"Who the hell do you think you are? Why can't I kill this filthy beggar?" Xue Shaoxiong roared.

That piece of trash from the Cherry Blossom Country slowly stood up.

"My name is Kishida Ichiro," he said arrogantly. "My family is one of the four great families of the Cherry Blossom Country!"

BOOM!

Xue Shaoxiong was stunned. The four great families of the Cherry Blossom Country… their power was nothing to scoff at.

It was common knowledge that although the Cherry Blossom Country hadn't developed much in recent years, it had enjoyed a glorious period that lasted for decades. During that time, the four great families had amassed a staggering amount of wealth. Their power was certainly not something the Xue Family, a mere second-tier family in Jinling City, could ever hope to compare with.

Faced with Kishida Ichiro's declaration, Xue Shaoxiong suppressed the rage in his heart.

My son is already dead. It's useless to be upset now; the priority is revenge. Killing this filthy beggar is the only thing that matters.

When Bai Xiangqian heard Kishida Ichiro's identity, he was also slightly stunned.

I can't believe the person Lin Xiao picked a fight with this time is from the Cherry Blossom Country, and from such a powerful background, no less. It looks like Lin Xiao is going to be at a disadvantage.

Although Bai Xiangqian knew Lin Xiao was formidable, his opponent was a member of one of the Cherry Blossom Country's four great families. The power of those families was no joke. Bai Xiangqian's mind raced, trying to figure out a way to help Lin Xiao.

"Mr. Kishida, why are you stopping me from killing this filthy beggar?" Xue Shaoxiong asked coldly.

"Because I want to kill him myself," Kishida Ichiro said, his expression savage. "I've already notified my guards. They are on their way and will be here shortly!"

They say people from the Cherry Blossom Country are twisted, and there was certainly truth to that. This piece of trash had his family jewels crushed by Lin Xiao, an injury that would have made a normal person pass out from the pain long ago, yet he acted as if nothing had happened. His tolerance for pain was truly abnormal.

Xue Shaoxiong was ecstatic. He had initially counted on Bai Xiangqian to deal with this filthy beggar, but Bai Xiangqian actually knew him and, what's more, treated him with great respect. Xue Shaoxiong had started to think no one could handle this beggar, but he never expected such a sudden turn of events.

While the two were talking, Lin Xiao suddenly felt a ferocious killing intent.

The restroom door was pushed open, and two men dressed as warriors from the Cherry Blossom Country appeared before everyone.

Lin Xiao glanced at them.

Unsurprising. Both of them are Martial Artists. Profound Level, though. Their cultivation is trash. I could kill them with a single finger.

The moment Kishida Ichiro saw the two men, a terrifying killing intent erupted from his eyes. Pointing at Lin Xiao, he snarled in Japanese, "Kill this piece of trash for me!"

Without a word, the two Martial Artists lunged at Lin Xiao. They hadn't even reached him, yet a horrifying killing intent washed over the room.

Seeing this, a vicious sneer spread across Xue Shaoxiong's face. He knew this filthy beggar was about to suffer. Kishida Ichiro's men were clearly formidable. Not just him, but even Kishida Ichiro's face contorted with savagery.

These two Martial Artists were Death Warriors trained by his family. They existed to protect their master at all costs. Once they attacked, their target was guaranteed to die.

Bai Xiangqian was about to stop the two Martial Artists, fearing Lin Xiao would be at a disadvantage, but before he could even speak, he heard two sharp sounds.

THUD! THUD!

Before anyone could realize what had happened, the two warriors were lying in pools of their own blood. Just like Xue Wenbing, they were headless. The luxuriously decorated restroom had instantly transformed into a chilling slaughterhouse.

BOOM!

The scene before them was like a ten-thousand-pound hammer crashing down on the heads of Xue Shaoxiong and Kishida Ichiro, leaving their minds completely blank. They stared, mouths agape, unable to believe what they were seeing.

The shock gave way to terror. The fear that washed over them was like an immense, fine-meshed net, completely ensnaring them. Their gazes, once filled with arrogance and disdain for Lin Xiao, now held nothing but fear and trembling.

But what terrified them even more was yet to come.

Lin Xiao walked up to Kishida Ichiro and looked at him expressionlessly. Yet, the horrifying killing intent that flickered in his eyes was enough to petrify the man. Kishida's body began to shake. After struggling to remain upright for a few moments, he crashed to the ground, kneeling before Lin Xiao with an ashen face.

For some reason, looking at Lin Xiao's expressionless face gave Kishida Ichiro the illusion of seeing the Grim Reaper himself. He could even see the Reaper raising its scythe to harvest his soul. The terror was enough to make him shudder to his core.

But Lin Xiao wasn't going to let him off because of his fear.

When he thought about how this piece of trash had been dragging Su Qingning into the restroom, towering rage flashed in his eyes once more.

Kishida Ichiro seemed to sense something. His mouth moved, clearly trying to speak, but Lin Xiao gave him no such chance.

An iron fist shot out, smashing into Kishida Ichiro's skull with world-ending force.

BOOM!

It sounded like an explosion. Or perhaps, the horn of death.

Half of Kishida Ichiro's head was gone. The eyeball on the remaining half was still open, filled with terror and an unwillingness to die, before finally going dim, utterly devoid of life.

Kishida Ichiro was dead.

Xue Shaoxiong vomited. He vomited violently, as if trying to spew out his very gallbladder. This wasn't out of disgust, but fear—a primal terror erupting from the depths of his soul.

This filthy beggar actually dared to kill someone from one of the Cherry Blossom Country's four great families. How… how could he dare?

Regrettably, no one could answer Xue Shaoxiong's question. And Lin Xiao, the one who could, had no intention of responding.

Finally, Xue Shaoxiong finished vomiting. He collapsed to the ground, his face ashen and his body shaking uncontrollably.

Bai Xiangqian, after all, was a man who had seen the world. Faced with such an inhumanly horrific scene, his only reaction was the tingling of his scalp.

Lin Xiao approached Xue Shaoxiong, who looked back at him with utter despair.

Lin Xiao smiled. "Don't be afraid. I'm not going to kill you."

Xue Shaoxiong thought he had misheard and stared at Lin Xiao in astonishment.

Lin Xiao's smile remained. "You're far more useful to me alive than dead. But rest assured, you won't be living for much longer."

A shiver ran through Xue Shaoxiong's entire body as he looked at Lin Xiao with overwhelming fear.

Lin Xiao, however, didn't spare him another glance. Instead, he spoke toward the restroom entrance. "Come in."

The restroom door opened, and Xiao Shixiong, the King of the Southern Town, walked in.

The moment he saw Xiao Shixiong, Xue Shaoxiong was stunned, thinking he was mistaken. But when he got a clear look, he became completely excited. New hope ignited in his eyes, blazing with a piercing light as if he had just seen his savior.

Without any unnecessary words, Xue Shaoxiong scrambled over and threw himself at Xiao Shixiong's feet.

"King of the Southern Town, save me!"

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