Rural Doctor Enters the City: Whoever Touches My Wife, I’ll Take Them Down!
Chapter 435: Momo’s Threat!

Chapter 435: Chapter 435: Momo’s Threat!

Vice Minister Qiu?

Zhou Yu’s eyes narrowed.

This man was none other than Qiu Yong’s grandfather.

Qiu Baiwan’s expression was extremely cold.

"Lu Xiuying, my grandson Qiu Yong went on a mission with you all, and now, he is dead. Don’t you think you owe me an explanation?"

Lu Xiuying knew that this confrontation was inevitable.

She took a deep breath and said,

"Vice Minister Qiu, every year the Martial Pavilion loses a number of disciples, not less than double digits. From the day each one of us joined the Martial Pavilion, we’ve been prepared to face life and death fearlessly."

"Moreover, Qiu Yong met his unfortunate end while capturing the Demon Prison Master. I am deeply saddened and reproachful about this. However, since the incident has already happened, I plead with you, Vice Minister Qiu, to grieve with restraint."

Qiu Baiwan snorted angrily.

"Bullshit!"

With a wave of his hand, Qiu Baiwan ordered his subordinates, who brought in a bloodied old man.

Upon seeing this person, Lu Xiuying’s complexion changed.

"Master Sanhua!"

This old man was indeed Master Sanhua.

Moreover, from his appearance, he had clearly been brutally tortured and was now at death’s door.

Qiu Baiwan said coldly.

"I ’kindly’ inquired Master Sanhua about the process of your mission to capture the Demon Prison Master. I have now fully understood everything about the incident."

"Lu Xiuying, up until now, are you still trying to deceive and conceal the truth?"

"I..."

Lu Xiuying was left speechless.

At this moment, Qiu Baiwan’s gaze suddenly shifted towards Zhou Yu.

"You must be Zhou Yu."

Zhou Yu’s expression was impassive, but upon close inspection, one could see his eyes were filled with an icy coldness.

"It’s me."

"You killed my grandson. Are you prepared to join him in death?"

Zhou Yu let out a cold laugh.

"He more than deserved his death."

"If someone must be held accountable, I think that person should be you."

"You failed to discipline your own dog. It would be best if you took your own life to accompany him in death."

"You’re courting death!"

Anger contorted Qiu Baiwan’s face.

He unleashed a powerful aura that immediately pressed down on Zhou Yu.

Crack!

Merely with his aura, he shattered all the windows and doors behind Zhou Yu.

Qiu Baiwan’s aura was nearing the Saint Realm; no doubt, he was likely at the Semi-Saint level.

However, Zhou Yu stood firm like a poplar in a sandstorm, unmovable.

Qiu Baiwan’s eyes narrowed, and he threw a punch directly.

The punch from a Semi-Saint realm expert was extraordinary.

That one punch seemed to lift up the world around him.

Zhou Yu felt an immense pressure bearing down on him, making it difficult even to breathe.

Yet, this only ignited Zhou Yu’s fighting spirit even more.

In his eyes, a raging battle fire burned.

Zhou Yu also hurled out a punch.

The Great Achievement Realm’s Eight Desolate Fist was just as awe-inspiring.

Boom!

The two punches collided.

With the two of them at the center, the Qing stone pavement on the ground shattered instantly.

The ground cracked with dense fissures.

Lu Xiuying and the others, who were closest to the two men, were affected by the terrifying force and vomited blood as they were sent flying.

The martial disciples of the pavilion turned pale with fear and scrambled to run to a distant place.

After the strike, Zhou Yu was knocked back over ten steps.

Qiu Baiwan, on the other hand, stood his ground, not moving an inch.

This punch, obviously, put Zhou Yu at a disadvantage.

However, what shocked Qiu Baiwan was Zhou Yu’s resilience.

He never imagined that a martial artist of the Innate Realm could withstand a punch from an expert of the Semi-Saint Realm.

Moreover, Zhou Yu appeared to have sustained no serious injuries.

"Eight Desolate Fist!"

"It truly lives up to its reputation."

Qiu Baiwan had recognized Zhou Yu’s technique.

"However, if you think you can stop me with the Eight Desolate Fist, then you are gravely mistaken," he said.

As his words fell, Qiu Baiwan made his move once again.

But at that moment, a frantic shout came.

"Wait a minute."

Momo ran out from the office building, her gaze fiercely fixed on Qiu Baiwan.

"Vice Minister Qiu, Zhou Yu is the Order Master of the pavilion’s Inspectorate, and according to the pavilion’s rules, even if he has any issues, only the Minister has the authority to hold him accountable. You have no right to take action against him privately," Momo said.

Qiu Baiwan’s expression was cold and indifferent.

"Momo, you were designated as my future granddaughter-in-law, but you have no sense of propriety, righteousness, integrity, or shame. You even dare to seduce a man out of wedlock. I should really teach you a lesson on behalf of your grandfather," he retorted.

Momo trembled with anger.

"Vice Minister Qiu, you should be very clear about how many girls Qiu Yong has harmed outside. What right do you have to speak to me this way?" she shot back.

Qiu Baiwan’s expression darkened.

"You insolent girl, dare you speak to me like that? Believe it or not, I could kill you right now."

"You wouldn’t dare!"

"My master will soon be coming to Qinzhou. He wants to see not only me but also Zhou Yu. Try touching me and see what happens," Momo responded defiantly.

Qiu Baiwan’s expression shifted slightly.

"Bian Shengyi is coming to Qinzhou? As far as I know, he has been missing for a long time. Do you think you can scare me?" he asked.

"I may not know my master’s whereabouts, but do you?" Momo replied coolly.

Qiu Baiwan’s eyes flickered with changing emotions.

In fact, in Qinzhou’s martial pavilion, there were very few people he was wary of—the Minister was one, and Momo was another.

Not for any other reason but because Momo’s master was the second-ranked Saint Physician in Dragon Country, Bian Shengyi.

The influence of Bian Shengyi was no laughing matter; it wasn’t just him, even the Minister of Qinzhou’s martial pavilion couldn’t withstand it.

Qiu Baiwan had already determined that Momo was prepared to protect Zhou Yu at all costs.

A cold gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Fine, for the sake of Bian Shengyi, I will spare this youngster today. But Bian Shengyi’s influence won’t last forever. You’d better watch out for yourself," he finally said and walked away.

After Qiu Baiwan left, Lu Xiuying finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did she realize that her clothes were soaked with sweat.

If Momo hadn’t intervened, today, she and Zhou Yu probably wouldn’t have survived.

Of course, this was just Lu Xiuying’s own thought.

As for Zhou Yu, he wasn’t particularly concerned.

He had just exchanged blows with Qiu Baiwan.

Qiu Baiwan hadn’t used his full strength, and neither had Zhou Yu, but Zhou Yu had already made some preliminary judgments.

If they really fought with full force, Qiu Baiwan might not necessarily be his match.

At that moment, Lu Xiuying asked in disbelief:

"Momo, does your master really want to see Zhou Yu?"