Chapter 399
Chapter 399 - His Strength Was Terrible and the Oriole Was Behind Him
At that moment, the Third Elder burst into the room.
Xu Tianming, upon seeing the Third Elder, flashed a sycophantic smile and hastened to meet him.
“Third Elder, welcome!”
“Do you have any instructions for us?”
Xu Weizhong, on the other hand, grimaced and averted his face, clearly loath to lay eyes on the Third Elder.
But now, his foolish son had invited trouble into their midst, and the Hsu Family was no longer truly his.
He had recognized the formidable nature of those from the Nether King's Hall; he was utterly outmatched!
The fate of the Hsu Family now hung in the balance, subject to the whims of destiny.
The Third Elder gave Xu Tianming a brief look before turning his attention to the brooding Xu Weizhong.
He had overheard every word Xu Weizhong had uttered.
Xu Weizhong, the astute man that he was, knew far too much. He could very well become a liability in the unfolding events.
Thus, the Third Elder was determined to nip any potential threats in the bud.
Approaching Xu Weizhong with a smile, the Third Elder said,
“Master Xu, you worry unnecessarily. Now that the Hsu Family has pledged allegiance to the Nether King's Hall, you are under our protection. Anyone who dares to harm you is challenging us directly!”
“And let me assure you, those who cross the Nether King's Hall do not fare well.”
Hearing this, Xu Tianming quickly approached the Third Elder, eagerly chiming in,
“Exactly! I tried to explain the same thing, but he wouldn't believe me!”
“Now that you, Third Elder Qing, have clarified it personally, surely you must believe it now, Father?”
Xu Weizhong, however, merely shot a disdainful look and let out a contemptuous snort.
“Hmph!”
His lack of deference sent a chill through the Third Elder's gaze.
“It appears Master Xu has yet to appreciate the full might of the Nether King's Hall. Perhaps it's time for the Hsu Family Master to take a brief respite.”
With that, he reached out to press his hand atop Xu Weizhong's head.
Xu Weizhong was taken aback, and Xu Tianming was equally startled, rushing to intervene.
After all, that was his father, who had always been good to him.
Yet the Third Elder's martial prowess far surpassed Xu Wei Zhong's. Now, at such close quarters, and with the element of surprise on his side, the Third Elder struck.
Xu Wei Zhong couldn't evade the blow and was knocked out cold on the ground.
The Third Elder caught the unconscious Xu Wei Zhong, a flicker of mockery in his eyes as he reassured, “Rest easy, Young Master Xu. I'm merely ensuring the Hsu Family Master gets a good night's rest. He won't be harmed.”
But was that truly the case?
In reality, Xu Wei Zhong, a martial cultivator, had been uncooperative. The Third Elder wouldn't tolerate him opposing the Nether King's Hall.
With that strike, the Third Elder's Genuine Qi had infiltrated Xu Wei Zhong's brain, throwing his thoughts into chaos.
Xu Wei Zhong was now in a vegetative state.
Even if he did wake up, he'd be nothing short of a fool.
Relieved by the Third Elder's words, Xu Tianming quickly stepped forward to help his father.
But just then, a glint of cold steel flashed, aiming straight for the Third Elder's throat!
The Third Elder's complexion turned ashen as he felt the icy sting at his back. He twisted away in an eerie retreat, but the relentless blade followed, clinging like a relentless parasite.
“Ugh!”
The blade slashed across the Third Elder's throat, eliciting a guttural sound from him.
He jerked violently, eyes bulging, then turned rigidly to face his assailant.
“You…”
He never finished his sentence; a gush of blood sprayed from his throat, splattering three feet away.
“Thud!”
He collapsed to the ground.
Beside him, Xu Tianming snapped out of his shock, his face contorted with horror as he released his grip on Xu Wei Zhong.
Poor Xu Wei Zhong hit the floor hard, the back of his head smacking against the ground, causing further injury.
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