My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 411 - 412 Wickedness Begets Wickedness, Kill!

Chapter 411: Chapter 412 Wickedness Begets Wickedness, Kill!

The entire hall was shocked!

"What the fuck, what’s happening?"

"Old Zhao is dead..."

Thousands of guests at the scene widened their eyes in disbelief.

Standing on the stage, the young master of the Western Wasteland City ground his teeth and said, "Who dares to commit murder at my banquet?"

Ye Wudao and his entourage approached, like beasts descending from the mountains, radiating a terrifying murderous aura!

"Guards, seize these villains for me!" roared the young master of Western Wasteland City, glaring at Ye Wudao and the others.

"Kill!"

Hundreds of the young master’s men from Western Wasteland City surrounded Ye Wudao.

"With the King of the North here, who dares to act so recklessly?" Liu Kuangsheng bellowed angrily.

What?

The King of the North!

Upon hearing this title, everyone froze.

The leader, Xi Menfeng, stared at Ye Wudao in shock and said, "You, you are the newly-promoted King of the North in Dragon Country, Ye Wudao?"

Ye Wudao took a seat, causing the guests around him to fall to the ground in fear and flee in a disheveled manner.

They were but mere commoners, how could they dare to sit with Ye Wudao, one of the nine different-surnamed kings of Dragon Country?

"Damn you, Ye Wudao, for daring to cause a scene in my Western Wasteland City! Someone, kill this scoundrel for me!" Xi Menfeng shouted furiously.

However, the hundreds of guards did not dare to make a move.

"Young master, he is one of the nine different-surnamed kings of Dragon Country!"

"If we kill him, I will die too!"

These guards weren’t fools. Although this was the Western Wasteland City, Ye Wudao was a king too!

A commoner killing a king!

How could they live?

Xi Menfeng, with a face full of anger, said, "A bunch of cowards!"

He grabbed a knife from one of his guards, pointed it at Ye Wudao, and said, "Ye, what are you up to by causing such a disturbance at my birthday banquet?"

"How audacious!" Liu Kuangsheng rebuked, "You are merely a son of the King of the Western Wasteland, how dare you address my lord by his true name!"

Ye Wudao sat on the chair, looking directly at Xi Menfeng, and said lightly, "Don’t you know already?"

Xi Menfeng’s complexion changed.

Damn it!

How could he know when I’ve been so secretive?

Yet Xi Menfeng didn’t dare to admit anything and instead put on an ignorant, innocent face, "King of the North, what are you talking about? I completely don’t understand?"

"Heh, you don’t understand, do you? I’ll tell you."

Ye Wudao stood up, pointed at the piles of cash and said, "This money is the hard-earned compensation of the warriors from my Northern King’s palace, who battled the enemy outside our territory, spilling blood for our country!"

What?

The scene exploded!

"This money is the blood money of the Northern King’s palace?"

"No wonder Xi Menfeng could suddenly come up with so much money to distribute to us!"

"So he wanted to drag us all into sharing the blame!"

Xi Menfeng, with a face full of frustration, said, "King of the North, you’re talking nonsense! This money is clearly mine, do not falsely accuse me!"

There was a pause, and then Ximen Feng threatened, "Also, Little Northern King, you’d best make yourself clear! This is Western Wasteland City, my father’s turf. You don’t have the right to run wild here!"

"Indeed, I am not here to run wild," Ye Wudao said lightly as he rose to his feet.

"Hmph, if that’s the case, don’t let me detain you!" Ximen Feng sighed with relief.

"Hehe, I have come to kill," Ye Wudao said with a slight smile.

Ximen Feng’s body tensed up instantly, and he said angrily, "Ye Wudao, how dare you?"

Speaking, Ximen Feng looked around the room and said, "Everyone, don’t be afraid. This Ye Wudao wouldn’t dare to touch us; this is the territory of the King of the Western Wasteland!"

"The Young Master of the Western Wasteland is right!"

"We are under the protection of the King of the Western Wasteland, why should we fear a mere brat like Ye Wudao?" Thousands of guests at the scene harbored hostility towards Ye Wudao.

"Ye Wudao, go back to your Northern Cold!"

"You have no right to come to the Western Wasteland!"

"We do not welcome you!"

These guests were not fools; it was clear to them that Ye Wudao had come for the money!

And this money, it belonged to all of them!

Ye Wudao shook his head and said, "I had intended to spare you, but looking at you today, your shamelessness is on par with Ximen Feng’s!"

There was a pause, and Ye Wudao glanced towards the Swordsman Madman.

Swordsman Madman shouted angrily, brandishing his sword, "I am Swordsman Madman, a subordinate of the Little Northern King. By the order of the Little Northern King, I am to seal the Western Wasteland Grand Hotel, and all money shall be confiscated for the treasury of Northern King’s Palace! No one is to leave!"

Liu Kuangsheng, holding his sword, said coldly, "I am Liu Kuangsheng, a subordinate of the Little Northern King. Whoever dares not comply will be shown no mercy!"

Ximen Feng sneered and said, "Have you all seen this? This Ye Wudao distorts facts, bullies people with his power, all just to seize the bonus I was going to distribute!"

"The Young Master of the Western Wasteland is not wrong!" Many nodded in agreement.

"This Ye Wudao is nothing but a lucky young brat who got the title of Little Northern King," Ximen Feng said with a sinister face after pausing. "He’s putting on airs in our Western Wasteland. Do we accept this?"

"We do not accept!"

"Absolutely do not accept!" The entire audience shared the same enemy and hatred.

"Young Master, your tactics are brilliant, igniting the anger of the crowd!" a subordinate whispered, giving a thumbs-up.

"Hmph, even if Ye Wudao is crazy, he wouldn’t dare defy the wrath of the masses! The five hundred billion in condolence money that landed in the Western Wasteland, he surnamed Ye won’t be able to take even a penny of it!"

"Ye Wudao, scram!"

"Don’t even think about taking our money!"

"Otherwise, don’t blame us for being rude!" Many of the wealthy families from Western Wasteland City glared hatefully at Ye Wudao. Some even picked up a plate from the table and hurled it at his head.

Bang!

A plate hit Ye Wudao on the head, as soup trickled down his sharp cheeks.

"My God, these beasts actually dare to treat our young master like this!"

"They are courting death!" Swordsman Madman and the others were seething with anger.

Ximen Feng laughed out loud, his face full of mockery. "Everyone, see? This Ye Wudao is nothing special after all?"

"That’s right, what ’Youngest King of Dragon Country,’ ’breaking through enemies numbering 370,000 abroad,’ I think it’s all fake!"

"Let’s all beat him to death!" the Western Wasteland City’s rich and powerful took up plates, bowls, chopsticks, and even chairs and tables, and started throwing them at Ye Wudao with ferocious expressions!

"These animals in bed with Ximen Feng!"

"Shamelessly wanting to monopolize the hard-earned money of our brothers!"

"Young Master, what do we do now?" Swordsman Madman and the others asked, their fury at its peak.

Ye Wudao’s dark eyes drooped slightly, his thin lips parted slightly, "Those who wallow with filth, kill!"

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