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62: Yes, I am a night watchman that aggressive.

Lu Ming smiled at Jiang Tangyue's provocation.

He used to think the brain-dead villains in novels were incredibly foolish.

He never expected reality to be even more fantastical than fiction.

No one saw how he took his steps; they only perceived a blur before their eyes.

The figure that had been standing at the door now appeared like a ghost before Jiang Tangyue.

"You said it, right...?"

Lu Ming's voice, carrying an bone-chilling coldness, whispered by Jiang Tangyue's ear.

Jiang Tangyue's hair stood on end, a sense of impending death spreading from the depths of his heart.

He dared not hold back and immediately activated the protective talisman his master had given him.

Longhu Mountain's defensive thunderous aura instinctively erupted, and a purplish-blue lightning glow burst into a halo around his body.

Yet, this thunderous aura, powerful enough to withstand a full-force attack from a typical Aerial Realm Eighth Stage cultivator, shattered like paper when Lu Ming raised his hand.

"Slap!"

A crisp slap echoed throughout the entire shop, and Jiang Tangyue was sent flying as if hit by a high-speed train, his body crashing through three rows of shelves, expensive luxury goods mixing with wood splinters in a chaotic mess.

"Pfft—"

A mouthful of fresh blood spurted from Jiang Tangyue's lips. He clutched his instantly swollen cheek, his eyes filled with incredulous horror.

If he hadn't activated his defensive aura in time, he would probably be dead by now!

How could this be?

Why was he so strong?

After a brief moment of shock, a immense rage followed.

"You dare to kill me? You really dare to kill me?!"

Jiang Tangyue struggled to his feet, his peach wood sword once again drawn, this time the lightning patterns almost coalescing into a tangible form.

"I am a core disciple of Longhu Mountain! Do you know the consequences of killing me!!!"

Lu Ming flicked non-existent dust from his fingertips, not even bothering to lift an eyelid: "You were lucky not to die just now. I'd like to see if you have any more talismans on you."

"You..."

Jiang Tangyue's throat bobbed, the harsh words caught on the tip of his tongue.

He dared not speak anymore.

The young man before him truly dared to kill.

Seeing this, Lu Ming scoffed, then turned to Yang Kaihe: "Your turn. Do you want to announce your affiliation?"

Yang Kaihe stood rooted, cold sweat beading on the palm of his hand gripping the small bronze shield.

The moment Lu Ming made his move, he hadn't even detected any spiritual energy fluctuations, yet the residual energy from Jiang Tangyue's shattered thunderous aura had made him, an Aerial Realm Second Stage cultivator, feel suffocated.

This was definitely not the strength an Aura Movement Realm cultivator should possess!

"Who exactly are you, sir?" Yang Kaihe asked, feigning composure. "My Divine Treasure Palace has no grievances with you..."

"Shut up." Lu Ming shot him a cold glance. "Are you even worthy of asking me?"

Yang Kaihe's face paled, and he instinctively took half a step back, the small bronze shield held in front of him.

Several protective magical artifacts in his storage pouch were already poised, and he had no doubt that this seemingly ordinary young man could crush him like an ant.

Ouyang Zhi, on the sofa, finally dropped her spectating posture, a flicker of surprise in her beautiful eyes.

"Sir," Ouyang Zhi stood up, her moon-white long dress outlining her graceful curves, her tone perfectly gentle, "Senior Brother Jiang and Senior Brother Yang were merely impulsive. Please, sir, do not hold it against them."

She deliberately slowed her speech, her voice carrying an imperceptible charm.

But Lu Ming seemed to ignore her completely, walking directly to Wei Changfeng: "Who made the move?"

Wei Changfeng, clutching his chest, shook his head, his eyes filled with fanaticism as he looked at Lu Ming.

That slap just now felt incredibly satisfying!

"Lu Ming, I'm fine..."

Lu Ming cut him off directly: "I asked you who made the move!"

