Zhenxi Marquis Manor.
When Xie Weilou returned, he found the two guards at the entrance looking at him with unnatural expressions.
"What's wrong?"
Xie Weilou ignored the two guards.
One of the guards hesitated, then said, "Young Lord, you... why don't you wait a bit before going in?"
Xie Weilou raised an eyebrow, snatched a saber from one of the guards, and walked inside.
"It's over."
The two guards trembled, their eyes filled with panic.
Inside the main courtyard.
Xie Wuji was drinking with a group of young men, with women in his arms.
The table was laden with delicious food and wine, a group of women were dancing and playing music in the center, and nearby, some maids were carefully pouring wine.
"Are the maids of Zhenxi Marquis Manor all so ill-mannered? They can't even pour wine? Did they not get enough slaps just now?"
One of the young men in brocade robes was staring unhappily at the maid pouring wine beside him.
This maid was Lihua, and at this moment, she looked panicked, with a slap mark on her face, red eyes, and a streak of tears on her cheek.
Seeing this, Xie Wuji smiled playfully and said to the man in brocade robes, "Li Shao, this maid doesn't know the rules. Just give her a few slaps, and I'll teach her slowly later."
The man in brocade robes frowned and said unhappily, "That won't do! I accepted your invitation to drink here, but your maid spilled wine on me, and now she can't even pour wine. You're making me lose face!"
Xie Wuji asked with a smile, "Then what does Li Shao mean?"
The man in brocade robes stared lecherously at Lihua and said, "This maid is quite pretty. I wonder if Young Lord Xie would be willing to part with her?"
Xie Wuji feigned a sigh and said, "If she were my own maid, I would naturally give her to Li Shao, but unfortunately, she is Xie Weilou's maid!"
"Xie Weilou? He's just a stray dog! If I take his maid today, what can he do? I heard he's out of prison. Why isn't he coming out to greet This Young Master?"
The man in brocade robes said mockingly, not putting Xie Weilou in his eyes at all.
If it were the Xie Weilou of old, which second-generation scion in Tianqi City wouldn't be wary of him? Unfortunately, times have changed. The current Xie Weilou is just a stray dog, not worth fearing.
"Greet you? What are you?"
A chilling voice suddenly sounded.
Xie Weilou walked over, holding a long saber. His gaze fell on Lihua's face, and when he saw the slap mark, a strong killing intent instantly appeared in his eyes.
"Xie... Xie Weilou..."
When those present saw Xie Weilou, their hearts skipped a beat.
The man in brocade robes' expression also changed slightly, but thinking of the current situation of Zhenxi Marquis Manor, he regained some confidence.
Xie Weilou walked towards Lihua and asked calmly, "Who hit you?"
"Young Lord..."
When Lihua saw Xie Weilou, her eyes welled up, and a stream of clear tears immediately fell.
Xie Wuji, meanwhile, was drinking wine with a mocking expression.
Xie Weilou gently wiped away the tears from Lihua's eyes. He looked at the man in brocade robes and said indifferently, "You hit her?"
The man in brocade robes' face darkened. He suddenly smashed his wine cup at Xie Weilou and sneered, "So what if I hit her? She's just a lowly maid. Let alone hitting her, even if This Young Master kills her, what can you, Xie Weilou, do?"
Boom!
Xie Weilou slashed out with his saber.
Pfft!
The man in brocade robes' head flew high, blood gushed out like a geyser, staining the nearby tables and chairs.
"Ah..."
The scene was first dead silent, then the singing girls and maids present let out screams, retreating in terror.
Xie Wuji and the others were stunned, their expressions blank. Xie Weilou killed Li Gongzi?
This Li Gongzi was not simple; he was from Anping Marquis Estate, considered a young master of the third branch.
Soon, they reacted and quickly got up and retreated.
The wine cup in Xie Wuji's hand dropped to the ground. He pointed at Xie Weilou with fearful eyes and shouted, "Xie... Xie Weilou, you... you actually killed Li Gongzi? Do you know who he is?"
He had invited many second-generation scions to Zhenxi Marquis Manor this time precisely to teach Xie Weilou a lesson.
He didn't expect Xie Weilou to actually kill Li Gongzi, which made him feel terrified. He felt that he might have played too big.
The person was invited by him, and now he died in Zhenxi Marquis Manor. When Anping Marquis comes to cause trouble, he won't be able to escape responsibility.
Xie Weilou walked towards Xie Wuji, holding the blood-stained saber, his face full of coldness.
Xie Wuji trembled when he saw Xie Weilou walking towards him. He was startled and quickly retreated, saying in a trembling voice, "Xie Weilou... what do you want to do? This is Zhenxi Marquis Manor. If you touch me, my father will definitely not let you go."
A sinister, bloodthirsty smile appeared on Xie Weilou's face: "What is your father? Even if that old man comes, if he dares to be presumptuous in front of me, I will still cut him down without hesitation."
