Chapter 363: Chapter 364: Ye Wuchen Returns (7)
Hearing these people’s insults towards Mu Ruyue, Yan Jin, who was relegated to the company of Dan Book and Little White, was consumed by rage. He felt an intense fury burning within his heart, as if flames were about to burst forth from his chest.
However, Mu Ruyue was the epitome of calm in the face of these humiliations, her complexion unchanged, her black eyes completely tranquil.
It was as if the woman they were insulting wasn’t her…
“Zang Qingxue, you’re fucking asking for death!” Yao Yunqing’s face turned green with rage, and she even cursed out loud, flames flickering in the depths of her eyes as she gritted her teeth and said, “Seems like you’ve forgotten what happened a few days ago! Fine, then I’ll give you something to remember by!”
Clutching the sword in her hand tightly, she was about to make a move, but a figure flashed past her even faster.
The silver robe glided elegantly by, swiftly approaching Zang Qingxue, and in the stunned silence of the morning, a series of crisp slaps rang out…
Zi Qianjing finally lifted his foot, his silver robe fluttering in the wind. He fiercely kicked Zang Qingxue, and with a ‘bang,’ his blow landed heavily on her chest, sending her flying ten meters away.
“Whoever dares to insult her again will die!”
The young man’s voice carried a profound murderous intent, making everyone’s heart tremble in that instant…
He would not allow anyone to utter a single word against her; those who defied this would face bloody hands if necessary to eliminate the trespasser.
“Your hand is dirty, wipe it off!”
Seeing the young man approaching her, Mu Ruyue smiled faintly and took out a handkerchief, offering it to him.
Zi Qianjing glanced at the handkerchief in her hand, yearning evident in his eyes, “You wipe it for me.”
Mu Ruyue paused for a moment. Was he being coquettish? But for some reason, she just couldn’t say no to this young man—as if she owed him all these things…
“Alright.”
As Zi Qianjing watched her gentle and delicate movements, a smile gathered in his eyes. Who said his mother was cold and heartless? That was only towards her enemies; she was always so gentle with her loved ones.
“Aaahhh! Go to hell!”
Zang Qingxue, fueled by some unknown strength, rose from the ground and lunged at Mu Ruyue like a madwoman, her eyes bloodshot with apparent jealousy.
The other women also drew their weapons, not forgetting their original purpose for being here today.
To keep this woman from ensnaring their Senior Brother Wuchen any longer, if Wuchen knew they had taken care of such a nuisance for him, they wondered how grateful he would be.
“Kill her, kill this shameless woman!”
Malice surged in the hearts of the women, even forgetting the regulations of the Academy.
After all, even if she died, it would just be her death—would the Academy execute so many Disciples from the Martial Hall over such trash?
In the morning breeze, the green clothes fluttered lightly, Lin Ruoying raised her eyes to look at the women rushing toward Mu Ruyue, a strange glimmer shining in her clear eyes.
“Wuchen, now you won’t have any more troubles. I told you, for you, I’m willing to do anything.”
Even if it meant using these people as guns to kill this shameless woman.
Mu Ruyue seemed oblivious to the attack behind her as she laughed softly while wiping Zi Qianjing’s fingers, not missing even a single crevice.
But just before the attack of the women was upon her, a burst of purple energy suddenly radiated from behind her. With a blast, the weapons instantly turned to dust, and the assailants were thrown back before they could even react…