Chapter 369 - 240: Mr. Tang Breaks the Rules

Chapter 369: Chapter 240: Mr. Tang Breaks the Rules

He was taking a gamble!

Sure enough, the Master of Changfeng Tower saw Yu Fei’s move and couldn’t help but curse out loud.

"Damn it!"

Although furious, he still reined in the power of his sword shadow, not daring to strike Yu Fei down.

The martial world had many unwritten rules. Some were inherited from the ancient sect era and remained invisible red lines to this day.

One of them was that the Seven Celestial Prides could not be assassinated by a stronger practitioner bullying a weaker one.

What was considered "stronger"? What was "weaker"? There had never been a clear definition. But in any case, a Grandmaster killing an Inner Qi practitioner was definitely an act of the strong bullying the weak. Moreover, what he was doing was hardly a righteous deed.

"These damn kids!" The Master of Changfeng Tower didn’t want to challenge the authority of the Seven Greats and test the law himself, but he was still utterly disgusted by Yu Fei’s actions.

"You think you can stop me just by relying on your status? How ridiculous!"

He didn’t dare kill Yu Fei. In the Yu Kingdom, it was traditional for the Celestial Pride Martial Artists of the Seven Greats to be accompanied by a Guardian when on missions. However, these Guardians would not show themselves unless the Celestial Pride was facing certain death.

This was also why he dared to make a move.

He then raised his right hand, and a casual wave of gray Qi Jin blasted Yu Fei to the side.

How could mere Inner Qi possibly stop a Grandmaster?

He was about to strike again and eliminate the nuisance that was Mei Shasha.

Yu Fei was pinned by the Master of Changfeng Tower, unable to move. The gray Qi Jin paralyzed his entire body, causing the crimson blood patterns within him to fade. He was utterly unable to resist it, his strength draining away, replaced by a sense of extreme weakness.

He could fight against weaker Gang Qi Martial Artists, and even kill them by relying on his innate talent, but the gap between him and a Grandmaster was as wide as heaven and earth.

Seeing the Master of Changfeng Tower attack again, Mei Shasha stood frozen, her eyes filled with despair. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and her face was as pale as snow.

"Teacher!"

Yu Fei let out a mournful cry, his gaze fixed on a spot in the void. A silver gem shimmered there, always in his line of sight, yet unnoticed by anyone else.

Before he left school, Ye Shuping had told him that to ensure his safety, he would arrange for Tang Lihui to protect him in secret.

It wasn’t just him; everyone in the Celestial Pride Class would have people protecting them in secret, though the level of protection varied. Normally, Yu Fei wouldn’t have been told about this, but Ye Shuping had considered his unique circumstances.

No one could hide their presence from Yu Fei, so he had been informed in advance.

However, he had been specially instructed that if he ever met his guardian, he must never expose his relationship with Ye Shuping. To the outside world, Tang Lihui was to be his teacher.

Ye Shuping had chosen the Gui Zhen Dojo as their meeting place for this very reason.

Ye Shuping had said that his own identity was unusual. Before Yu Fei was strong enough to protect himself, their master-student relationship should not be made public.

Now, Mei Shasha was about to die at the hands of the Master of Changfeng Tower, and no one could stop it.

Yu Fei couldn’t accept this, so he had no choice but to place his hope in this senior brother he had never met before.

"Sigh..."

A sigh seemed to echo between heaven and earth as a scholarly man in a tall hat and green robes leisurely appeared in the void.

With a flick of his sleeve, a single, glowing character materialized above everyone’s heads. Its script was ancient, seemingly from a time before the middle ages.

The character emitted a clear, gentle radiance that illuminated the entire area.

Though its form was completely different from modern script, everyone who saw it instantly understood its true meaning.

The gray sword shadow froze, then melted away like ice and snow under the clear light. The Master of Changfeng Tower had one hand on his sword hilt, veins bulging on his forehead. His expression was horrified, but he couldn’t move a muscle, only his eyes darting from side to side.

The Master of Changfeng Tower was terrified. ’This is wrong! The Guardians of the Seven Greats never show themselves to meddle in other people’s business!’

The other Grandmaster in the white mask tensed his shoulders as if to flee, but he was enveloped by the dense, clear light. His eyes showed nothing but fear as he, too, was completely immobilized.

On the ground, the other attackers from the Bone Shattering Gang and Night Owl Mansion, whether near or far, were also frozen in place by the clear light, its intensity varying among them.

Tang Lihui’s figure floated down leisurely, his movements graceful and effortless. At that moment, Yu Fei felt that this senior brother of his had a style and presence completely different from Martial Artists like them, who lived by the sword.

