Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 299: The Dying Man

The next day, early in the morning.

Xiao Yi, Yan Mingli, and Lin Bingxin went together to the Imperial Capital Treasure Pavilion.

Treasure Pavilion.

This was an incomparably vast organization, its influence spread throughout the entire Qingtian Realm. There were rumors that behind the Treasure Pavilion was an enormously powerful force, many times stronger than the Great Qian Dynasty.

Even though the four great noble families could suppress the Capital Treasure Pavilion, they dared not drive it into a corner.

Otherwise, once they incited the wrath of the force behind the Treasure Pavilion, even the four great families couldn’t withstand the consequences.

"Xiao, Master Nalan Qianqiu is a close friend of my mentor, but they were also contenders in the past. I’ve had some disputes with his disciples, and I fear we might encounter some of them this time. If they are impolite in their speech, please, teacher, for my sake, let it slide!" Standing in front of the Treasure Pavilion, Yan Mingli said.

Xiao Yi nodded.

The three of them entered the Treasure Pavilion.

This Imperial Capital Treasure Pavilion was far from comparable to those in the Tianqing Kingdom; it was similarly divided into an Inner Cabinet and an Outer Cabinet.

The Outer Cabinet was primarily made up of street stalls, a dazzling array of items, everything available, but it was a mix of good and bad, with no guarantee of quality. However, if one were lucky, it was possible to find precious treasures at extremely low prices.

Just as Xiao Yi had found the Golden Radiance Stone Spirit in the Outer Cabinet of the Treasure Pavilion in Nanhuang.

The Inner Cabinet dealt in high-end products, but the values were extremely expensive; even a single piece of clothing could cost over a hundred taels of silver, enough to cover a common family’s expenses for a year. Few ordinary people would spend in the Inner Cabinet.

Xiao Yi and his companions made their way to the Inner Cabinet.

"May I help you with something?" A good-looking young man stepped forward, his gaze subtly sweeping over the three of them, the smile on his face growing more brilliant and enthusiastic upon seeing the quality of their attire.

Yan Mingli said, "Brother, we are here to see Master Nalan!"

"To see our Pavilion Master?"

The young man was taken aback and asked, puzzled, "May I know who you are?"

Yan Mingli said, "My name is Yan Mingli. Please notify the Master; I believe he will want to see us!"

"Alright... please wait here!" The young man promptly left.

After a short while.

The young man came back with a haughty-looking youth.

The young man pointed at Xiao Yi and his group: "Steward Ning, it is they who wish to see the Pavilion Master!"

"Hmm, you can go now!"

Ning, the steward, waved his hand dismissively and slightly lifted his chin, his indifferent gaze sweeping over Xiao Yi and the others. His eyes paused briefly when they landed on Lin Bingxin, a flash of sharpness passing through them before he stepped forward and asked, "May I know how to address this miss?"

Lin Bingxin’s brows creased slightly: "Lin Bingxin!"

"Lin Bingxin? A name as pure as ice; indeed, a fine name!"

Ning, the steward, chuckled, presumptuously flicking his hair, "I am Ning Kang, a first-level steward at the Treasure Pavilion!"

There were three levels of stewards at the Treasure Pavilion.

The first level was the highest, just below the Pavilion Master.

The second and third levels were subordinate to the first.

Ning Kang, being a first-level steward at such a young age, must have a formidable background. His face carried a radiant smile. Just as he was about to speak, Yan Mingli said, "Young brother, we came today to see Master Nalan. Is he currently available?"

"And you are what exactly? Didn’t you see that I was speaking with Miss Lin?" Ning Kang rebuked loudly, displeasure showing on his face.

Yan Mingli’s expression changed slightly.

Ning Kang snorted, turning back to Lin Bingxin with a radiant smile: "Miss Lin, I infer from your accent that you are new to the Imperial Capital. There are quite a few interesting places here in the capital. If you’re interested, I could show you around!"

"No need!"

Lin Bingxin looked at Ning Kang with disgust and shook her head.

Ning Kang hadn’t given up yet, and continued, "Miss Lin..."

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Yan Mingli took a deep breath, "Ning, we have something to discuss with Master Nalan, please..."

Slap!

Ning Kang turned around and slapped Yan Mingli across the face, fuming, "How can you be so clueless, old man? Don’t you see that I am talking to Miss Lin? Why don’t you take a look in the mirror and see what kind of person you are, thinking you have the right to see the Pavilion Master? Do you think you’re worthy?"

"You..."

Yan Mingli’s face turned a ghastly shade.

Bing Xin’s eyes were ablaze with fury. Yan Mingli was not only her master but also her only family member. She glared at Ning Kang, "Who gave you the right to hit someone?"

Whoosh!

Lin Bingxin raised her delicate palm to strike his face.

Slap!

Ning Kang quickly caught Lin Bingxin’s wrist, his face full of disdain, "Giving you face, huh? I’ve seen plenty of women like you, virtuous and righteous in public, but who knows how wanton you are behind closed doors. You want to see the Pavilion Master? As long as you serve me well, I will surely arrange a meeting for you with the Pavilion Master!"

He sneered malevolently, eyes glancing over Lin Bingxin’s chest.

A scarlet tongue licked his lips.

His hand, resembling a salacious pork trotter, was about to reach out.

But then there was a snap.

Ning Kang’s smile abruptly disappeared from his face, replaced by shock, then overtaken by horror and paleness, "Ah... my hand, my hand is broken..."

Ning Kang’s entire arm was dangling lifelessly in pieces at his side.

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His face contorted in excruciating pain.

Clutching his broken arm, he staggered back repeatedly.

Xiao Yi’s cold gaze fell upon him, he said indifferently, "If you dare to make another move, I’ll twist off your neck!"

"You, you..."

Ning Kang’s face turned ashen.

Though his cultivation was at the Golden Elixir Realm Peak, Xiao Yi had broken his arm effortlessly, an indication of strength far surpassing his own.

Ning Kang eyed Xiao Yi warily, with boundless hatred flaming in his heart, he gritted his teeth, "Just you wait... How dare you cause trouble in the Treasure Pavilion, I won’t rest until I make you beg for life and death!"

Clang, clang, clang!

The sound of metal clashing heralded the arrival of an eleven-person team rushing in.

The leader was a formidable Third Layer of Tao Tribulation Realm expert.

This person was Ning Luo, the deputy master of the Imperial Capital Treasure Pavilion, and a favored student of Nalan Qianqiu.

He was also Ning Kang’s father!

"Kang’er, how did this happen to you?" Ning Luo, upon seeing Ning Kang’s shattered arm, his eyes filled with ferocity.

With a vengeful look, Ning Kang turned to Xiao Yi and his companions, "Father, it was them who broke my arm. Capture them for me; I want the woman to become a plaything under me, and as for the men, chop them into pieces and feed them to the dogs…"

"Don’t worry, your father will not let them off!"

Ning Luo nodded his head, his savage eyes turning to Xiao Yi and his group. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly noticed Yan Mingli among the three, revealing a look of astonishment, which quickly morphed into ferocity and bitterness, "How dare someone cause trouble at the Treasure Pavilion? So it’s you? Yan Mingli, you dared to abet someone to harm my son, I will ensure you are torn to pieces!"

At that moment...

A deep voice caused Ning Luo to freeze abruptly, "A man about to die still dares to talk of tearing people to pieces?"