Urban Carefree Warrior God

Di An made no effort to hide his sense of superiority. He glanced disdainfully at Chen Yang, a feeling of schadenfreude rising from the depths of his heart.

This guy is just unlucky. Although he had Li Si at his side, he now has to lose her—even watch her slip away. How tragic and desolate would that be? The mere thought pierced Di An's heart with pain, which was immediately followed by an extremely pleasant feeling of satisfaction. By contrast, I'm very likely to win the beauty. How could I not feel smug in the face of such a stark contrast?

Di An tilted his head up slightly, saying haughtily, "A person must have self-awareness and know their own limits. Otherwise, at worst, you'll court disaster; at best, you'll become a laughingstock."

With that, he reached out to pat Chen Yang on the shoulder, as if to comfort him.

Chen Yang sidestepped slightly, avoiding Di An's hand. His demeanor was indifferent, as if he hadn't heard a single word Di An had just said.

SLAP.

Di An's hand landed on the minivan, getting covered in dust.

"Humph, ungrateful wretch!"

Feeling he had lost face, Di An burned with fury and pointed at Chen Yang. "Kid, who do you think you are, acting so arrogant in front of me? My Di Family may not be as great as the Li Family, but we are still a prominent household in this city. To put it bluntly, in front of me, you're not even worth a fart! Besides, I'm trying to save you! Just wait until the Li Family's Prince takes notice of you. Then you can wait for your death!"

Chen Yang slowly turned around and glanced at Di An indifferently. "Has no one ever told you that you talk way too much?"

"You..."

Di An's face changed abruptly. Is this guy so arrogant he's forgotten his own name? But just as he was about to speak, he saw Li Si getting out of a taxi, pulling a suitcase and walking toward them.

Instantly, the ferocity and resentment on his face vanished, replaced by a vibrant smile as he went to greet her.

"Sisi, let me get your suitcase," he said, reaching for it, but she rejected him with a simple, "No need."

"Yang!"

After refusing Di An, Li Si waved at Chen Yang and greeted him with a smile. "You're here so early?"

Di An's face immediately darkened, and he cursed inwardly.

"I just arrived myself," Chen Yang responded with a smile.

Damn piece of trash. I'll let you show off a little longer. Once we return to Qiyun Road, I'll report this to the Li Family's Prince. We'll see if you survive then!

Di An forced a chilling smile and hurried to follow.

But in the next second, his expression turned rigid, and he gasped involuntarily. His eyes widened.

"This, this..."

He saw one of the leaders of the Ten Thousand Martial Guards bow respectfully to Chen Yang, an unforgettable expression of deference on his face.

"Governor, please rest assured and entrust Miss Sisi to me. I will ensure she arrives safely at Qiyun Road," Ji Ping said respectfully.

In a flash, Di An stumbled back several steps, his lips trembling. He stared at Chen Yang, who in that instant seemed majestic and formidable, his aura soaring to the heavens. Di An's limbs began to tremble uncontrollably.

He was the same person, but with the Martial Guard's action and words, everything had changed in an instant.

How could this guy be ordinary? The Governor... the Nine Gates Admiral, the Zhennan Prince. This... this is... that legendary figure?!

Di An's eyes filled with terror and panic. His face flushed a fiery red, as if it were burning. Remembering what he had just said, he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. At the same time, a phrase came to mind: a small-time clown.

Seeing his expression, Li Si knew exactly what had happened and sneered. "My Yang was twenty years old when he led his troops into battle in Night Quiet Valley, slaughtering the enemy until they cast off their armor and fled. What were you doing then?"

"When he was twenty-five, achieving the highest military honors and etching his legendary victories in stone, his blood dyeing the yellow sands, what were you doing then?"

Li Si took a step forward, looking directly into Di An's eyes.

Di An staggered back several steps, his body swaying, nearly falling to the ground.

"At twenty-eight, he was exalted as the Nine Gates Admiral, crowned the Zhennan Prince! His fame spread to wherever the sun and moon shine and the mountains and rivers reach!"

Di An knew all of this; his breathing grew rapid.

Finally.

BANG!

He could no longer support himself and collapsed to the ground.

"I... I…" He tried to explain, but his throat was tight and trembling. A chill ran through him, and he couldn't utter a single word.

"Now tell me, what right do you have to mock him? What right do you have to stand before him so arrogantly, showing off your pathetic sense of superiority?"

Li Si's gaze was like a torch, her aura commanding.

It was clear she was truly furious. It was understandable, seeing the man she loved most being mocked and ridiculed again and again.

Chen Yang's expression remained largely unchanged, as still as a stone. He had no intention of bothering with a buffoon like Di An, but unexpectedly, Li Si had been the first to lose her temper.

That's fine, too. It will stop him from jumping around and being an annoyance.

Di An subconsciously looked toward Chen Yang. Only now did he realize that this young man, about his own age, was so tall and imposing. The restrained aura around him made him seem like a domineering king, whose martial prowess shook the world.

He never would have imagined that the man before him was the legendary figure who commanded the mountains and rivers, standing at the very pinnacle of power.

When his bodyguards were defeated, left with broken bones and torn tendons, he had assumed some hidden master was protecting Chen Yang. But now it seemed... did the mighty Zhennan Prince need anyone's protection? As long as he was unwilling, no one could probably get near him.

HISS! HISS!

Di An took a couple of deep breaths. He sat collapsed on the ground, not daring to move, and chose to remain silent.

He wanted to flee! Even if it meant running away in shame like a stray dog, he didn't want to stay here for another second.

Large beads of cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

Chen Yang pulled Li Si over and pointed to Ji Ping. "This is Chiliarch Ji Ping of the Ten Thousand Martial Guards. He will see you home safely."

"Thank you, Yang. Thank you, Chiliarch Ji," Li Si said politely, no longer paying any attention to Di An.

"Not at all, not at all." Ji Ping waved his hands repeatedly. He didn't dare speculate about the relationship between this female celebrity and Chen Yang; being polite was definitely the right choice.

"Go on."

Li Si pouted reluctantly. "Yang, I'm leaving now. Let's keep in touch."

Chen Yang nodded.

Li Si boarded the warship and sailed up the Tianshui River.

Only when her figure had completely faded from view did Chen Yang turn around, casting a casual glance at Di An.

That single look struck Di An like a bolt of lightning. He was so terrified that, with a THUD, he fell backward onto the ground.

...

「High in the sky, aboard a private jet.」

Inside the extremely luxurious cabin, more than a dozen people, young and old, sat in various positions.

Seated in the main position, a middle-aged man looked down on Lingjin City with a sinister gaze. "In this small Lingjin City, someone dared to kill my son. For that, this ancient capital will tremble!"