Started out getting scumbags, but then invested in the invincible Empress.

Chapter 154 Change of appearance

"Crack!" "Crack!"

A crisp, deafening slap echoed throughout the arena. Several disciples of the Li Huo Sect who had been shouting moments before were now coughing up blood and collapsing to the ground with screams of pain.

Looking at the Li Huo Sect disciples lying on the ground, Li Wudao shook his hand, forced a bright smile, and said, "Now, is there anyone who still wants to threaten me?"

Upon hearing this, several disciples of the Li Huo Sect shook their heads frantically, their faces filled with fear, and their eyes visibly cleared up.

Li Wudao nodded in satisfaction, then walked straight toward Meng Yan, who was standing there in a daze.

"Don't come any closer... My father is the Marquis of Zhennan. If you dare to touch me, my father will definitely not let you off!"

As the boy pressed closer, Meng Yan turned ashen-faced with fear, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

"Snapped--"

With one slap, he spun around on the spot, two teeth flew out, and he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

This was only because Li Wudao deliberately held back; otherwise, Meng Yan would have died long ago.

"If my father finds out, he will surely cut you into a thousand pieces and tear you to pieces!"

Meng Yan shook his drowsy head, his eyes red, and gritted his teeth.

He had been pampered since childhood and had always been the one to bully others; he had never suffered such humiliation before!

"Oh ho, you dare threaten me? I love your stubbornness. I hope you can hold out a little longer this time..."

Li Wudao smiled faintly and then swung a large sinus at him, saying, "That's more symmetrical... much better looking."

Meng Yan touched his swollen cheek, wincing in pain. Feeling humiliated, he gritted his teeth and charged forward.

"This is outrageous... I'll fight you to the death!"

He pulled a sharp dagger from his sleeve and, with all his might, stabbed it into Li Wudao's chest.

"Cousin, watch out!"

Li Nanzhi's watery eyes widened in surprise, and she couldn't help but shout.

But Li Wudao remained unfazed. When Meng Yan's dagger was three inches from his chest, he lightly extended two fingers and caught it, no matter how hard the latter tried, it wouldn't budge an inch.

"this........."

Meng Yan was shocked and couldn't understand why two mere fingers could block the sharpness of a weapon.

Just as his thoughts were in turmoil, he heard a "click".

With a slight exertion of force from Li Wudao's fingers, the gleaming dagger shattered into many fragments.

"This dagger is a high-grade Xuan-level spiritual weapon, indestructible... How could you possibly have taken it with your bare hands...?"

Looking at the bare hilt of the knife in his hand, Meng Yan turned pale, his expression as if he had seen a ghost.

The knife that Li Wudao broke with his bare hands that day was only a high-grade yellow-rank weapon, and its material and toughness were far inferior to the dagger in his hand.

He never dreamed that a young boy could so easily shatter a Xuan-level spiritual weapon. It was too magical!

The entire room fell silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Looking at the gleaming fragments of the dagger on the ground, everyone felt a chill run down their spines and their mouths go dry.

"Hiss! What terrifying power! Could this boy be a ferocious beast in human skin?"

"He shattered a Xuan-grade spiritual weapon with just two fingers. This kid is terrifying!"

"No wonder he dared to beat up the Minister of War's son; it turns out he had such backing."

"........."

The disciples of the Li Huo Sect who were just shouting and complaining were now completely terrified, swallowing hard and looking anxious.

So from the very beginning, that handsome young man hadn't used any force; otherwise, one slap would have probably already ripped their heads off.

"Who exactly is this young man? He possesses such terrifying strength, yet I have absolutely no recollection of him..."

Du Peng took a deep breath, his brows furrowed, feeling increasingly unable to understand Li Wudao.

This boy is not only dangerous, but also mysterious and unpredictable.

"Manager Du, this thug has injured so many people, aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Seeing Li Wudao raise his hand to slap him again, Meng Yan was terrified and ran towards Du Peng with all his might.

Now that things have come to this, only the other party can save him.

Upon hearing this, Du Peng's expression stiffened slightly. He glanced up and met Li Wudao's ambiguous smile. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly straightened up and said:

"This young master did not fight inside my Imperial Treasure Pavilion, so this steward naturally has no jurisdiction over him."

After saying that, he secretly gave Meng Yan a good scolding.

How can he manage it? How can he possibly manage it?

Even if Li Wudao had broken the rules of the Imperial Treasure Pavilion, given the terrifying combat power he displayed, Li Wudao would have been powerless to do anything about it.

However, Meng Yan understood the meaning differently and mistakenly thought that Du Peng was secretly reminding him.

"By the way, as long as we're inside the Imperial Treasure Pavilion, Li Wudao shouldn't dare to make a move..."

The next instant, a strong desire to survive flashed before his eyes. He clenched his teeth, burst forth with unprecedented speed, and rushed into the Imperial Treasure Pavilion.

Unfortunately, someone was faster than him.

Just a few steps from the door, a blur flashed by, and Li Wudao suddenly appeared at the doorway.

That radiant smile made Meng Yan's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, completely die.

Then, crisp and rhythmic slapping sounds rang out continuously in front of the Imperial Treasure Pavilion.

"Big brother, grandpa... please stop hitting me, I know I was wrong!"

Meng Yan was already speechless from the slaps, and he begged for mercy weakly with a sob in his voice.

At this moment, his face was covered in bruises and purple marks, almost resembling a pig's head. His eyes were swollen shut, and he was so badly beaten that even his own mother wouldn't recognize him.

"Weren't you very arrogant when you were bullying people and harassing men and women? How come you're such a coward now?"

There was not a trace of pity in Li Wudao's eyes.

In the original owner's memories, the crimes committed by Meng Yan, this scoundrel, were too numerous to count. Countless young girls in the prime of their lives were victimized by him, and their families were destroyed.

If he hadn't happened to be there at the restaurant that day, Qiao'er and her brother would probably have met with misfortune. So how could he be soft-hearted and let such a scourge poison the world?

"Master Wang, save me!"

Suddenly, Meng Yan, who had been looking dejected, shouted excitedly to his side, tears welling up in his eyes as if he had found a lifeline.

Not far away, a middle-aged man in a golden robe walked with his hands behind his back, followed by a haughty-looking young man.

When the crowd saw the two, they immediately became much more reserved, and some people quickly went up to greet them.

"Fourth Master, you've arrived."

"Greetings, Fourth Master."

Wang Huan stood with his hands behind his back, nodding calmly, his slightly dignified face bearing the air of a superior.

He then walked up to Meng Yan, looked him up and down, frowned slightly, and asked, "Who are you? Were you the one who called me just now?"

"It's my fourth master... I'm Meng Yan. My father even brought me to visit you the other day!"

Meng Yan was so excited that he almost cried.

"It really is Young Master Meng! I almost didn't recognize you... Which audacious guy beat you up like this?"

The arrogant young man stepped forward, sized him up for a while, and looked at him strangely.

Last night they were drinking and having fun in a brothel, but who would have thought that after just one night, they would be so unexpectedly "changed their appearance"?

"it's him!"

Meng Yan immediately turned his anger towards Li Wudao, his voice choked with sobs, "Fourth Master, please help me for my father's sake, otherwise I'm afraid he'll really beat me to death!"