Under One Person: In the Lü Family, Liver Becomes Supreme

Upon seeing this, the surrounding people immediately became interested and focused their attention on it.

"Li Muxuan, get up!"

As Liu Cheng spoke calmly, Li Muxuan chuckled and, ignoring the blood on his face, sat up again.

The next moment, cyan energy appeared in Liu Cheng's hand, eventually transforming into a blade of light.

"My father told me to at least spare your life, but I'm going to kill you right here today. Do you have anything to say? Tell me, and I'll give you a chance to leave your last words."

Finally, his calm tone changed, becoming more forceful, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Li Muxuan remained calm in the face of this deadly threat, though a hint of bewilderment appeared in his eyes.

"I have nothing to say. I, Li Muxuan, will bear the consequences of what happened back then. Even if you want to take my life, I can only accept it."

Liu Cheng snorted coldly and approached Li Muxuan's head with his light blade in hand, only to find that there was no fear in the other's eyes, only relief and peace.

At that moment, for some reason, a surge of anger suddenly welled up in my mind.

"Damn it, if I kill you here today, people will probably laugh at me, Liu Cheng, for being unethical. You want to die? Not so easy. Killing you will dirty my hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, he crushed the light blade in his hand, then raised his leg again and, without any mercy, kicked Li Muxuan in the face once more.

Immediately, Li Muxuan, who had just gotten up, was struck and fell back down, blood flowing uncontrollably from his nose.

After doing all this, Liu Cheng, panting heavily, left without looking back.

For a moment, the entire venue fell into an eerie silence once again.

"Damn, Brother Xin, what's that kid doing? Wasn't he supposed to be killing someone? Why did he stop?"

Lu Ci, standing to the side, twitched at the corner of his mouth, unsure of what to say, and could only offer a sarcastic remark.

Just then, a chubby boy dressed in red quietly came to the two of them and nudged Lü Ci beside him.

"Hedgehog, you're here too."

The only person who could call Lü Ci a hedgehog was Wang Ai, the young master of the Wang family, who was also one of the Ten Elders in later generations.

Upon seeing Wang Ai beside him, Lü Ci was also surprised, his face filled with delight and curiosity: "Hey, Fatty Wang, what are you doing here? I haven't seen you before."

Wang Ai scratched the back of his head and chuckled, appearing quite simple and honest: "Oh, I just arrived, and when I saw you here, I came over."

After he finished speaking, he hesitated for a moment.

Upon seeing this, Lu Ci, a longtime friend, immediately realized that something was wrong and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

"Fatty Wang, why are you being so polite with me? Just tell me what's up."

Wang Ai looked quite embarrassed and glanced at Lü Xin beside her: "It's not that I need to talk to you, it's that I need to talk to Brother Xin."

Do you need something from me?

Lu Xin, who was about to close his eyes to cultivate, opened them and turned to look at the fat man, Wang, with a hint of curiosity in his voice.

"Oh, the chubby kid from the Wang family, what brings you here?"

When the young man looked at her, Wang Ai felt a little nervous and rubbed her hands together.

"Brother Xin, my father sent me to ask for your help. Didn't that Mo Ming Jushi come here? My Wang family has a grudge against him, so we're planning to take this opportunity to capture him."

"Since you're here, I thought I'd ask for your help. Oh, and my father has brought some elders from the clan with him."

Although the other party was not much older than him, he felt as if he were facing an elder when facing Lü Xin.

Upon hearing Wang Ai's words, Lü Xin couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, and looked around.

Sure enough, there were many strange people dressed in black, moving stealthily around.

One of the middle-aged men wearing a top hat nodded to Lü Xin; he was Wang Shenghui, the head of the Wang family.

Upon hearing this, Lü Ci wanted to say something, but after hesitating for a moment, he said nothing.

Although he had a good relationship with Wang Ai, this involved his own brother, so he should let him make his own judgment.

After a moment of careful consideration, Lü Xin made his decision and nodded to Wang Ai.

"Alright, our two families have a good relationship. Just let me know in advance if you're going to take action in the future."

There was no reason to refuse. The two families did have a good relationship. Moreover, the Wang family had previously sent a master of divine magic to help the Lü family, and the one who helped them was a member of the Quanxing sect.

Seeing that things were going smoothly, Wang Ai's chubby face revealed an undisguised smile.

"Okay, I'll go tell my dad. Also, Hedgehog, I'll be going now."

Seeing that his friend had finished his business, Lü Ci smiled and waved, "Okay, Fatty Wang, see you later."

After saying goodbye to his friend, he couldn't help but remind him, "Brother Xin, be careful. I've heard Dad mention that Mo Ming Jushi before; he's no pushover."

Lu Xin chuckled and nodded slightly: "Don't worry, your sixth brother knows what he's doing."

Mo Ming Jushi Wu Man was a renowned master of the Quanxing Sect.

This man had become a monk three times and returned to secular life three times. After his last return to secular life, he called himself Layman Mo Ming and then joined the Quanxing Sect, where he began to stir up trouble.

This person can rattle off all sorts of Buddhist scriptures and doctrines, but he himself can't seem to break through ignorance...

His original words were, "I have never been able to truly see that the five aggregates are empty."

Several of the Wang family's elders died at his hands; his martial arts skills were comparable to those of Liang Ting, the White Owl.

Now that the Wang family has spoken up, we should naturally stand up for them and do our best.

Time passed quietly in the silence of the entire audience.

The setting sun painted the sky a gentle orange hue, and a soft evening breeze blew by, creating a soothing atmosphere.

Just then, a whisper rang out in the room.

"Our friends from Qingzhuyuan have arrived."

Lin Yanqing, the head of Qingzhuyuan, dressed in green robes and followed by several disciples, was seen heading straight for this place.

Most of the people present knew something about Li Muxuan's situation after learning about it over the past few days.

It could be said that Qingzhu Garden was the biggest obstacle for Li Muxuan in withdrawing from the Quanxing ritual.

Immediately, many people began to whisper among themselves.

"Qingzhuyuan, it's said that Li Muxuan stripped the sect's senior disciple of his clothes, stuffed him into a box, and sent him back to the sect. Is that true?"

"Yes, really. Sigh, and at the time, Qingzhuyuan was hosting a banquet for the Left Sect Leader. He was completely naked in front of the distinguished guests and his fellow disciples. No one could stand it. After that, the senior disciple of Qingzhuyuan committed suicide."

"The grudges don't end there. Later, in order to seek revenge on Li Muxuan, I heard that Hou Ling and another person went out on their own and ran into Quanxing. They suffered a loss, and although they survived, they're still in bed."

Now, Qingzhu Garden is showing signs of decline, and all of this is largely related to Li Muxuan, who is sitting there cross-legged.

Looking at Lin Yanqing, the solemn-faced head of Qingzhuyuan, a hint of curiosity flashed in Lü Xin's eyes. He wondered how this man would resolve this grudge.

This sect leader, who only appeared briefly, left a deep impression. He was able to distinguish right from wrong and was also very open-minded. Even after Ruan Tao died, he knew that he could only seek revenge on Li Muxuan and could not provoke the other Quanxing members.