Dragon God Supreme-Chapter 2082 - 2081: You Told Me to Do It

"How could that be? I haven’t lived enough yet." Bei Dou Yan shrugged.

"Then today is your last day!" the guard said coldly.

"What? You plan to attack me in the guild? Do you not know the rules of the guild?" Bei Dou Yan showed no fear, instead wearing an expression of provocation.

"Attack you? You’re mistaken!" The guard sneered, as a powerful force materialized. He said fiercely, "The rules of the guild are dictated by our Young Master Huo, and I want you dead!"

As soon as he spoke, the guard unleashed the terrifying power of a Six-Star Divine Monarch, charging recklessly at Bei Dou Yan.

Bei Dou Yan was merely a Five-Star Divine King and absolutely no match for a Six-Star Divine Monarch, but he remained unfazed.

To start a fight within the guild, how arrogant could you be?

Seeing the situation spiral out of control, the maid trembled so much she couldn’t speak, not knowing what to do.

The guard’s disregard for the guild’s rules made Feng Wuchen’s expression turn cold.

The guild had regulations: no fighting in the guild, or face the consequences.

But the guard accepted by Young Master Huo ignored the guild’s rules completely.

"Boom!"

"Spit!"

At the guard’s strike, Feng Wuchen punched swiftly, and with a loud explosion, the terrifying force made the Six-Star Divine Monarch guard cough blood, his figure directly flying out of the guild hall, life or death unknown.

The sudden scene shocked everyone in the hall, all eyes turning towards Feng Wuchen.

"Is this kid stupid? Does he not recognize Young Master Huo? He dared to attack someone!"

"Quite bold, he’s clearly tired of living. Don’t think you’re great just because you have some skills; Young Master Huo’s second uncle is the guild’s Second Elder!"

"They’ve angered Young Master Huo; the three of them are dead meat! They won’t leave the guild alive!"

The crowd looking at Feng Wuchen wasn’t intimidated but viewed him as if they were watching an idiot.

"To severely injure a Six-Star Divine Monarch with one punch without activating any power, it seems your cultivation has reached the Divine Emperor level." Young Master Huo said arrogantly, coldly glancing at Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen remained indifferent, ignoring him completely.

"Kid, you probably don’t know the power the Huo family holds in Guild City. Attacking a member of the Huo family means you’re an enemy of the Huo family," Young Master Huo said coldly, exuding a sharp killing intent.

"He attacked, what’s wrong with me fighting back?" Feng Wuchen asked curiously.

"Then I’ll attack too; try hitting me." Young Master Huo said coldly, fists gathering terrifying power, swiftly punching towards Feng Wuchen with fluid motion.

Liu Qingyang shook his head slightly, sighing, "Seeking trouble on purpose."

Young Master Huo’s speed was indeed terrifying, but to Feng Wuchen, it seemed as slow as a snail.

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

"Ah!"

With a casual punch, Feng Wuchen’s fist collided with a loud explosion, and as the fists met, Young Master Huo’s face twisted, bones cracking as he flew backward, screaming as he crashed onto the guild entrance beam.

"You asked me to hit." Feng Wuchen grinned.

"Young Master!" The Huo family guards shouted in panic.

"Gasp..."

The scene made the cultivators, guild maids, and guards catch their breath in fear, eyes nearly bulging out.

The bone-cracking sound was extremely clear; everyone heard it distinctly.

Feng Wuchen dared to hit Young Master Huo, and even crippled Young Master Huo’s arm!

"Trouble! This kid is audacious! He dared to cripple Young Master Huo’s arm! Does he really not want to live?"

"So strong... Young Master Huo is a Five-Star Divine Emperor; this kid crippled him with one punch!"

"Who is this kid? Terrifying! He must be at least a Seven-Star Divine Emperor!"

The guild hall erupted with startled cries from the cultivators.

"Young Master Huo!" Several guild guards and maids quickly checked Young Master Huo’s injury.

Young Master Huo, thunderous with rage, glared at Feng Wuchen with bloodshot eyes, clutching his right arm furiously, "Damn kid, you dared to cripple my arm; I want you dead! Call for help now! Don’t let them escape!"

"Young Master, I’ll return immediately!" A guard shouted, rushing out of the guild desperately.

"The Chief Auctioneer is here!" someone shouted.

Just after Young Master Huo’s arm was crippled, a stunning woman in a fiery red cheongsam quickly approached, several pretty maids trailing behind.

The woman in the fiery red cheongsam was Qingyao, the guild’s Chief Auctioneer, alluring and lethal.

"It’s over; the Chief Auctioneer is here!" Feng Wuchen’s reception maid’s face changed again, retreating several steps in fright, face pale.

"Young Master Huo!" Seeing Young Master Huo’s hand, Qingyao’s enchanting face turned pale with shock and rushed up.

This revered figure being hurt would have unimaginable consequences!

"What happened? Who hurt Young Master Huo?" Qingyao frowned slightly, her stunning visage adorned with a layer of frost, intimidating to behold.

The crowd pointed fearfully at Feng Wuchen.

"Who is this kid that can cripple Young Master Huo!" Qingyao frowned again, her beautiful eyes sweeping towards the calm Feng Wuchen.

"Chief Auctioneer! This damn kid crippled our Young Master’s hand; if you want to keep your chief position, kill that kid for me!" A Huo family guard shouted angrily at Qingyao.

Qingyao’s face turned ugly; as the guild’s Chief Auctioneer, since when could a Huo family guard reprimand her like this?

But with Young Master Huo’s arm crippled, Qingyao dared not escalate the situation, fearing to further enrage Young Master Huo.

Young Master Huo slapped Qingyao’s pretty face, angrily shouting, "What are you standing there for? Don’t you want to sit in the Chief Auctioneer’s position anymore? Huh! Do I have to teach you what to do?"

"Sorry, Young Master Huo, please calm down. I’ll give you a satisfactory explanation." Qingyao said hurriedly, her beautiful eyes full of grievance and resentment.

"Explanation my ass!" Young Master Huo cursed, "You wretches, if it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t even be in the guild!"

Watching Young Master Huo’s rage, the crowd fearfully retreated from the guild, afraid of getting involved.

"Chief Auctioneer, it was... it was Young Master Huo’s side who..." Feng Wuchen’s reception maid began, only to be silenced by Qingyao’s fierce glare, retreating several steps and falling silent.

The maid gave an apologetic look towards Feng Wuchen, as if to say: sorry, I can’t help.

"Capture them! Leave them to Young Master Huo!" Qingyao commanded coldly, and the guild guards charged forward.

"Let’s see who dares!" At that moment, a voice elderly yet full of authority rang out, shocking the guild hall into changing expressions.