Chapter 141: 141 Arrogant Ah Li_1
In Border City, Wen Jiang had once been hunted by a mercenary squad of illegal Spirit Card Masters known as the Fiend Organization. They were hired by Wu Fanjia but later died under unclear and suspicious circumstances. Apparently, they never figured out who initiated the attack, and this so-called Fiend Squad never made any further appearance.
Those who had encountered them, to varying degrees, all exuded a similar scent. As a Cultivator, Wen Jiang was particularly sensitive to such auras. It was an aura akin to that of the Fiend Squad.
Seeing Wen Jiang’s gaze fixed on the man, Xie Lingyu seemed to find Wen Jiang’s behavior somewhat inappropriate. A trace of wariness flashed in her eyes as she leaned back toward the man, her petite figure almost nestling into his tall embrace. Xie Lingyu smiled and said, "He’s my bodyguard, named Ah Li."
Ah Li tilted his head down, his gaze toward Xie Lingyu softening with a touch of tenderness.
The ambiguous atmosphere between them was plain to see.
Even Zero Egg found it rather odd. "You fancy him? Your aunt is growing hostile towards you."
Wen Jiang: "..."
Wen Jiang withdrew her gaze, preparing to return to her room.
Seeing that Wen Jiang had no intention of engaging with her, Xie Lingyu bit her lip and called out again, "Ah Jiang."
Wen Jiang stopped, turned her head, and looked down at Xie Lingyu with her arms crossed, "Do you need something?"
Xie Lingyu felt a bit embarrassed by Wen Jiang’s attitude. She had actually wanted to find Wen Jiang before, but her family members had said Wen Jiang didn’t want to see them.
Xie Lingyu found it hard to understand. A child who grew up in the slums should be desperately longing for familial warmth. How could she not want to see them? After all, the Xie Family was the only kin she had in this world. Shouldn’t a family stick together?
Xie Lingyu, who had been pampered by Old Lady Xie and her family since childhood, could hardly grasp Wen Jiang’s mentality. She considered herself only a few years older than Wen Jiang and thought she could get along with a ’peer’ like her.
Xie Lingyu stood there, her eyes filled with expectation, "Ah Jiang, we are all family. Your aunt was very happy when you returned to the Jimo Family. Let’s find a time for us to sit down together and have a meal, shall we? You were in the slums for so many years; we all want to make it up to you."
Her voice was soft and gentle, making her seem extremely tender.
Ah Li’s gaze grew even more tender. However, when he raised his head to look at the seemingly oblivious Wen Jiang, a clear murderous intent filled his eyes. This Ah Li’s hands were stained with much blood; under such cold-blooded and ruthless eyes, an ordinary person would tremble in fear. But...
Wen Jiang frowned slightly. "What’s the meaning of that hateful look your bodyguard is giving me? Do you think I won’t gouge your eyes out for looking at me like that here in the Jimo Family?"
Is he high on some idiotic, possessive romance drama?
Her tone was ice-cold, sounding excessively cruel and serious. Xie Lingyu was startled and immediately turned to look at Ah Li. But Ah Li had already changed his expression, lowering his eyes to hide the murderous intent, and looked only at Xie Lingyu, seemingly with a hint of grievance.
Xie Lingyu was captivated by Ah Li’s gaze and immediately turned back, looking at Wen Jiang with disapproval. "Ah Jiang, could you have been mistaken? How could Ah Li harbor any hatred toward you? You are the heir of the Jimo Family; you are Nobility. You shouldn’t casually talk about gouging out eyes, it’s too brutal. Your father, General Jimo Xiao, is a great man. Ah Jiang, you must not tarnish his reputation."
Zero Egg: "HISS—why does this feel so familiar?"
Xie Lingyu’s earnest sermonizing might have seemed cute and pure to others, but she was dealing with Wen Jiang.
Wen Jiang retorted, "None of your damn business. Get lost. And while you’re in the Jimo Family, spare me your bullshit."
Xie Lingyu’s face turned completely pale.
Hua Zhuo had just come out of the study and, upon arriving in the living room, overheard this exchange.
Although Wen Jiang’s cursing was somewhat indecorous, given that the target was Xie Lingyu, it somehow seemed rather fitting.
As for the Xie Family’s most favored youngest daughter, Hua Zhuo’s assessment was that her naivety sometimes went too far, revealing a certain oblivious cruelty born from being unacquainted with worldly affairs.
Someone utterly detached from the realities of life.
Xie Lingyu hadn’t expected Wen Jiang to react this way, and tears welled up in her eyes. Her bodyguard, Ah Li, was immediately displeased.
He lifted his gaze to Wen Jiang, undisguised ferocity in his eyes, as an overwhelming pressure bore down on her.
Just as she’d sensed, he was like a ferocious wolf—bloodthirsty, wild, and exuding an immense sense of oppression.
So he’s an S Rank, Wen Jiang thought.
Zero Egg exclaimed, "An S-Rank Spirit Card Master?"
It was public knowledge that Wen Jiang was an A-Level Spirit Card Master, a fact Ah Li was clearly aware of. The spiritual pressure from an S Rank was enough to force an A-level Spirit Card Master—someone a rank lower—to their knees, utterly powerless to resist.
He wanted to make Wen Jiang kneel and be humiliated, to vent Xie Lingyu’s anger.
But before Wen Jiang could react, Hua Zhuo’s eyes narrowed sharply, and her equally formidable spiritual power surged forth. "What do you think you’re doing in the Jimo Family’s home?"
After all, she had once been the most talented Spirit Card Master. Just because she had stumbled against Wen Jiang last time didn’t mean other S-Rank Spirit Card Masters were her match. With this display of spiritual pressure, the faint outline of a Card Spirit materialized around her.
It was Bai Ze.
The mere image of Bai Ze’s Card Spirit was imposing enough to exert tremendous pressure; an SSR like this was not something just anyone could control.
Seeing Hua Zhuo get serious, Ah Li’s eyes darkened. Clearly, he hadn’t expected such a strong spiritual backlash. He grunted as the overwhelming pressure forced him back; his face turned ghastly pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
SPURT—
As blood gushed from his mouth, Xie Lingyu couldn’t even scream. She too was under Hua Zhuo’s oppressive spiritual power, though it was slightly less intense for her as she wasn’t the primary target. Still, her forehead throbbed as if pricked by needles, cold sweat dripped down, and even making a facial expression was an immense struggle.
Wen Jiang raised an eyebrow. It seems Hua Zhuo held back when she exerted spiritual pressure on me before. Of course, she probably didn’t expect me to possess such powerful spiritual power and was caught off guard, preventing her from using her subsequent moves. Her actions today, however, are clearly driven by genuine anger. To attack an heir within the Jimo Family... this Ah Li, regardless of his origins, is far too arrogant.
Considering the man’s likely identity, Wen Jiang was already instructing Zero Egg to investigate his background.
THUMP—
The intense oppression ultimately forced Ah Li onto one knee. He looked utterly unwilling, teeth clenched, his fierce eyes fixed on Hua Zhuo, blazing with defiance. Blood streamed from his nostrils as he strenuously resisted her power.
Hua Zhuo’s gaze sharpened slightly.
Unlike my direct suppression of Wen Jiang, this Ah Li, though completely outmatched in strength by me, possesses formidable resilience. He’s still enduring the pressure from a Divine Beast-level Card Spirit. How could such a powerful S-Rank Spirit Card Master be accompanying Xie Lingyu?