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This scene made Zhao Bin's eyes blaze with intensity, all his attention focused on Wang Yi, a Transcendent Realm Expert. It should be noted that in the Song Kingdom, a Profound Realm Warrior can dominate an area, and no one dares to provoke them. Such strength is rare in the entire Zhen Nan Prefecture, with only about five individuals possessing it.
Zhao Bin pondered briefly, already formulating a plan in his mind.
"Do any of you three have objections?" Wang Yi's gaze instantly turned imposing, using the voice of Primordial Energy to transmit to Yang Cheng and the other two's ears, like thunder striking their ears, terrifying them to the core. The three of them turned pale with fear.
"N-no..." Yang Cheng and his companions were already terrified to the point of losing their wits by Wang Yi's overwhelming presence. Their earlier arrogance had vanished completely, leaving onlookers dumbfounded. No one expected that someone unheard of in Zhen Nan Prefecture could subdue Yang Cheng and his companions so thoroughly that they didn't dare to breathe.
Wang Yi smiled slightly and waved his hand, saying, "Let's go!"
"Y-yes, yes..." Upon hearing those words, Yang Cheng and the others felt as if they had been granted a reprieve and hurriedly got up to leave.
"How dare you! You are disrespecting the Young Master."
At that moment, three figures rushed through the crowd with incredible speed, like three phantoms.
"Watch your hands!"
"You deserve to die!"
"Go to hell!"
In an instant, three furious shouts reached Wang Yi's ears one after another.
The sound of their anger crashed down like thunder, creating a deafening roar that startled everyone into a panic, their faces changing dramatically as they scattered in all directions.
"Just you three?"
Wang Yi waved his hand expressionlessly, and immediately a fiery hand emerged, producing a loud whoosh. There were three consecutive sounds, followed by three screams, as three figures were sent flying backward.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
All three of them spat out blood.
"What?"
The crowd was taken aback.
Yang Cheng and the others hurriedly looked over; these three were their personal bodyguards, all warriors of the Ninefold Origin Realm. At this moment, their faces were pale, with blood trickling from the corners of their mouths.
"This..." Yang Cheng and the others could no longer doubt their earlier assumptions. They stared in shock at the calm-faced Wang Yi. It was undoubtedly a Transcendent Realm Expert; only a Transcendent Realm Expert could achieve such a feat—escaping unscathed while ambushed by three Ninefold Origin Realm warriors.
"Hmph, consider this a favor to your master this time. If there’s a next time, I will take your lives," Wang Yi said coldly, looking at the three lying on the ground.
"Yes, thank you for sparing our lives, young master," the three quickly replied.
They had no doubt that this young man had the power to kill all three of them because in that brief moment of contact, they felt the vast Primordial Energy within Wang Yi.
"Let’s go, let’s go!"
At this moment, Yang Cheng and the others dared not delay any longer. They hurriedly helped up their companions and fled like drowned rats.
After witnessing Wang Yi's overwhelming strength, the crowd also dared not linger any longer and left in awe and unease.
"Wang Ye, are you alright?" Wang Yi looked at Zhao Bin, who had a surprised expression.
"I'm... I'm fine." Zhao Bin, still in shock, was brought back to reality by Wang Yi's words and stammered, "You can just call me Zhao Bin, Wang Xiong. I can't accept the title of Wang Ye."
Wang Yi smiled lightly.
"By the way, I have a question that I'm not sure if I should ask," Zhao Bin said, biting his lip.
"Feel free to ask, Wang Ye," Wang Yi replied.
"I wonder if this is your first time in Dian City?" Seeing Wang Yi nod, Zhao Bin was overjoyed and said, "I thought since it's your first time in Dian City, you might not have found a place to stay yet. If you don't mind, could you come to the Wang Fu?" After saying this, Zhao Bin cautiously glanced at Wang Yi as if he were afraid of being rejected and quickly lowered his head, continuing, "Since you've just arrived in Dian City and offended Yang Cheng and the others, it might be a bit difficult to find a place to stay. Moreover, knowing their personalities, they certainly won't let this matter rest easily. If you stay at the Wang Fu, they definitely won't dare to act recklessly."
Wang Yi pondered for a moment. His expression changed slightly; Zhou Yu was already wanted in Xiangzhou Prefecture for him, and news would likely reach Dian City soon. At that time, he would probably have to flee again. However, Dian City was different from Xiangzhou Prefecture; this was the territory of Zhen Nan Wang. Staying in the Wang Fu would be unexpected for Zhou Yu.
In this way, he could also use this time to strive for an early breakthrough into Yuan Realm and become a Transcendent Realm Expert; revenge could wait.
"Zhou Yan, just wait! I, Wang Yi, will make you pay an unpayable price one day!"
Thinking of this, Wang Yi said, "Then I will trouble you for a few days."
"Great! This is wonderful! If my father knows that you are here, he will surely be delighted," Zhao Bin laughed heartily.
Before long, the two arrived at the Wang Fu.
"Wang Xiong, please sit for a moment. I will go inform my father right away," Zhao Bin said enthusiastically.
Wang Yi nodded.
