Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

When Ling Xiao heard this, an indifferent sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. That smile contained both a clear understanding of reality and absolute confidence in his own abilities.

"Haha, if that's the case, it doesn't matter. It's just one more name on the list. Ever since I entered the path of spiritual practice, enemies have been following me everywhere, and I've long been used to it.

One more enemy and one less friend doesn't make much difference to me. What's more, I didn't take the woman's life. This in itself is a kind of tolerance and a kind of giving them the right to choose. "

He paused, his eyes shining with unmistakable light.

"My senior Demon Soul King, you don't need to worry too much. Although there are many powerful people in this Demon-Suppressing Mansion, the strongest people are only in the Tianhe realm.

And although I dare not say that I am invincible, in this land, I can at least guarantee that I will not be bullied. I have my pride and my bottom line. Anyone who tries to trample on it will have to pay the price. "

Ling Xiao's words reveal an inviolable majesty, which is a kind of tenacity and confidence that has been tempered through wind and rain.

He knows very well that a truly strong person is not one who never faces challenges, but one who can still stick to himself and move forward courageously when faced with challenges.

And he is such a strong man. No matter how bumpy the road ahead is, he will face every unknown tomorrow with a fearless attitude.

"What should I do with the Fu Zun Mansion?" Demon Soul King's voice sounded in Ling Xiao's mind again, with a bit of solemnity in his tone.

"This is the Demon-Suppressing City, with strict rules and order. Although your actions today, killing people and seizing treasures, were for a reason, they violated the taboos here after all. As the authoritative entity that maintains peace in the city, they will not turn a blind eye. It’s even more impossible to sit idly by.”

Hearing this, Ling Xiao raised a disdainful smile on his lips, his eyes shining with determination and confidence.

"What are you afraid of? The truth is on our side. It was Sitong Trading Company who made the first move. If they really dare to confuse right and wrong and be unreasonable, then they have given me a justifiable reason. What's more, my good brother is the Lord of the Palace. Young Master of the Mansion, they have to think carefully about this relationship, can they really put me at a disadvantage?"

Speaking of this, Ling Xiao's tone became more arrogant, which was confidence in his own strength and trust in the support behind him. He knows that in this world where the strong are respected, sometimes background and relationship are equally important.

The Demon Soul King sighed softly in the Demon Needle Space, seeming to feel both helpless and pleased with Ling Xiao's behavior.

"I forgot about this... You kid can always find support at critical moments. However, don't rely too much on these external forces. Your own strength is the foundation.

In short, no matter what, you have to remember that I only have nine chances to take action. This is the limit. You should try your best to revive the Demon King first. His power will be a huge help to you. In this way, you will be safer in this Demon-Suppressing City. "

"Yes, I know." Ling Xiao nodded slightly, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes, but then his steps seemed to be pulled by some invisible force and he stopped involuntarily. There was a subtle sense of tension in the air, as if foreshadowing something extraordinary that was about to happen.

Ahead, a figure quietly appeared, like two different landscapes intersecting in this street.

A man and a woman, with different postures, but together they form a presence that cannot be ignored. The woman was naturally familiar to Ling Xiao. She was the former female shopkeeper of Sitong Trading Company who was famous for her tenacity.

At this moment, although her hands were wrapped with white bandages, covering up the traces of blood, the afterimage of the broken arm still cast a layer of sadness and unyieldingness on her beauty. In her eyes, there was both helplessness for the past and determination for the future.

The man standing side by side with her had a completely different appearance. He is very old, with white hair as white as snow, and a beard that is one foot long, blowing gently in the wind, revealing a kind of composure and majesty accumulated over the years.

His eyes are deep, as if he can see into people's hearts, but they are also somewhat gentle, making it difficult to resist his charm.

"Come to take revenge?" Ling Xiao raised a playful smile at the corner of his mouth, his eyes moved between the two of them, and finally settled on the old man's face. In that smile, there was not only speculation about the old man's intentions, but also a trace of confidence in his own strength.

Hearing this, the old man shook his head slightly, with a wry smile on his face.

"Why is Shaoxia Ling ridiculing me like this? With my strength, how can I kill someone like Shaoxia?"

His voice was gentle and powerful, revealing a calmness and self-awareness that had gone through many hardships.

"I am Qian Xuejin, the big shopkeeper of Sitong Trading Company in Zhenmofu City, who manages sixty branches in Zhenmofu City. This is my daughter Qian Yingying. She is not here for personal grudges, but to express her apology to the young hero. ”

Qian Xuejin's words were full of sincerity. His words were not only explaining his purpose, but also bringing an end to the previous conflict.

"Apologise?" Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect that this seemingly majestic old man would express his apology so directly. This kind of knowledge and open-mindedness made him take a high look.

"Haha, shopkeeper Qian is so polite." Ling Xiao chuckled, and the wariness in his heart dissipated a bit.

He looked up at a tavern not far away. The simple signboard glowed warmly under the setting sun, as if inviting passers-by.

"In that case, how about we go to the tavern to sit down and talk about this misunderstanding while sipping some wine?" He said as he made a gesture of invitation, his movements free and natural.

"Please!" Qian Xuejin responded with a polite gesture, and the three of them immediately walked into the tavern.

In the tavern, warm yellow lights fill every corner, creating a warm and comfortable atmosphere.

They were led to an elegant private room. Outside the window was the bustling street, and inside the window was the conversation the three of them were about to have, an exchange about reconciliation and understanding.

"Our Sitong Trading Company has no intention of becoming an enemy of Young Master. The previous attack on Shaoxia Ling was entirely due to the personal wishes of the old man's useless daughter and has nothing to do with our Sitong Trading Company."

Qian Xuejin hugged his fists and said, his tone revealing a bit of sincerity and helplessness, his eyes flashing with deep reflection on past events and some reproach for his daughter's behavior.

Every detail of his movements seemed so solemn, as if he was expressing his apology and respect for Ling Xiao in this way.

When Ling Xiao heard this, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes shone with tolerance and understanding. He said softly: "So, this matter is just a misunderstanding."

As he spoke, he seemed to have gently let go of the unpleasant past, showing an otherworldly open-mindedness.