The Sword God of the Universe
Chapter 443 - 443 443 Aiming to Please Jing Yan

Chapter 443: Chapter 443: Aiming to Please Jing Yan Chapter 443: Chapter 443: Aiming to Please Jing Yan Jing Yan was somewhat puzzled by the recent arrival of City Lord Yuan Jihu.

Compared to the encounter at the Song Family’s residence two days ago, he seemed like a completely different person.

Moreover, Jing Yan didn’t feel any malice from Yuan Jihu at this moment.

One could even say that Yuan Jihu’s attitude towards him now seemed to contain a measure of respect.

What was going on?

“City Lord, please execute this thief!” Gao Lan continued to bellow on the other side.

Yuan Jihu’s arrival had emboldened him, stirring his emotions.

Thus, he hadn’t noticed Yuan Jihu’s attitude towards Jing Yan.

He only heard Yuan Jihu state his duty to intervene as the Haofeng City Lord.

However, Gao Lan’s disciple revealed a hint of shock.

He took a slight step back, sensing something amiss.

The City Lord’s demeanor towards Jing Yan didn’t resemble the hostile confrontation rumored outside.

If the City Lord truly intended to handle Jing Yan, would he courteously address him as Mr.

Jing Yan?

The disciple glanced at his master, Gao Lan, uncertain of how to warn him.

“Shameless old fool, aren’t you embarrassed?”

“You’ve thrown away all the face of our Haofeng City!

Totally oblivious to life and death, you even dared to embezzle Mr.

Jing Yan’s property!

You really have the nerve!” Yuan Jihu’s gaze turned cold as he looked at Gao Lan, his eyes glinting icily as he berated loudly.

Gao Lan’s arrogant expression instantly stiffened.

Even if he was out of his mind, he could now tell that Yuan Jihu was roaring at him.

What was this about?

As a Third-level Alchemist, the strongest in Haofeng City, Gao Lan’s relationship with the City Lord might not be intimate, but it was certainly good.

When the City Lord needed help refining elixirs, he mostly sought out Gao Lan.

But why had Yuan Jihu’s attitude changed so drastically now?

Gao Lan’s eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Yuan Jihu.

He had truly not expected Yuan Jihu to take Jing Yan’s side.

Yuan Jihu was his greatest support, his rock; and now this rock had become his adversary?

If not for Yuan Jihu’s support, he wouldn’t have dared to pocket the Holy Spirit Potion for himself, or at least not so brazenly, considering Jing Yan’s formidable reputation.

Even if Jing Yan was not a match for Yuan Jihu, he was more than capable of dealing with Gao Lan.

Gao Lan panicked.

“City Lord, what…

what’s happened to you?” Gao Lan stammered.

“Old fool, hand it over quickly and spare the nonsense,” Yuan Jihu said sternly, not wanting to waste time with Gao Lan.

Since he had intervened, he intended to handle it cleanly, to Jing Yan’s satisfaction.

“But, I didn’t take anything,” Gao Lan still wouldn’t admit to it.

“Court death!” Yuan Jihu made his move.

Decisive and swift!

If Gao Lan had handed over Jing Yan’s possessions willingly, Yuan Jihu might have spared his life.

But Gao Lan, standing before him, dared to deny it outright.

Wasn’t this a contempt of his authority as the City Lord?

“Boom!” Yuan Jihu’s strike was ruthless and decisive, with surges of Primordial Energy, he pounced furiously at Gao Lan.

“City Lord, please spare me!” Gao Lan’s entire body went limp when he saw Yuan Jihu take action.

Yuan Jihu sneered, his movements without the slightest hesitation.

“Thud!” Yuan Jihu’s palm struck Gao Lan’s head with precise brutality.

The scene of Gao Lan’s head, like a watermelon smashed by immense force, needs no further description.

Looking at Gao Lan’s lifeless body, Yuan Jihu huffed coldly, “A creature who didn’t know life from death, I’ve long found you displeasing!

You strut around on normal days, but to dare jump around in front of Mr.

Jing Yan, your death was deserved!”

Yuan Jihu dusted off his palms.

“Thump!”

At this point, Gao Lan’s disciple immediately knelt down, tears streaming from his eyes.

“City Lord, this matter is not related to me at all; it’s all Gao Lan’s doing,” the disciple, though overwhelmed with fear, didn’t forget to beg for mercy.

Yuan Jihu’s gaze shifted again, falling on Gao Lan’s disciple, chuckling darkly.

“I’ll reluctantly believe you.

But what are you waiting for?

Hand it over now!

You are Gao Lan’s disciple; surely you must know where it is, right?” Yuan Jihu’s eyes conveyed a murderous intent as he stared down Gao Lan’s disciple.

Clearly, if Gao Lan’s disciple dared utter another nonsensical word, the next moment he would be executed.

“I know!

I know, I’ll fetch it right now!” The disciple hastened to his feet, scurrying into a room like a scared bird, and in no more than the span of two breaths, he returned holding five porcelain vials.

“City Lord, Lord Jing Yan’s belongings are these,” Gao Lan’s disciple said, glancing at Yuan Jihu and then at Jing Yan, with a crying tone.

“Why don’t you hand them over to Mr.

Jing Yan?” Yuan Jihu’s eyes widened.

“Lord Jing Yan, please check these Holy Spirit Potions…” Gao Lan’s disciple crawled over to Jing Yan.

In this world, there are few who do not fear death!

Faced with death, likewise, few can maintain their resolve.

Indeed, Gao Lan’s disciple was terrified.

Even his master Gao Lan had been killed with a single slap.

If the City Lord wanted to kill him, would there be any difficulty?

He didn’t know why the City Lord would suddenly help Jing Yan, but it wasn’t the time to ponder too much; saving his own life was paramount.

Jing Yan took the five porcelain vials, opened one to take a glance, and nodded before putting them away.

“Hehe!

Mr.

Jing Yan, are these correct?” Yuan Jihu looked towards Jing Yan, a smile returning to his face as if the person who had executed Gao Lan was not him at all.

“Yes, they are right; there’s no problem now,” Jing Yan nodded.

He didn’t know why Yuan Jihu was suddenly so amiable, but since Yuan Jihu was being friendly, Jing Yan couldn’t keep showing a cold face.

Yuan Jihu was indeed exceedingly decisive; to Gao Lan, it was a direct death slap.

When the incident just happened, it even jolted Jing Yan.

“That’s good!

That’s good!

Ah, this Gao Lan indeed brought shame upon our Haofeng City.

Mr.

Jing Yan, the trouble this has caused you, I am truly sorry!

Ah, let’s not linger in this foul-smelling place; let’s walk and talk,” Yuan Jihu said disgustedly as he looked around.

“Alright!” Jing Yan responded.

The two of them left simultaneously.

It wasn’t until Jing Yan and Yuan’s figures disappeared that Gao Lan’s disciple finally exhaled a long breath.

His life was saved.

He looked at his master Gao Lan, whose head was missing, his face turning even more deathly pale.

“Mr.

Jing Yan, I had just been to Zhang Family’s and learned that you had come to seek out Gao Lan.

Hence, I immediately rushed over,” Yuan Jihu started speaking somewhere outside the Gao Lan Mansion.

“Thank you, City Lord,” Jing Yan said, squinting and smiling.