From time to time, Zhao Bin arrived, accompanied by a tall, square-faced middle-aged man. The middle-aged man had a prominent nose, thick eyebrows, and bright eyes, with a stack of beard resembling steel needles. He wore a long robe embroidered with eight golden Long Dragons. Although he wore a slight smile on his face, each step he took revealed an air of authority.
This middle-aged man was none other than the most trusted younger brother of the current Emperor of Song, Zhao Kuangyin, who managed the lives of millions in Zhen Nan Prefecture and commanded thousands of troops—Zhen Nan Wang, Zhao Hong.
Wang Yi squinted slightly; despite his terrifying soul perception ability, he could not detect Zhao Hong's realm. It seemed he was undoubtedly a Transcendent Realm Expert.
"Bin'er, is this the extraordinary talent you just mentioned, Wang Meng?" Zhao Hong asked with a smile. His laughter was hearty and made one feel good upon hearing it; there was no trace of arrogance associated with his high status, making him seem like an ordinary person.
Wang Yi did not expect that the Zhen Nan Wang, who commanded millions of troops, would appear in such a manner. However, he concealed it very well and immediately stood up to bow, saying, "Ziwang Meng pays respects to His Highness."
Prior to this, Wang Yi had already concealed his cultivation using Soul Power; even Zhao Hong's Soul Power as a Transcendent Realm Expert could not perceive anything about him.
"No need for formalities, no need for formalities. I heard my son was saved by you, Brother Wang; it should be I who thanks you!" Zhao Hong waved his hand to indicate that Wang Yi need not be so polite.
"Your Highness is too kind. You have guarded the borders of our Song Dynasty for many years, preventing the Jin people from daring to invade even a step into our Song Kingdom for decades. The people live in peace; this is truly a great merit for the state and a blessing for the people. I have long held you in high regard. It is indeed an honor to meet Your Highness today," Wang Yi replied with cupped fists.
"Brother Wang is overly modest; this is what I should do," Zhao Hong said while waving his hand.
He then ordered someone to bring tea.
"By the way, I heard from my son that this is your first time in Dian City, Brother Wang?" Zhao Hong casually asked.
"That's right. Previously, I was following my master in the mountains for cultivation. Now I have come out to gain experience and broaden my horizons," Wang Yi replied.
"Oh, I wonder who Brother Wang learned from. Why not introduce me to this person? I would like to see what kind of master could teach such a talented young man," Zhao Hong seemed very interested and hurriedly asked.
"This... When I left my master, he said that I must never reveal his name to anyone, or I would be expelled from the sect, so I hope the prince can understand," Wang Yi hesitated slightly and replied.
"Oh, so Brother Wang is a disciple of a reclusive expert. In that case, it's fine," Zhao Hong said with a smile.
"Thank you, Your Highness," Wang Yi responded. A thought crossed his mind; although he was speaking nonsense, it made Zhao Hong pay more attention to him. After all, everyone knew that a twenty-year-old youth could not possibly cultivate to the Mysterious Realm alone.
At that moment, an elderly butler with white hair rushed in from outside.
"Old Wang, what happened outside?" Zhao Hong asked.
"Reporting to Your Highness, the heads of the Yang Family, Sun Family, and Liu Family have come to pay their respects," Wang Butler replied respectfully.
"Let them in," Zhao Hong waved his hand.
"Father, they..." Zhao Bin began to rise anxiously but was interrupted by Zhao Hong, who waved his hand and said, "I will handle it myself."
Zhao Bin nodded in agreement.
Before long, three tall middle-aged men dressed in luxurious clothing walked in one after another, all bowing and saying, "Greetings, Your Highness." Following them were none other than the three members of the Yang Family.
"Father, is this the person?" Yang Cheng pointed at Wang Yi, his face showing anger.
"Your Highness is present; do not be rude," the leader shouted angrily.
Yang Cheng nodded in agreement.
“Yang Kuang, Sun Ze, Liu Yi, I wonder what brings the three of you here?” Zhao Hong said in a calm voice.
“Your Highness, we have come to seek justice for my son from this brother,” Yang Kuang replied respectfully.
Wang Yi turned to look and saw that Yang Kuang was nine feet tall, with thick black eyebrows and hands that were extremely large, almost twice the size of an ordinary person's.
“Justice?” Zhao Hong looked at Yang Kuang with a half-smile and said, “Then who will seek justice for my son?”
“This…” Yang Kuang immediately broke into a cold sweat and said, “My son was disrespectful; I ask for Your Highness's forgiveness.”
“Engaging in friendly competition among peers inevitably leads to mutual injuries. Yang Kuang, why must you hold a grudge against someone younger?” Zhao Hong said.
“Your Highness, my son Liu Cheng has no enmity with him, yet he was injured. This is truly unforgivable. I ask for Your Highness to uphold justice.”
This person is the head of the Liu Family, Liu Cheng, who is at the first level of the Mysterious Realm, standing eight feet tall with a horse-like face and very prominent eyes, making him look somewhat comical.
“Hmph, Liu Family Head, you are mistaken. I have no enmity with Liu Yi, but he provoked me, and I had no choice but to retaliate. What’s wrong with that?” Wang Yi snorted coldly.
“Are you Wang Meng?” Liu Yi said, his eyes glinting coldly as he looked at Wang Yi.
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