Mi Tianzheng was furious, roaring, "What if someone from above comes? Does my injury not matter?"
The old man, looking troubled, hurriedly tried to dissuade him, "Young Master, your injury is of course the most important. So please, Young Master, quickly heal. If any sequelae are left, it would be troublesome."
After speaking, he looked at the defeated soldiers and reprimanded, "Bastards, how did you protect the Young Master, letting him get so seriously injured? Take them down and punish them."
"Vice General, spare us, Vice General, spare us..."
The defeated soldiers knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.
"You failed to protect the Young Master and still have the face to beg for mercy. Take them down and each of them gets a hundred army sticks," the old man said angrily.
The defeated soldiers trembled in fear. They were already injured, and a hundred army sticks would be enough to kill them.
"Vice General, spare us, Young Master, spare us. We know our mistakes."
However, there was not the slightest movement on the old man's face, he just waved his hand.
Mi Tianzheng suddenly pointed to Qin Yi, "Arrest those two."
Only then did the old man notice that there were two oddly dressed people at the scene, having been preoccupied with watching Mi Tianzheng earlier.
The old man asked suspiciously, "Young Master, who are these two?"
Before Mi Tianzheng could speak, Qin Yi grinned and said first, "Let me introduce myself, I am Qin Yi. The reason your useless Young Master is in such a state is all because of her."
Seeing Qin Yi pointing at herself, Yun Mengyao was almost infuriated.
The old man was taken aback, looking at Yun Mengyao in disbelief. Even though he was getting on in years, he was still amazed by Yun Mengyao.
Mi Tianzheng roared, "Why are you still standing there? Arrest the man, don't hurt the woman. I want her to know the consequences of harming this Young Master."
Qin Yi, like a curious baby, playfully asked, "I want to know, what consequences would she face?"
Mi Tianzheng howled, "I'll make her unable to live or die. When I'm done with her, I'll throw her to those five thousand soldiers to let her know the price of hurting this Young Master."
"You're finished." Qin Yi's face was full of mischief.
Sure enough, Yun Mengyao's pretty face turned icy cold.
"Whoosh!"
Like a gust of wind, Yun Mengyao appeared in front of Mi Tianzheng. With a loud bang, the soldier supporting Mi Tianzheng was kicked by Yun Mengyao, his mouth spewing blood as he flew out and crashed into a corridor pillar, falling unconscious instantly.
As for Mi Tianzheng, he was hit by Yun Mengyao's Yin-hooking kick.
"Aow..."
The wretched scream was something even a wounded beast couldn't utter.
Mi Tianzheng clutched his groin, collapsing onto the ground, twitching like someone having a seizure, his face turning a shade of purple, eyes rolling back.
Qin Yi watched, clicking his tongue inwardly. As a man, he empathized, feeling the pain for Mi Tianzheng. When descending into the Heavenly Pit, Yun Mengyao had grabbed the wrong place; he only got pinched and was in such pain he nearly cried. Mi Tianzheng, however, took a solid kick. Imagine the pain.
He thought he had heard the sound of something breaking; Mi Tianzheng was probably ruined.
The fool was finished. Who knows if this world's royal family has the position of a eunuch; Mi Tianzheng would certainly qualify for it.
In extreme pain, a person can't make any sound.
That's exactly how Mi Tianzheng was, continuously twitching like a maggot, drooling all over the floor, unable to make any sound.
The old man was stunned, unable to recover for quite a while.
"Aren't you going to check his condition?" Qin Yi kindly reminded.
Only then did the old man come back to his senses, hurriedly running towards Mi Tianzheng.
"Bang!"
He went quickly, but came back even quicker. Being sent flying by a kick from Yun Mengyao, he flew dozens of meters away, smashing into rocks on a fake mountain, shattering them.
Qin Yi craned his head, stood on tiptoe, and looked over playfully. He saw the old man lying in the rubble, twitching, blood gushing from his mouth like a spring, his chest caved in. It was clear that Yun Mengyao's kick was aimed at his life.
The soldiers present were terrified, but reflexively drew their waist swords, staring at Yun Mengyao in panic.
Qin Yi advised, "I suggest you don't move, your useless Young Master is in her hands. If you dare move, she'll crush this second generation's head with a single stomp. Let me tell you, this woman is ruthless, she's a tigress capable of eating people."
The soldiers trembled in fear. They knew the Tiger Clan, whose members with powerful cultivation would eventually take human form.
Yun Mengyao was almost so angry she rushed over to fight Qin Yi.
"Go call your City Lord quickly, you can't handle her," Qin Yi kindly suggested.
The soldiers immediately came to their senses.
"Watch them, I'll go find the City Lord," one soldier said nervously.
Qin Yi smiled, "Don't worry, we're not going anywhere."
The soldier ran off like a mad dog, almost stumbling several times.
Qin Yi looked down at the still twitching Mi Tianzheng, sighed gently, with a look of sympathy, and said, "Alas, you're beyond foolish. Haven't you heard that it's better to offend a gentleman than a petty person? Worse yet to offend a woman. Now you've suffered the consequences, haven't you?
Damn, you're so disgusting."
Suddenly, Qin Yi covered his nose and took a few steps backward.
Yun Mengyao also looked disgusted and kicked Mi Tianzheng away.
The ground was stained with a wet mark, emitting a foul odor.
Mi Tianzheng had actually wet himself.
Qin Yi looked at Yun Mengyao and teased, "Looks like your Yin-hooking kick isn't quite perfected. He can still pee, which means that part is fine."
Yun Mengyao coldly chuckled, "Want to try it yourself?"
Qin Yi: "..."
Hell no, he certainly didn't.
Qin Yi muttered quietly, "This is no Saintess of the Feather Clan, she's more savage than a tigress."
"What did you say?" Yun Mengyao squinted her eyes, revealing a dangerous look.
Qin Yi hurriedly said, "I said you're truly as brave as any man."
Yun Mengyao snorted coldly, clearly not believing Qin Yi's words.
Qin Yi looked bored, glancing at the soldiers, "Hey, do you get salaries as soldiers? Like how much do you get paid a month?"
The soldiers stared tensely at Qin Yi, exchanging glances, but no one spoke.
"Don't be nervous, see how friendly I am? I'm different from her. Since we're idle, let's chat a bit to relax." Qin Yi's face held a harmless smile, beaming sincerely.
However, these soldiers had no mind to chat, palms sweaty with tension.
"Why did you become soldiers?" Qin Yi asked.
Sadly, no one replied.
Qin Yi continued speaking to himself, "I get it. You soldiers joined to harm innocent people and lord over them, didn't you? Well, you're quite successful at that."
Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed.
Qin Yi and Yun Mengyao turned to look.
In the distance, three people were approaching quickly. One wore golden armor, a treasure sword at his waist, with a full beard, thick eyebrows like a tiger, tall stature, and walked with an air of authority.
The other was a slender Confucian scholar in white attire.
The soldier who had left earlier followed behind, full of fear, running along in a sprint.
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