The Crazy Son-In-Law

Seeing the pill in Song Ling’er’s hand, Wen Feng looked puzzled. “What is this…?”

Song Ling’er, not wanting to waste words, flicked the pill into Wen Feng’s mouth and rolled her eyes. “Stop talking. I’ll take you down to get treated.”Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

She grabbed Wen Feng and dragged him off the platform without further ado.

“Host, what is happening here? This bastard barged into the arena. Shouldn’t he be punished?” Murong Jin, full of anger, appeared next to the host.

He had a grudge against Xiao Shun and seized this opportunity to irritate him and find some satisfaction for himself.

The host found it difficult to handle the furious Murong Jin. “Well…”

The scene of Xiao Shun dispersing the black mist with a single punch was still vivid in the host’s mind. He didn’t dare offend such a powerful person, nor could he afford to offend Murong Jin, who even the big boss had to respect. What should he do?

As the host struggled, Murong Jin ran up to the platform and stood arrogantly in front of Xiao Shun. “You broke the rules of the competition!”

“What do you want?” Xiao Shun smiled slightly, looking calmly at him.

Under Xiao Shun’s sharp gaze, Murong Jin involuntarily took two steps back. He knew well the strength of Miao Lijiang from the Silvermeadows clan, and Xiao Shun had dispersed Miao Lijiang’s protective poison with one punch. Such power was terrifying.

At that moment, a tall figure appeared on the platform. “Let’s not discuss your interruption of the match for now. Since you dared to attack a warrior from my Silvermeadows clan, you must face punishment!”

Murong Jin regained his confidence upon seeing Miao Ruohu standing beside him. He sneered at Xiao Shun, “Yes, since you broke the rules first, you must be punished!”

The crowd realized that the host was almost irrelevant in this Gu Arts competition. It made sense since Sundown Bazaar was initially established by Meadowfolk for exchanges with Southeast Asia’s Gu Arts Association; Heaverpool’s management came later. The real controllers of this event were Meadowfolk and the Southeast Asia Gu Arts Association.

Thus, hosts from Heaverpool had little say and were more like mascots promoting harmony and prosperity. With Silvermeadows’ young master on stage, the host dared not act rashly and shrank back.

Facing Miao Ruohu and Murong Jin, Xiao Shun remained calm. “Punishment? What kind of punishment are you planning?”

Miao Ruohu glanced at Xiao Shun before turning to Miao Lijiang with an uncertain expression nearby. “Since he disrupted your match, you can challenge him now-life or death.”

The host couldn’t sit still anymore and hurriedly approached Miao Ruohu nervously. “Young Master Ruohu, this…”

Miao Ruohu ignored him and continued speaking. “This person offended our esteemed guest from Meadowfolk and disrupted our match. I hope Heaverpool will not interfere in our private matters.”

At that moment, a small dark-skinned man strode onto the platform firmly stating, “Yes, this person must die soon!”

The host was shocked and exclaimed, “Ruan Xinbo!” Ruan Xinbo was one of Southeast Asia Gu Arts Association’s top five experts with formidable strength.

Ruan Xinbo stood near Xiao Shun and said sternly, “You injured our association member before; there must be an explanation for this to quell our anger.”

Earlier, Ruan Jinshui had been defeated by Song Ling’er but lied about being beaten by Xiao Shun to save face within his association. Thus, Xiao Shun became their target.

Facing three groups’ fury alone on stage made Xiao Shun a prime target.

“Who is this tough guy? He’s redefining my understanding of fearlessness!”

“Indeed! Offending Silvermeadows, Murong family, and Southeast Asia Gu Arts Association simultaneously-he’s a true troublemaker!”

“I bet he won’t leave Heaverpool alive.”

“Are you stupid? Given the situation now, he won’t make it off this platform alive tonight!”

Amidst these discussions among spectators doubting Xiao Shun’s future prospects against three powerful factions simultaneously…

A light laugh floated from the platform. “Since you’re all so ‘enthusiastic,’ I’ll take on this challenge as arena master myself. Don’t disappoint me!”

When he said his name was Xiao Shun, some audience members’ expressions changed drastically.

“What did he just say his name was?” asked a jade merchant from Eastbrook.

“He said he’s called Xiao Shun!” replied an enthusiastic spectator from Harrow.

A rogue cultivator exclaimed in shock: “Damn! No wonder he looked familiar-he’s New School Society’s leader!”

The entire venue erupted in excitement upon realizing who he was-a rising star!

Many martial artists attending knew about Old School Society or New School Society and thus were aware of Xiao Shun’s reputation.

Murong Jin panicked realizing this wasn’t a joke! His family might be powerful locally but offending New School Society meant certain death even with protection from Gu Arts experts-how could they cope against their leader?

“New School Society!” Miao Ruohu squinted coldly without any change in demeanor: “Even so we won’t forgive your provocation!”

Ruan Xinbo laughed fearlessly too: “Our Southeast Asia Gu Arts Association isn’t afraid either!”

Xiao Shun smiled slightly looking at them both: “I’ve heard about your formidable skills; today I’ll see for myself.”