and surprise...

Han Ming glanced in the direction Shen Jinghong had left. Just now, he had even wanted to kill this Shen Jinghong directly.

But considering that he was, after all, the Deputy Director of the Alliance's Recruitment Department, it was different from the Li Family.

If he did, not to mention Huang Lifeng, even the President of the Martial Arts Alliance and the Director of the Supervision Bureau would jump out to stop him.