162: Chapter 162 The Tragic Lance
"Great, great! Let's go, Sister Xiaowei, let's go eat together!" Hearing Wei He's words, Linlin took Tang Xiaowei's hand and headed toward the restaurant.
Just as they walked past, several Men in Black emerged from a shop, staring at their retreating backs with eyes full of murderous intent.
"Is it this guy? He doesn't look like much. He seems like a pretty boy living off a woman!" one of the Men in Black, who looked like a leader, whispered.
"That's right, Boss, it's definitely him. I saw him clearly. When we were monitoring Prince Blant in Kongdi City, he was the one who appeared at the Sixth Prince's temporary residence. Not only did he go in and out many times, but he also stayed for a long time. The Sixth Prince respects him greatly and even gave him many heavenly materials and earthly treasures!" another Man in Black nodded quickly and said with certainty.
"Hmph, that's enough. The First Prince said that no one is allowed to help the Sixth Prince, understand? Just let the Sixth Prince be a quiet waste!" the leader of the Men in Black said triumphantly.
"Yes, I understand, Boss. I know what to do!" the lackey said respectfully. He didn't find it strange at all that his boss could immediately report to the First Prince after he explained that Wei He was the one approaching the Sixth Prince.
This was because the leader of the Men in Black was a Clone Ability User. He was an Ability User from the Lingshu Kingdom hired by the First Prince to help him. His true body was still by the First Prince's side, and the true body knew everything the clone experienced.
"Alright, go. Be careful not to be discovered by the other princes' men!" the leader of the Men in Black, Lance, said cautiously to his subordinates.
"Yes!" Upon receiving the order, the several Men in Black quickly rounded the corner and disappeared into the street.
Wei He was holding a wine cup, sitting in a private booth in the restaurant. He leisurely sipped his wine while enjoying the view of the street. Besides people from the Magical Beast Empire, there were many from other countries. Wei He naturally didn't care for the furry women of the Magical Beast Empire, but watching beauties from other countries pass by below certainly improved his mood.
Just as Wei He finished a cup of wine, the three of them looked up simultaneously. Linlin whispered, "Brother Wei He, someone is nearby..."
"I know, I sensed them too. Their cultivation isn't very high, just a bit stronger than ordinary people. Don't worry, keep drinking!" Wei He said with a faint smile. After all, having been in this world for so long, he had experienced many such things and had long since become numb to them. Moreover, the incoming enemies weren't strong, so he could handle them completely.
"Hmm, we just got here and we're already being watched. This place is quite interesting," Tang Xiaowei said slowly, looking at Wei He.
Just as she finished speaking, a Man in Black suddenly burst through the window, his steel blade hacking directly toward the top of Wei He's head. Seeing this, Wei He smiled slightly and raised his Demonic Blade to block the steel blade.
With a crisp "Clang!", the steel blade in the Man in Black's hand snapped into two pieces. Wei He looked at the man and said coldly, "My blade seems to be harder than yours."
The Man in Black stared at his broken blade, his expression changing drastically. He turned to run out but was pushed back by the other Men in Black rushing in from behind, landing right on Wei He's table.
Tang Xiaowei and Linlin held their wine jugs and dodged to the side. It wasn't that they were afraid; rather, their strength was greater than Wei He's. Since a few weaklings had finally shown up, they naturally had to save some face for Wei He. They didn't intend to interfere and let Wei He handle these people.
The rest of the Men in Black, just like the first one, charged at Wei He with their steel blades, only for all of them to be sliced through by Wei He's Demonic Blade. Seeing their broken blades, they reacted just like the first man, all turning to run toward the window. The man on the table also scrambled up and ran with them.
How could Wei He let them go so easily? He kicked them one by one into the air. After all, Wei He was now a Control Level Ability User. Although he was a weakling compared to true experts, he was more than capable of handling these few people.
Seeing his subordinates being kicked into the air like sandbags, Lance's face instantly turned livid. He angrily climbed through the window and stood before Wei He.
"Another one seeking death. This young master is in a good mood today and doesn't want to kill anyone. You should just jump down yourself," Wei He said disdainfully, looking at the climbing Lance.
"Seeking death? It's not certain who will die! Let me show you my power! Ah!" Just as Lance finished speaking, he clenched his fists, his face looking as if he were constipated while muttering something. Suddenly, over a dozen people identical to him appeared behind him.
"Wow, it's a Cloning Technique! This looks fun!" Linlin exclaimed excitedly at the sight.
"Wei He, looking at him, his Supernatural Ability level should be about the same as yours. Don't be afraid, beat him up!" Tang Xiaowei said to Wei He with a look of disdain toward Lance.
"It's a good thing I asked for a large private booth, otherwise all these clones of yours would have burst the room. But this Cloning Technique of yours is quite interesting; it's my first time seeing it," Wei He said, looking at Lance with great interest as he actually produced identical versions of himself.
"Hahahaha! How about it? Scared? If you're scared, get out of here immediately! You're not welcome, otherwise, I'll let you taste my power!" Hearing Wei He's words, Lance thought he was afraid. He tilted his chin high and spoke triumphantly.
"Why? Why can't we be here? We're not breaking any laws. Besides, we were invited. You have no right or authority to drive us away! Do you know who invited us? It'll scare you to death!" Wei He said righteously, as he had been invited by Prince Blant, the Sixth Prince of the Magical Beast Empire.
"Hahahaha! You want to say the Sixth Prince invited you, right? Let me tell you, if it weren't for the Sixth Prince's invitation, you might have been able to stay. But now, you must go!" Lance laughed arrogantly, looking at Wei He as if he were an idiot.
"Why? You're not even afraid of a prince? That's treasonous!" Hearing Lance's words, Wei He couldn't help but feel curious and asked slowly.
"Hmph, looking at you, you're also an Ability User. Who else would you join but the Sixth Prince? Everyone in the entire Magical Beast Empire knows the Sixth Prince is a waste. To think you'd want to join him, it's absolutely laughable! Hahahaha!" Lance and his clones laughed together, their movements and expressions identical, as if they had been copy-pasted.
"Alright, enough talk. Leave now. If you don't, I'll mince you and soak you in wine. As for these two chicks, I'll send one to a brothel and keep the other to wash my feet, hahahaha!" Lance went too far, even insulting the two living ancestors standing nearby.
"Hahahaha!" Hearing Lance's words, Wei He couldn't help but burst into laughter. He knew Lance was finished. He didn't even need to lift a finger; Linlin alone had a hundred ways to kill him.
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