107: Do you not know your place?

As the cold shout came, a wave of pressure swept over, pinning everyone in place.

Seeing this, Nangong Yu couldn't help but smile slightly.

A faint golden light shimmered from the token in his hand, enveloping him and dispelling the oppressive pressure.

At this moment, several figures arrived nearby.

"What is all this commotion about?"

The elder leading them scanned the crowd and asked with a frown.

Nangong Yu ignored them, holding the token in one hand and dragging the si chen sword in the other, continuing straight towards one of the youths.

Seeing this, the newcomers were slightly startled.

Someone exclaimed in anger, "Who are you? This is the Supervision Office, put down your weapon!"

Nangong Yu turned to glance at him, then looked at the token in his left hand, "Didn't Imperial Uncle say that seeing this token is like seeing him? Why do I feel you're being disrespectful?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at the token in his hand, and their expressions changed in shock.

"Imperial Golden Token!?"

Nangong Yu snorted coldly, "This Prince also doesn't want to draw his sword, but some blind fellows don't even put this Prince in their eyes, openly bullying this Prince's maid!"

"Disregarding the Instructors of the Supervision Office, ignoring the Imperial family's prestige, I ask the Instructors, what crime should they be charged with for this matter?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's expressions changed slightly, even the Instructors' Faces changed, let alone the three youths?

"We didn't, don't talk nonsense!"

"Prince of Zhenbei, don't falsely accuse us!"

"We didn't!"

The three youths' eyes trembled, and they all vehemently denied it.

"Didn't?" Nangong Yu's gaze was cold, and he said coldly, "You mean to say that Nangong Wenyou, the Crown Prince of Zhennan, is speaking nonsense in broad daylight?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at Nangong Wenyou, only to see his Face darken, "This Crown Prince disdains to lie; those three did indeed bully Prince of Zhenbei's maid Qing Ling!"

"I... I can also testify!"

Nangong Ruoshui spoke timidly, then hid behind Nangong Ruoxue.

Nangong Yu glanced at the two, then turned to look at the Instructors, "This Prince intends to deal with them today. Will the Instructors stop me?"

Upon hearing this, the Instructors glanced at the token in his hand, then all turned their backs.

Seeing this, the three's expressions changed drastically, "Prince of Zhenbei, how dare you, my father is..."

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the shouting youth was kicked flying by Nangong Yu, crashing into another person.

The two rolled on the ground, a series of "kaka kaka" sounds emanating from their bodies, clearly indicating that many bones had broken.

"Ah, my ribs!"

"It hurts so much!"

"Shut up!" Nangong Yu's eyes turned cold, and he reprimanded them coldly.

Hearing this, the two met Nangong Yu's gaze, and their hearts turned cold.

That gaze seemed to want to kill!

The two swallowed their saliva, as if the pain had lessened considerably, and immediately stopped their wailing.

Nangong Yu turned to look at the last person, similarly kicking out a flying kick, accompanied by a series of 'kaka kaka' sounds, and that person also landed next to the other two.

But Nangong Yu did not stop, still dragging the si chen sword towards the three.

"Prince of Zhenbei, that's enough, what else do you want to do?"

Hearing this voice, Nangong Yu turned to look, only to see a middle-aged Instructor step out.

Nangong Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.

He actually knew this person; when Qing Ling was beaten, he had passed by, merely glancing indifferently before leaving. If it weren't for Tian Ying secretly protecting Qing Ling and Sparrow Sprite, Qing Ling might have been stripped of a layer of skin, if not killed!

If it weren't for Tian Ying secretly protecting Qing Ling and Sparrow Sprite, Qing Ling might have been stripped of a layer of skin, if not killed!

Seeing this person appear, Nangong Yu's expression grew even colder by three points, "Who are you? Are you standing up for them?"

"Hmph!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, saying, "Truly ignorant of superiority and inferiority, without any upbringing. Instructor Ye is an Instructor of this Supervision Office, and I cannot allow you to act wildly here."

"Unaware of superiority and inferiority?" Nangong Yu looked at him with a gloomy expression, "This Prince is the Prince of Zhenbei, holding His Majesty's Imperial Golden Token. How can you say 'unaware of superiority and inferiority'? Are you disrespecting His Majesty?"

"You..."

Instructor Ye's expression changed slightly, "Don't try to win with words. Instructor Ye has no disrespect towards His Majesty!"

"Oh?" Nangong Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, "You mean to say that this Prince is unaware of superiority and inferiority, and has no upbringing? This Prince is very curious to know if the three thousand Zhenbei Army would want to march south if they knew you said that?"

"You..."

Instructor Ye's expression changed in shock. He was being threatened, but dared he refute it?

Who doesn't know that the Zhenbei Army has already sworn allegiance to the Prince of Zhenbei before him? When the lord is humiliated, the minister dies; this is no exception in the Xuanling Continent.

If his words were truly to spread, he would probably be in grave danger.

But at this moment, Nangong Yu didn't look at him, but instead looked outside the Supervision Office, "Mother, this dog-thing says Yuer is unaware of superiority and inferiority and has no upbringing. Is he mocking you for not raising Yuer well?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present gasped, both inside and outside the Supervision Office, their eyes filled with shock.

Mocking the Grand Consort of Zhenbei?

Mocking a Spirit Venerable Realm expert?

Who the hell would dare to do that? Do they not want to live?

Instructor Ye's eyes changed in shock, just as he was about to explain, he heard a cold snort from outside the Supervision Office.

"An ignorant wretch, let this Princess discipline you on behalf of Dean Han!"

As these words fell, the si chen sword in Nangong Yu's hand suddenly disappeared, reappearing before Instructor Ye.

His Face was horrified, and he hastily dodged, but still had an arm dislocated.

"Ah!"

Instructor Ye screamed, his Face contorted, covering his severed arm as he retreated repeatedly.

But the si chen sword had no intention of letting him go, piercing straight towards his chest.

"No!"

Instructor Ye cried out in alarm, but found he couldn't dodge at all, his Face filled with despair.

But at this moment, the si chen sword trembled and stopped before his chest.

At the same time, a leisurely voice rang out, "Your Highness Grand Consort of Zhenbei, please spare his life for this old man's Face!"

As this voice fell, an elegant middle-aged man in a green robe also appeared on the scene.

Seeing his appearance, the Instructors all bowed slightly, "Greetings, Dean!"

The newcomer was none other than Han Mufeng, the Dean of the Supervision Office!

Seeing his arrival, Nangong Yu also bowed slightly, "Yuer greets Grandpa Han!"

Han Mufeng nodded slightly, smiling wryly, "You, how did you cause such a stir just two days after arriving?"

Hearing this, Nangong Yu smiled bitterly, "Grandpa Han, it's not that Yuer wanted to cause trouble, it's that someone wanted Yuer to cause trouble!"

"Oh?" Han Mufeng was slightly taken aback, looking at Nangong Yu curiously.