The saintess is pregnant, what does that have to do with me, a spoiled brat?

The study of the Marquis of Anyang's residence.

boom!

A fine blue-and-white porcelain teacup was smashed to pieces on the ground.

The Earl of Anyang's face turned ashen, and his chest heaved violently.

"waste!"

"They're all fucking trash!"

"The Listening Wind Pavilion is hailed as the number one assassin organization in the Great Li Dynasty, yet they can't even kill a good-for-nothing. What use are they?!"

The study was in a mess.

The young man in brocade robes standing to the side quickly stepped forward to help the Earl of Anyang catch his breath.

"Father, please calm down."

"That Xu Nuo is nothing but a stupid pig who only knows how to eat, drink, gamble, and whore. He's lucky this time. We'll have plenty of opportunities to kill him."

The young man sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

"My son just got the news that that good-for-nothing went to the brothel again tonight and specifically asked for Haitang."

What does this mean?

"That means he didn't notice anything at all; all he could think about was women!"

The Earl of Anyang frowned, showing no sign of relaxing despite his son's words.

That being said...

"It's true that Xu Nuo is an idiot, but behind him stands that old madman, Xu Zhentian!"

The Earl of Anyang paced back and forth in his study, his expression shifting between light and dark.

"That old bastard is extremely protective of his own. If we act rashly again and leave even the slightest trace, our entire Earl's mansion will be wiped out!"

The young man in brocade sneered and stepped forward to pour a cup of tea for the Earl of Anyang.

The young man in brocade handed the poured tea to the Earl of Anyang, a contemptuous sneer playing on his lips.

"Father can rest assured."

"Xu Nuo stayed at the brothel all night last night, and didn't even leave Haitang's room."

"What kind of trouble can this sperm-obsessed idiot possibly cause?"

The Earl of Anyang took the teacup, and his tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly.

Also.

What kind of brain can a good-for-nothing who only thinks with his lower body have?

Once this storm passes, we'll find some excuse.

Creating an accident to kill him is as simple as crushing an ant.

Just then.

A lazy voice suddenly rang out in the study.

"Hey, the father and son are having a great chat."

"What are you saying? Let me hear it too."

The sound wasn't loud, but it was like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

Anyang Bo's hand trembled, and the scalding tea spilled all over his hand, causing the teacup to crash to the ground.

The young man in brocade robes felt his hair stand on end and abruptly turned his head to look in the direction from which the sound came.

In the shadows of the corner of the study, Xu Nuo leaned back in his armchair, watching them with a half-smile.

An Yangbo's pupils constricted sharply, and his heart nearly leaped out of his throat.

He suddenly took a step back and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Come……"

The word "person" hadn't even been uttered yet.

Xu Nuo's figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

next second.

A gust of wind swept by.

Snapped!

The crisp sound of a slap echoed throughout the study.

Anyang Bo was like a kite with a broken string, his feet lifted off the ground by a tremendous force.

It flew sideways and crashed heavily onto the mahogany bookshelf.

The bookshelf collapsed with a crash, scattering ancient books and broken porcelain all over the floor.

The young man in brocade stood frozen in place, his mind blank.

Anyang Bo, clutching his swollen, blood-covered face, struggled to his feet from the ruins.

When he saw the person standing in front of him, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, as if he had seen a ghost.

"I...I promise!"

The Earl of Anyang's voice cracked, revealing utter disbelief.

"You...how did you get here?!"

What he found even more unbelievable was that Xu Nuo was a good-for-nothing whose body had been ravaged by alcohol and women.

Why was he so strong just now?

Liu Chen realized what was happening and immediately let out a cold laugh.

"You've made that promise! You have a path to heaven, but you choose to barge into hell when there's no way out!"

"I have practiced martial arts since I was a child, and I am now a ninth-rank martial artist. I am just one step away from stepping into the eighth rank."

Upon hearing his son's words, the Earl of Anyang immediately straightened up.

That's right, my son is a warrior! What's there to be afraid of, you good-for-nothing!

"Chen'er, kill him!" Marquis Anyang roared viciously, covering his face.

"Chop him up and feed him to the dogs! He must not be allowed to leave the Earl's mansion alive!"

Liu Chen's expression turned cold, his five fingers forming claws, and he aimed straight at Xu Nuo's throat with a sharp whistling sound.

"Die!"

boom!

A muffled thud.

Liu Chen's body flew backward at an even faster speed than when he came, crashing heavily against the wall.

Before he could even scream, he slid to the ground like a lump of mud.

one move.

It doesn't even qualify as a single move.

The Earl of Anyang's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

This guy is fucking trash?!

Xu Nuo walked forward slowly, stepped on Liu Chen's chest, and casually picked up the broken half of the table leg next to him.

boom! boom! boom!

A dull thud that made your teeth ache echoed from the study.

Xu Nuo was extremely ruthless, specifically targeting the thickest and most painful areas.

After a severe beating, the father and son were bruised and swollen, barely able to breathe.

Xu Nuo threw away the bloodstained table leg and pulled over a perfectly good chair to sit down.

"Tell me, who ordered you to kill me?"

Anyang Earl and Liu Chen gritted their teeth, their faces full of resentment, and neither of them uttered a sound.

"Stubborn to the end?"

Xu Nuo smiled.

He likes people who are stubborn the most.

Xu Nuo flicked his fingers repeatedly, then struck out with both palms, placing them on the tops of the heads of the two men.

Two extremely domineering auras instantly poured into their bodies like a flood bursting its banks.

"Ugh!!!"

Anyang Bo and Liu Chen's eyes suddenly bulged, and their veins stood out.

The feeling was as if someone had forcibly shoved red-hot charcoal into their blood vessels, burning their internal organs.

Unfortunately, his acupoints were sealed, rendering him speechless. He couldn't even scream; he could only convulse wildly on the ground like a dying fish, scratching bloody marks into the floor.

After a while.

The two rolled their eyes, looking like they were about to die from the pain.

Xu Nuo then slowly withdrew his hand and released their speech acupoints.

"Huff... huff..."

Only heavy breathing could be heard in the study.

Xu Nuo looked down at them, her tone indifferent.

"I'll ask you one more time, who ordered you to do this?"

The Earl of Anyang was drenched in cold sweat, and his psychological defenses completely collapsed.

He lay on the ground like a dog, his voice hoarse and barely audible.

"Yes...yes, it's three..."

However, before the Marquis of Anyang could finish speaking, a loud knocking sounded at the door.

"Master! What has happened, Master!"

The Earl of Anyang immediately struggled desperately, shouting, "Guards! There's an assassin! Help!"

Xu Nuo frowned, a hint of impatience flashing in her eyes.

With a swift press of his palms, the father and son groaned and died instantly.

It's too late; leaving survivors will only expose us.

After doing everything, Xu Nuo quickly left from above the rooftop.

Just as he was leaving, the door was slammed open with a bang.