n of arrogance. He continued coldly, "This is your granddaughter? Well then, despite your limited skills, you are a major of a village. This marriage is a perfect fit. She is a good match for my grandson."
"Are you here to propose marriage?"
The mayor frowned. The visitor clearly did not come in goodwill. His tone was one of pride and conceit. His words sounded more like a command. But at the same time, the nomadic gang appeared too vicious to defend against, so the mayor wisely decided to stand down.
"Propose marriage?"
The elder returned the question with a question of his own before roaring with laughter. His dozen or so followers followed suit as if they too heard something funny in that response.
"Ha ha ha, he said marriage proposal, that’s too funny!"
"No, don’t, ha ha, I can’t stop laughing!"
"Right!? That’s a joke! Someone the young master desires, who needs to propose."
The nomads continued to laugh. Some were on the verge of tearing up. Anyone could sense the magnitude of their insult.
This act of malice angered the villagers. If not for the lack of command from the village mayor, they would have pounded on the visitors.
Su Zi was amongst them. Her face had now turned a dark shade of maroon. Watching their hideous faces and condescending behaviors made her throw up in her mouth.
"Looks like you are not to propose marriage, but war."
The village mayor’s face was turning green. If his level-headedness hadn’t kicked in and reminded him that the visiting elder was much more powerful than he, the mayor would have led the attack himself. How could he stand by while his beloved granddaughter was being humiliated?
"Hehe, let me tell you why we are here. We are not here to propose marriage. We are here to force this marriage." The nomadic youth let out a cold sneer as he shifted his lusty, animalist gaze back towards Su Zi. He continued, "Hand her to me, don’t force my grandfather into using violence. Or every one of you will die."
"Ehem, forced marriage, you are perhaps too conceited for your own good."
The village mayor could no longer contain the inner power that was dying to explode. As he set his seventh-realm cultivating powers free, the violent gust of wind swept through the earth.
But just as the youth had warned, with a simple swing of his massive sleeve, the visitor elder dissipated the incoming storm without as much as a stir. The village mayor took a few large steps backward. Blood gushed out of his mouth.
"You...you are of the ninth realm!"
The mayor eyed him in bewilderment. His face turned ghostly pale.
"What? A cultivator of a ninth realm?"
"Good heavens! Lost in the first round! All of our powers combined are no match for a cultivator of this caliber."
"Dammit, that’s why the arrogance. He’s got some skills. This isn’t good."
The words of the mayor echoed and set panic to the village crowd. Fear was now written on the face of every villager.
A cultivator of the ninth realm!
He could easily exterminate entire villages in the Vast Mountains. Perhaps only a handful could challenge his dominance!
Seeing that his grandfather so easily defeated the village mayor, the youth began acting even more outrageous. He bellowed, "You useless old fart just had to force us. Look at you now, spitting blood. Well deserved! Hand over your granddaughter, or I’ll wreak havoc on this village!"
"You’re dreaming!"
The village mayor responded weakly as he struggled to remain standing. "Even if you kill me, you won’t take her."
"What an old fool, don’t know better. Fine, I’ll give it to you. When you die, I’ll kill the rest. But rest assured I’ll take good care of your granddaughter. She’ll be quite comfortable in my grasp!" The youth sneered coldly. He extended one of his feet and directed his force directly at the chest of the mayor.
The mayor was already deeply injured. So despite the youth’s lack of skill, this strike was possibly just enough to end his life.
However, just as the youth’s foot was inches away from its target, a cold voice echoed through the wind.
"If your foot falls, your head will follow."
Chapter end
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