347: Humiliation? Flattery? What a show!

Frost of the Qin's face darkened: "Madam Nie, if you make any more noise, don't blame Frost of the Qin for being impolite!"

Just then, a furious figure, like a hurricane, charged up from the mountain, bringing with him monstrous rage and killing intent; it was Killer, Destroyer, Wolf!

He had clearly been tracking Yan Ying all the way, and now his eyes were bloodshot, staring fixedly at Yan Ying as if he wanted to devour her alive.

"Bitch! You really ran away! How dare you betray me and run off to meet an old lover! What do you take me for?!"

Killer, Destroyer, Wolf roared, his voice like thunder, making people's eardrums ache.

He didn't even put Frost of the Qin and the World Society members beside him in his eyes, his gaze fixed solely on Yan Ying.

When Yan Ying saw Killer, Destroyer, Wolf, she was startled at first, but then a hint of mischievous pleasure flashed in her eyes.

Instead of hiding, she moved a few steps closer to Number One Tower Under Heaven and said loudly:

"Killer, Destroyer, Wolf! Just kill me! To die in the World Society, to die in... his presence, I would be willing!"

She was betting that Overlord would absolutely not stand by and watch her die in front of him!

As long as he intervened to stop Killer, Destroyer, Wolf, she would have a chance, even if it was just to make him look at her one more time!

Just one glance, and she was confident she could crawl back into his bed. Even if she couldn't become empress, she could live a life of wealth and glory.

Killer, Destroyer, Wolf seemed to tremble with rage, his killing intent boiling: "Good! I'll fulfill your wish, you bitch! Let's see if he saves you!"

The Killer, Destroyer, Wolf power within him circulated wildly, his body's Qi surged, his robes billowed, and his right hand formed a claw, condensing terrifying power capable of splitting stone tablets as he slowly approached Yan Ying step by step.

Frost of the Qin's brows were tightly furrowed; he took a step forward, a cold Aura faintly appearing around him, ready to intervene.

Regardless, Yan Ying was Junior Brother Feng's birth mother, and he couldn't just watch her die in front of the World Society's mountain gate.

However, just as Killer, Destroyer, Wolf's murderous claw was about to descend, and Yan Ying's eyes gleamed with a gambler's madness and anticipation, Killer, Destroyer, Wolf's movements suddenly froze!

He abruptly withdrew his hand, and the ferocious Qi around him instantly dissipated completely.

Not only did he not attack Yan Ying again, but he instead took a step back, bowed abruptly towards Number One Tower Under Heaven, and laughed loudly:

"Hahahahaha, Gang Leader Xiong! It was I who was rash, coming uninvited and disturbing the Gang Leader's peace!"

This sudden change stunned everyone.

The anticipation on Yan Ying's face instantly froze, turning into bewilderment and confusion.

She looked at Killer, Destroyer, Wolf uncomprehendingly, not understanding what this fierce and domineering man meant.

Killer, Destroyer, Wolf straightened his back, cupped his fists, and said: "Killer, Destroyer, Wolf is here to present two treasures. Firstly: the Sword Sect's strongest sword technique, the Secret Manual of Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin!

Secondly, Yan Ying, the number one beauty of the world twenty years ago, is returned to her rightful owner today!

A small token of my respect!"

Killer, Destroyer, Wolf's words struck Yan Ying like a lightning bolt; her face instantly turned ashen, and her entire body trembled.

"Killer, Destroyer, Wolf! You... you are shameless!" she cursed.

Killer, Destroyer, Wolf, however, didn't even look at her, still smiling towards Number One Tower Under Heaven:

"This woman, twenty years ago, was the world's number one beauty. Although she is a bit older now, her charm remains, and her skills in serving others have grown with time.

She is quite flavorful to savor. If the Gang Leader doesn't mind, keeping her by your side to serve tea and water, warm your bed, and fold your quilts would be a blessing she cultivated in her past life!"

He spoke these words with extreme naturalness, as if offering Yan Ying was a matter of course, completely forgetting that he had just been about to kill her with his palm.

The mountain gate was dead silent; the word 'shameless' was perfectly embodied by him.

Everyone's gaze was focused on the tightly closed door of the tower, awaiting a response from within.

Yan Ying's body went limp, collapsing to the ground, looking at Killer, Destroyer, Wolf with an extremely seductive posture and a pitiful gaze, her heart shattered to death.

Anyone who merely looked at her would naturally feel pity.

Frost of the Qin's brows furrowed slightly; he suddenly felt extreme heartache, which startled him, and he secretly exclaimed how formidable she was.

Junior Brother's mother, though low in martial arts, was surprisingly powerful in this way.

He quickly turned his head, not daring to look at her, but instead looked towards Number One Tower Under Heaven.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin? I have heard a little about it. I was going to look for it, but I didn't expect you to deliver it right to my doorstep."

Upon hearing this, Killer, Destroyer, Wolf's face instantly broke into an even brighter smile, and he quickly pulled out the thin booklet from his embrace, holding it high with both hands:

"Then I'm just in time! This is the Sword Sect's supreme sword technique Secret Manual; only an unparalleled figure like the Gang Leader is worthy of possessing it!

When I obtained it, it was like a pearl covered in dust. I specifically came to present it to the Gang Leader; only in the Gang Leader's hands can it unleash its true brilliance!"

A figure, like lightning, appeared before Killer, Destroyer, Wolf, reached out, took the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin Secret Manual, and said with a smile:

"A few days ago, Absolute Heart brought Nameless here and crippled his martial arts. There are many ways in this world for him to quickly recover his martial arts. The simplest among them is to practice this Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin.

Killer, Destroyer, Wolf, how should I thank you?" Lu Jiuyuan asked with a light chuckle.

"No! Absolutely not!" Killer, Destroyer, Wolf roared in anger. In this world, his greatest enemy was Nameless.

Anyone could practice Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin, just not Nameless.

"Are you telling me what to do?" Lu Jiuyuan's eyes turned cold.

Lu Jiuyuan's eyes turned cold, his voice not particularly loud, but Killer, Destroyer, Wolf felt an invisible, formless, yet mountain-heavy pressure descend upon him, pressing heavily on his heart!

His Killer, Destroyer, Wolf Qi around him, in the face of this pressure, flickered like a candle in the wind, threatening to extinguish. His knees went soft, and he almost collapsed to his knees on the spot.

He desperately circulated his power to resist, veins bulging on his forehead, cold sweat instantly drenching his back, and a "gurgling" sound came from his throat, yet he couldn't utter a single word.

That was an absolute disparity in life levels, the trembling of an ant facing a Dragon!

Lu Jiuyuan hadn't even released his full Aura; merely a hint of displeasure was enough to plunge Killer, Destroyer, Wolf into an abyss, unable to control his own life or death.

Looking at Killer, Destroyer, Wolf's face, twisted by extreme fear, the coldness in Lu Jiuyuan's eyes slightly receded.

He casually flipped through the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin Secret Manual in his hand, as if the world-shaking pressure from moments ago had never appeared.

"It seems you still haven't recognized your place."

Lu Jiuyuan's voice returned to its calm tone, which only made Killer, Destroyer, Wolf even more terrified:

"Since this Secret Manual is in my hands, how I dispose of it is my business. Giving it to Nameless or throwing it away is all within a single thought."

Killer, Destroyer, Wolf gasped for air, like a fish out of water, no longer daring to voice any dissent, only remaining with the fear of having escaped disaster.

He lowered his head with difficulty, his voice hoarse and humble: "Yes... it was I... I misspoke... Gang Leader, please forgive me..."