Chapter 271: The Arrogant Young Master

“Hey, do you think anyone will succeed in entering the Netherworld this time?”
“It’s hard to say. No one’s entered for years! It’ll probably be tough this time too.”
“Can’t tell. Don’t you know that Rod is participating this time? Maybe he can make it!”
“Yeah, and Ziyang from the Purple-Winged Thunder Eagle is also very strong!”
“Ziyang? Purple-Winged Thunder Eagle? Heh, you don’t know yet, right? The Purple-Winged Thunder Eagle has been destroyed! As for him? It’s even harder!”
Sitting aside eating dinner, Rod listened to the discussions around him and smiled bitterly. It seemed this grand event in the Netherworld would become a topic of gossip—no one had entered in years! Could he do it? He had to succeed at all costs.
Ziyang? It seemed they’d meet again. Who knew what kind of situation that would be? Now that he had sided with the war faction, he was considered a member of the demon race. What could he do now that his family was destroyed?
Perhaps he hated Rod deeply, wishing to tear him apart. Rod had to admit that the destruction of the Purple-Winged Thunder Eagle was closely related to him, even directly connected. But Rod felt no guilt. Everything that had happened to the Purple-Winged Thunder Eagle was their own doing. If they hadn’t brought it upon themselves, perhaps the Purple-Winged Thunder Eagle would still be the sixth family, enjoying unparalleled prestige. They deserved what happened to them.
“Hey, Rod, what do you think Ziyang will do when he sees you?” Rubio asked curiously. Enemies hate each other even more when they meet. How crazy could Ziyang become due to the hatred of his destroyed family?
“It doesn’t matter!” Rod replied indifferently to Rubio’s question. Once hatred was formed, it would be the same result even if they hadn’t destroyed his family. Why worry about it?
“Be careful with that guy. He’s very strong—probably at the advanced stage of the divine level, just one step away from the Yin Yellow realm. His physical strength is comparable to that of the fifth-tier demons, almost on par with yours. His speed, strength, and explosive power are all perfect. It’s hard to find an opponent among the divine-level beings. With the family destroyed, all their hatred will fall on you. He’ll definitely try to hinder you—be prepared!” Melon warned after a moment of thought. If there was one biggest obstacle for Rod entering the Netherworld this time, it was definitely Ziyang.

“Mm, I know!” Rod nodded in response to Melon’s words. If it were before, he might have worried, but now he didn’t care much. Instead, he was more concerned about the so-called trials. He was now at the advanced stage of the divine level, and Zi Yang was roughly on the same level as him. Back then, Zi Yang couldn’t kill him, and now even less so.

The Netherworld was inevitable. If gods stood in the way, he would kill them; if Buddhas blocked his path, he would kill them too. Zi Yang would only be a stepping stone for him. If Zi Yang refused to cooperate, what could he do but kill him?

“Hehehe… Everyone, move aside! Hurry up and get out of the way! Damn it, get out now!” Three people whispered in hushed tones. Just then, an unpleasant voice came through.

Immediately after, hurried footsteps were heard as a group of people strode into the hotel. There were about seven or eight of them. At a glance, their strength could be discerned—the leader seemed to be at the early stage of the divine level, while the other seven were at the quasi-divine level. The youngest person at the back only had the strength of a saint. After entering the hotel, they began searching one by one, seemingly looking for someone.

“The guards of York Town!” Melon murmured upon seeing the badges on their chests.

The others seemed to recognize those badges as well. Though furious at their rough behavior, they didn’t dare say much. York Town was a town under Ice City, and its guards were essentially the guards of Ice City. These people were official officials, and opposing them meant opposing Ice City, which meant opposing the pro-war faction. The implications were too great, so they could only endure in silence.

Offending these people would bring serious trouble.

“Search thoroughly! Don’t leave anyone behind! We must catch him today!” Upon entering the hall, the young man looked around arrogantly before speaking loudly. So young yet able to command the guards, yet his strength was so weak—it was obvious to anyone that he was a second-generation ruler with significant backing!

Hearing the young man’s words, the guards searched even more recklessly, examining everyone carefully as if trying to identify someone!

“Let’s go upstairs!” Melon said to Rod, tired of watching this scene. This wasn’t the time to cause trouble; there were more important matters to attend to. Wasting time here would be disastrous. With that, the three of them got up, ready to leave and return to their room upstairs—out of sight, out of mind.