Rip!
As soon as he finished speaking, he slashed out with his saber.
"Ah..."
Xie Wuji let out a shrill scream, one arm was instantly severed, blood gushed out, he fell to the ground, rolling and screaming continuously.
"Young Lord Xie..."
The other second-generation scions saw that Xie Wuji also had an arm severed. Their expressions were terrified, and they were already scared out of their wits.
"All of you, stand still! Whoever dares to move, die!"
Xie Weilou swept his gaze over everyone, his eyes filled with killing intent.
"..."
Everyone's faces were pale, and they stood rooted to the spot in fear, not daring to move at all.
Xie Weilou stepped on Xie Wuji's head and said in a chilling tone, "A usurper, on my territory, instigating outsiders to hit my maid. Have I been too kind?"
"My... my father will definitely not let you go... Ah..."
Xie Wuji screamed shrilly.
"Idiot! Then I'll see what your father can do to me. If he doesn't know what's good for him, I don't mind splitting him with a single saber."
Xie Weilou kicked out, directly sending Xie Wuji flying several meters.
Xie Wuji screamed and instantly fainted.
Xie Weilou coldly stared at the second-generation scions present: "Who else hit someone just now? Step forward, let This Young Master have a good look."
These second-generation scions trembled and immediately knelt on the ground. They said in terror, "Young Lord, we were wrong, but we didn't hit anyone. Only Li Yuan hit that maid just now... All the singing girls and maids present can testify. Please, don't kill us."
Boom!
Xie Weilou split the table in front of him into two with one saber strike.
He glanced at some of the maids and asked with a cold face, "Are they telling the truth?"
These maids were also startled, and the singing girls beside them were also full of fear, quickly kneeling on the ground and saying, "It's true... Only that Li Gongzi hit someone."
Xie Weilou coldly stared at these second-generation scions: "You are fortunate that you didn't hit anyone, otherwise that dog Li Yuan would be your fate. Now, get out! And take Li Yuan's corpse with you."
"Thank you, Young Lord, for sparing us..."
After everyone reacted, they quickly endured their fear and went to carry Li Yuan's corpse.
"Young Lord, this..."
Just then, the Middle-aged General rushed over with a group of soldiers.
When he saw Li Yuan's corpse and Xie Wuji with a severed arm, he couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes showed fear.
Xie Weilou stared sinisterly at the Middle-aged General and said, "You knew about Xie Wuji inviting outsiders here to drink and revel, didn't you?"
The Middle-aged General said unnaturally, "This subordinate knows."
Since Xie Wuji brought people to drink and revel this time, they dared not stop him.
Earlier, Xie Wuji had instructed them not to disturb him, fearing that they would intervene when those second-generation scions were teaching Xie Weilou a lesson.
In the end, it was Xie Wuji himself who suffered a great loss.
Xie Weilou gave a cold laugh: "Since you knew, why didn't you stop them? What's the use of keeping you? Now, from you to the guards below, each person will receive a hundred military floggings. Continue to learn your lesson."
"These military floggings, you'd better endure them well. Whoever dares not accept them, tomorrow I will make all of you corpses. This Young Master may be a stray dog, but killing you is simpler than crushing an ant."
After speaking, he casually threw away the blood-stained long saber and led Lihua by the hand towards his own pavilion.
The Middle-aged General stood rooted to the spot, his forehead covered in cold sweat. Originally, he also only considered Xie Weilou a stray dog, and even with the identity of a Young Lord, what could he do?
But at this moment, his thoughts changed slightly.
Don't forget, this guy was originally a profligate son. If things didn't go his way, he would wipe out entire families.
Killing Li Yuan and severing Xie Wuji's arm just now was just child's play. If he were truly angered, he might actually dare to kill everyone present.
He took a deep breath.
The Middle-aged General said in a deep voice, "Immediately take the second young master for treatment. Also, everyone will receive a hundred military floggings later."
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Inside the pavilion.
Xie Weilou looked at Lihua: "Does it still hurt?"
Lihua said softly, "Young Lord, I don't hurt anymore. Thank you, Young Lord, for standing up for me."
The way Xie Weilou acted just now was truly brutal, but she didn't feel scared; instead, she felt a strange sense of peace.
Xie Weilou chuckled and asked, "Where's Old Fu?"
If Old Fu were here, how could Xie Wuji and the others bully Lihua?
Lihua quickly took out a letter from her sleeve: "Old Fu seems to have urgent business and has left temporarily. This is what he asked me to give you."
Xie Weilou took the letter and glanced at it. Old Fu didn't say what urgent business it was, only that he would be gone for a day and would return tomorrow morning.
He put down the letter and said to Lihua, "Tianqi City isn't very peaceful these days, so don't run around. You've been wronged tonight, go and rest well!"
Lihua quickly said, "Okay, Young Lord. You should also rest early."
"Mmm!"
Xie Weilou nodded gently.