Chapter 150: Chapter 150: Poison Sect of Nanjiang, Seeking Revenge at the Doorstep _1
Xu Ling’s shamelessness had thoroughly infuriated Lin Bingqing, and murderous intent surged within her.
Although Ye Ming had repeatedly warned her not to casually draw her knife, she could no longer care about that now.
The intense killing aura surrounded Xu Ling, causing her to shiver from the cold; the arrogance on her face vanished, replaced by fear and dread. She had a premonition that if she uttered any more nonsense, the knife would find its way to her.
A smart person does not suffer in front of them; Xu Ling knew she was no match for Lin Bingqing and chose to retreat first.
"Mom and Dad, let’s not bother with her. It looks like Ye Ming really isn’t home today, we’ll come back another day!"
In an attempt to save face, Xu Ling still spoke toughly.
Xu Daqiang and Zhang Xueping had no objections; they hurriedly picked up the clothes scattered on the ground and scurried toward the villa’s exit in a sorry state.
No sooner had they left than a middle-aged man dressed in black appeared outside the villa door.
With a grim face, Lin Bingqing asked, "Do you really think I wouldn’t dare to kill? To actually call for help, don’t blame me for not being polite later!"
The middle-aged man looked at her with a smile and said, "Not bad, a Ninth Rank Martial Artist. Staying here, could it be that you’re playing bodyguard for that Ye Ming?"
Lin Bingqing furrowed her brows and looked at the man in front of her with some confusion.
She sensed the aura of a formidable person on him, moreover, an existence even more powerful than herself.
Lin Bingqing instantly realized that this middle-aged man wasn’t the backup Xu Ling had sought.
Knowing that no good would come from his presence, she immediately went on guard and demanded, "Who are you, and what are you doing here?"
With a light smile, the middle-aged man said, "I’m here to take Ye Ming’s life. I don’t want to hurt the innocent. Call him out, and I won’t harm you."
Lin Bingqing had already more or less understood that this man had come for vengeance.
However, Ye Ming could not be disturbed at the moment. Lin Bingqing spread her arms, blocking the way, and said with seriousness, "My master has very important matters to attend to and cannot be disturbed."
The middle-aged man, puzzled, said, "Master? A Ninth Rank Martial Artist like you, taking him as your master; could it be that this Ye Ming plans to start his own sect? Interesting."
"But young lady, you’ve chosen the wrong master. I advise you to back off early, or else, I’ll make you regret it."
Lin Bingqing couldn’t be bothered with more talk. At that moment, she stomped on the ground and her body shot out swiftly, the dagger tracing a beautiful arc in the air, heading straight for the middle-aged man’s face.
Her resolve was firm; with her presence, no one would bother Ye Ming.
The middle-aged man shook his head with a bitter smile, "It seems you won’t listen! Then I’ll have to teach you a lesson through actions."
As soon as he finished speaking, he made his move, slapping Lin Bingqing hard across the face.
Lin Bingqing was no match at all; her body was instantly sent flying, and the dagger in her hand dropped to the ground.
With a loud crash, Lin Bingqing’s body smashed a chair and she fell heavily to the floor, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Seeing this, Jiang Rou was very worried and rushed over to help her up, asking with concern, "Bingqing, are you alright?"
Just after that one move, Lin Bingqing already had a sense of certainty, this man before her was highly skilled, she simply couldn’t deal with him, and it was even very possible that he was stronger than Ye Ming.
Danger had descended, and Lin Bingqing couldn’t stand idly by, she had to do something.
In haste, she said to Jiang Rou, "Aunt, you must leave here at once, it’s very dangerous!"
Jiang Rou shook her head, she had heard the man’s words, this man was here for her son, how could she possibly abandon them and leave?
"No way, how could I leave you all behind, no matter how dangerous it is, we must face it together!"
Jiang Rou said firmly.
Seeing Jiang Rou’s determination, Lin Bingqing was frantic, she explained, "Aunt, although this person is very powerful, I am able to deal with him, and I can even avoid alerting Master!"
"Master was seriously injured before, and what he needs most now is to rest quietly. A disturbance could very well endanger his life, Aunt. With you here, I have to be distracted to ensure your safety, which is very disadvantageous for us!"
At this point, Lin Bingqing was ready to make a sacrifice, saying all this was only to reassure Jiang Rou.
Based on her judgment, this middle-aged man must surely be a Grandmaster Realm expert, and a desperate fight might even result in a mutual downfall, which is why Lin Bingqing had made such plans.
While the two were talking, outside the villa, Xu Ling and her family, who had just left, came back. Seeing the chaotic scene inside the villa, Xu Ling revealed a sneer.
"Serves you right, acting all high and mighty, now you’ve met your match, haven’t you?"
"Uncle, please don’t listen to anything they say. If you want to take revenge on Ye Ming, you must not let that old hag go. She is Ye Ming’s mother, once you capture her, are you afraid Ye Ming won’t come out?"
"Unless, Ye Ming is nothing but a coward, not even caring about his mother."
Xu Ling stood next to the middle-aged man, eagerly offering him advice, a sinister and venomous smile on her face.
After witnessing the strength of the middle-aged man firsthand, she was overjoyed, knowing that Ye Ming was doomed this time.
After seeking so many helpers in vain to deal with Ye Ming, she hadn’t expected to have one right in front of her now, and she certainly wasn’t going to let slip such a good opportunity.
What Xu Ling failed to notice, however, was that the more eager she was, the uglier the middle-aged man’s face became.
Eventually, probably unable to stand it anymore, the middle-aged man burst out cursing, "Shrew, buzzing in my ear like a damn fly! Go to hell!"
With that, the middle-aged man’s broad palm struck Xu Ling’s face.
Frail Xu Ling was no match for such force, and her body immediately became like a broken kite, crashing through the glass and flying out.
Perhaps yet unsatisfied, the middle-aged man cursed a few more times, "A Great Grandmaster like me needs advice from a shrew like you?"
Seeing her daughter sent flying, Zhang Xueping couldn’t contain her rage and rushed forward to reason, "Are you even human? My daughter kindly offered you advice, and you actually started hitting her. Do you believe I will call the police to arrest you?"
The middle-aged man grabbed Zhang Xueping by the throat and said viciously, "If you don’t want to die, get lost. Otherwise, I’ll send you and your daughter to reunite on the road to the underworld!"
After the middle-aged man let go of Zhang Xueping, her face had turned pale, and her legs were weak. With a thump, she collapsed to the ground, gasping for fresh air.
At that moment, she had already taken a detour to the gates of hell. Had it been a second later, Zhang Xueping might have died right then and there.