“You! Come out! It’s you!”

“Sir, I… we are just ordinary people. We haven’t done anything!”
“Hurry up and come out! Take them away!”
A burst of arguing suddenly came through, drawing Rod’s attention. He stopped in his tracks and glanced to the side. There, an old man was being pulled out by a group of people!
“No, don’t catch my grandfather! He hasn’t done anything. Why are you arresting him?” At that moment, a young girl stepped forward from beside the old man and shouted loudly, pushing aside several guards to protect him.
She was a very beautiful girl—fair skin, bright teeth, large eyes, and long flowing hair. Her innocent appearance was endearing. It was hard to imagine how stunning she would become as she grew up.
“Oh… what a pretty girl! Hehe, these are them. Take them back. I want to interrogate them personally!” It seemed the young man had also noticed the girl.
A glint appeared in his eyes as he smiled and stepped forward to examine her, his gaze filled with desire.
“Why? You can’t arrest us. We…”
“Take them away!”
Without giving the girl a chance to explain, the young man waved his hand, signaling the guards to arrest them.
Everyone around witnessed this. How could they not understand what the young man was thinking? If you want to find fault, you can always make one up. Clearly, he was interested in the girl.
Disdain appeared in everyone’s eyes, but no one stepped in to stop them. They adopted an attitude of watching the show, suppressing their disgust and dissatisfaction. Such was human nature, fully displayed at that moment.
“Hehe, girl, not bad. This young master has taken a liking to you. Alright, take them back. Be careful—don’t hurt the pretty girl!” The young man waved his hand with a lewd smile.
“Damn you, bastards! These vermin!” Justice-minded Rubio could no longer stand it and was about to act!
“Wait!” Before Rubio could move, Merlon pulled him back.
“That old man isn’t ordinary!” Without waiting for Rubio to ask, Merlon said calmly. His eyes were sharp; he could see at a glance that the old man was extraordinary. Though he seemed frail, the aura he emitted made him seem as steady as a rock.
“Let’s go. We don’t need to get involved in this. Let’s head upstairs first!” Then, ignoring Rod and Rubio’s reactions, he spoke to the two of them.

Look at that old man; at this moment, his face truly showed no trace of panic or urgency, no anger or helplessness like an ordinary person would have in such a situation. He remained calm, with no expression at all. It seems Melon was right. Rubio followed Melon upstairs, with Rod close behind.

“You there, stop right now! I’m calling you—do you hear me?” But things turned out the opposite of what they hoped. Often, when you don’t want trouble, it finds you anyway. The three of them initially didn’t pay much attention to this matter but were blocked by a group of guards.

“Three people? Look up so I can see you!” The young man stepped in front of Rod and spoke slowly, his arrogant and domineering attitude repulsive to look at.

“What do you want?” Rubio, already annoyed, snapped in a deep voice.

“Oho… still so bold? It’s simple—this young master suspects you’re involved in a theft case. Someone, take them away for a thorough interrogation!”

“Hmph, just because you say so? What evidence do you have? Don’t abuse your power! Are there still any laws?” Full of justice, Rubio couldn’t stand such treatment and shouted angrily, his face blazing with fury.

“Evidence? This young master is the evidence! Laws? This young master is the law! I’m just using my power—so what?” With a cold snort, the young man spoke arrogantly.

Hearing this, Rubio was on the verge of losing his temper. Melon stepped forward, grabbed Rubio, and patted his shoulder to calm him down. Then he stepped forward and said to the young man, “Sir, we’re just passersby heading to Ice City. We can’t possibly be thieves!”

“This young master says so—stop talking nonsense and take them away!” Waving his hand impatiently, the young man turned to the girl and smiled again, saying, “Take this little beauty away too. Be careful not to hurt her!”

“Move! Do you hear me?” At that moment, several guards came over and shouted loudly. Whispers filled the restaurant as everyone watched, none stepping forward to uphold justice.

“Still not moving?” Seeing that the three of them wouldn’t leave, one of the guards kicked Rubio.

“Damn you, brat! Get lost!” Fueled by rage, Rubio exploded. With a roar, he quickly turned and punched the guard in the face before the guard could react.

A dull sound was heard, and in the next moment, the guard flew backward like a kite with its string cut. A string of bright red droplets fell from the air, along with two teeth—this was still the result of Rubio holding back a bit.