He was more like a true Cultivator, like an Immortal from the legends.

Song Cheng struggled to his feet, about to bow in respect, when he saw the newly arrived Grandmaster raise a hand. A green radiance shone out, and Song Cheng seemed to glimpse a rune flash by.

[Heal]

He immediately felt his injuries improve significantly.

Before he could speak, Tang Lihui walked straight to Mei Shasha and gently stroked the top of her head. Like a spring breeze, his touch drove away all her discomfort.

Having faced a Grandmaster’s pressure with the body of an ordinary person, Mei Shasha’s internal organs had already been injured.

"Good girl," Tang Lihui said gently. "The affairs of Martial Artists shouldn’t have involved you. Give me the storage device. You’re safe now. I’ll handle this."

"Waaaa..."

Mei Shasha suddenly burst into tears. With her injuries healed, she seemed to lose the courage that had sustained her and began to sob uncontrollably.

Tang Lihui sighed softly and patted her on the shoulder.

Facing certain death from a Grandmaster’s attack, this girl had been willing to bite her teeth to pieces rather than bow her head. Now, in the face of this sudden kindness, she could no longer hold back her emotions.

Crying, Mei Shasha handed the storage device in her hand to Tang Lihui.

"I’m... s-sorry... waaa..."

"Sigh..."

Tang Lihui couldn’t help but sigh. This was his third long sigh since he had appeared.

He felt even worse when Mei Shasha tearfully apologized.

He understood. Mei Shasha probably felt that her persistence was the reason so many Security Bureau agents had been injured and sacrificed. ’That’s not right!’

A clear light glowed in his hand, and Mei Shasha immediately fell into a peaceful sleep. The girl had been exhausted for days, her nerves stretched taut. After the extreme emotional rollercoaster she had been through today, it was easy for her foundation to be damaged.

Since he had finally decided to intervene, he might as well see things through to the end.

Carrying Mei Shasha, Tang Lihui walked over to Yu Fei.

"Teacher!"

Yu Fei remembered Ye Shuping’s instructions.

Tang Lihui smiled gently. "Not bad. If you hadn’t called out, I was about to make my move anyway. Take care of her. Leave the rest to me!"

"Okay!"

Yu Fei nodded. This was his first time meeting Tang Lihui. The man who should have been his teacher had, by a twist of fate, become his senior brother.

Now that Mr. Tang had intervened, a heavy weight seemed to lift from Yu Fei’s heart.

What kind of person was Ye Shuping? How could a student he trained be anything but extraordinary?

Just watching the methods Mr. Tang used was enough to completely baffle him.

Zhuo Feiming, who was from the same school, had displayed earth-shattering abilities during the placement matches, but they were still within the realm of a Martial Artist.

But as for this Mr. Tang... he simply couldn’t understand. How could a Martial Artist—a person who lives and dies by the sword, bathed in blood—have such a scholarly and elegant style?

Tang Lihui turned around calmly. With another wave of his hand, more runes appeared, transforming into either chains or green leaves.

The chains bound all the enemies together, regardless of whether they were Grandmasters or at the Inner Qi level, while the green leaves healed all the Security Bureau personnel on site.

Song Cheng hurried over to Tang Lihui, cupped his fist in respect, and bowed. If this man hadn’t intervened today, none of them, with the possible exception of Yu Fei, would have survived.

"You... are you Yu Fei’s teacher? For your help today, I will be forever grateful!"

"You’ve been through a lot, too. Rest and heal your wounds. And while you’re at it, find a place to lock these guys up."

"You can rest assured. With you here today, not only did I survive, but I also obtained crucial evidence. Now I can report to headquarters and request support. No one will dare interfere again.

Once this is all out in the open, anyone who tries to stop it must have something to hide!"

Tang Lihui nodded. Song Cheng was right. Having followed Yu Fei for the past few days, he had more or less figured out the whole story.

The martial arts environment among the upper echelons of the Yu Kingdom was indeed in a bad state. Although there were various reasons for it, that was no excuse for evil.

The benefits and treatment from the Seven Greats were good, but they also shouldered over ninety percent of the kingdom’s important defense duties. Most of their gains were earned on the battlefield.

’Of course, there are bound to be dirty dealings within. Evil in this world is endless. Our generation must strive to be strong enough to cleanse the land.’

Song Cheng then followed Tang Lihui forward and ripped the cloak off the Master of Changfeng Tower.

"It’s you! You bastard! I knew it! No wonder the Security Bureau in Jingshan Province felt like an isolated island, with all information completely blocked and endless personnel transfers!

Then what about him?"

Saying that, he tore the mask off the other man.

Under the mask, however, was an unfamiliar face.