Wei Changfeng flinched at the cold reprimand and quickly raised his hand to point at Jiang Tangyue: "It... it was him!"

Upon hearing this, the anger Jiang Tangyue had just suppressed flared up again: "You're lying! Your Night Watch Division stopped me first, that's why I accidentally..."

Lu Ming suddenly turned and unleashed a golden blade light.

"Swoosh—"

Jiang Tangyue felt a chill on his neck, and the peach wood sword clattered to the ground.

"Ah—!"

Blood splattered, and Jiang Tangyue collapsed, clutching his neck.

Lu Ming stared coldly at his corpse, a benevolent smile on his face: "My apologies, I also had an accident!"

Ouyang Zhi's smile froze.

Yang Kaihe, however, felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Seeing Lu Ming look at him, he quickly declared: "Sir!! It's a misunderstanding, I never made a move from beginning to end!!"

"Didn't make a move?" Lu Ming suddenly smiled, but that smile made his scalp tingle.

"Wait! Sir, I am willing to compensate!!!"

Having witnessed Lu Ming's ruthlessness, Yang Kaihe was truly terrified, hastily pulling out a pure white jade box from his storage pouch.

"These are some healing medicines, and a drop of Purple Spirit Jade Marrow. Sir, could you give me a chance to turn over a new leaf?"

Lu Ming ignored him and turned to Wei Changfeng.

Seeing Wei Changfeng shake his head, the killing intent on him dissipated, and he performed a textbook-level change of expression right in front of everyone.

"Alright, you're not bad. Considering your youth, just write a self-criticism, and this matter will be over."

"Yes, yes, yes..." Yang Kaihe nodded repeatedly, secretly congratulating himself on being a wise man who knew when to adapt.

Jiang Tangyue's death had scared him considerably.

A core disciple of Longhu Mountain was killed without a hint of hesitation.

This young man was a ruthless killer.

Seeing Jiang Tangyue undeniably dead, Ouyang Zhi's tone grew several shades colder: "Is Your Excellency perhaps being too aggressive? Senior Brother Jiang was merely impulsive; his crime was not deserving of death."

From the moment this man stepped into the shop, he hadn't looked at her once.

This was a great insult to Ouyang Zhi, who always held herself in high regard.

Most importantly, she had been coveting that drop of Purple Spirit Jade Marrow in Yang Kaihe's hand for a long time, planning to 'fish' it out of him later.

She never expected this useless man to be so cowardly, using it to save his life with just a little push.

Looking at the suddenly appearing Ouyang Zhi, Lu Ming curled his lips in a sneer: "My Night Watch Division is precisely this aggressive. Do you have a problem with that?"

Why didn't she mention 'aggressive' when he first attacked and injured someone?

Now that someone is dead, she turns around and cries foul?

Truly despicable!

Daring to attack and kill a Night Watcher was already a capital offense!

Ouyang Zhi's expression changed.

Since her debut, with the reputation of the Hidden Dragon Ranking and her exquisite beauty, where had she not been the center of attention?

Even those ranked high on the Hidden Dragon Ranking would show her some respect.

But this man before her not only treated her as nothing but also dared to humiliate her so openly!

However, she was only a little 'green tea' but not foolish.

She herself wasn't confident she could shatter the protective talisman on Jiang Tangyue, but Lu Ming had done it.

A simp, that's all. If he's dead, he's dead.

Ultimately, her anger was only because Lu Ming had ignored her.

But to make an enemy of this person over it would be too foolish.

"Your Excellency is joking. I merely wish to remind you that Senior Brother Jiang's master, True Person Guangmi, is extremely protective of his disciples."

Tsk... what a pity.

Lu Ming glanced at her with some regret.

Zhao Qingge had said to handle things beautifully, so Lu Ming felt that merely executing Jiang Tangyue was still a bit lacking.

If he could execute a Hidden Dragon Ranking prodigy... he could only express his regret for that.

Simps deserve to die...

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