Chapter 813: No Face Given! The Sharp Edge of Xu Jingming!

"What's going on? Does Xu Jingming have a grudge against Wang Linyang?"

"I just heard that Wang Linyang's Black Crow Campaign involved Xu Jingming's senior brother."

"I've heard of the Black Crow Campaign too—back then, he was even sued by Mo Da in a military court."

"Wang Linyang's actions were indeed too aggressive back then, but the matter's over now, and he seems to have paid a heavy price."

"Yeah, I heard his assets shrank by nearly one-tenth."

"He paid the price and sincerely apologized—Wang Linyang has lowered his stance completely. This matter should end here."

"......"

Faint murmurs from eighth-rank Grand Masters rose around them.

In their eyes, sacrificing an entire legion to kill a single eighth-rank ferocious beast wasn't even a big deal.

Had it not been for Xu Jingming's senior brother being among them, they wouldn't have cared at all.

Yet among these people, some frowned slightly, clearly aware of deeper secrets.

Among them was Zhou Yu, director of the Mo Capital Public Security Bureau.

According to her, had Wang Linyang not been desperate for merit, the Ash Legion's main force would never have been destroyed.

If Wang Linyang had only shown more patience and pursued the matter gradually, he could still have captured that eighth-rank ferocious beast.

And...

Zhou Yu's beautiful eyes turned toward the tall, upright figure of the young man.

Though she'd only met Xu Jingming once or twice, she somehow felt he wouldn't accept Wang Linyang's apology.

Sure enough, facing Wang Linyang's raised cup, Xu Jingming showed no reaction—instead, he coldly said:

"Apologize? Sorry, if you want forgiveness for what happened to my senior brother Liu Ming, go talk to him."

"But from what I know of him, he'd probably rather tear you apart with his bare hands!"

"I only mentioned this to confirm your identity—didn't want to accidentally harm someone else."

After saying that, Xu Jingming paid no attention to Wang Linyang's reaction and turned to leave.

He believed any Mo Da student who learned of Wang Linyang's crimes would never forgive him.

Moreover, Xu Jingming had never interacted with many senior brothers and sisters.

Liu Ming was one of the earliest to help him the most—he could never forgive Wang Linyang on Liu Ming's behalf.

Nor would he seek an opportunity to kill Wang Linyang.

That was Liu Ming's own matter—he believed Liu Ming would one day accomplish it himself.

Of course,

if he encountered Wang Linyang in the Yer Secret Realm, he wouldn't mind giving him a good beating.

A small comfort for the spirits of Mo Da's fallen senior brothers and sisters.

"Ah, this..."

"Xu Jingming is so unyielding!"

Xu Jingming himself felt nothing, but the other eighth-rank Grand Masters in the hall were stunned.

Good heavens!

Wang Linyang was a seasoned eighth-rank Middle Master Zongshi, yet Xu Jingming gave him not a shred of face!

If it were anyone else, even if they seethed inside, they'd at least pretend—drink the wine, play along.

But Xu Jingming didn't even pretend—his revulsion was utterly unmasked.

"Truly dazzling—like a drawn blade, brimming with sharpness."

Zhou Yu murmured softly.

The adult world is full of calculations; among eighth-rank Grand Masters, even more so.

Behind every eighth-rank Master Zongshi often stands a legion, a super faction.

Unless absolutely necessary, no one lightly tears open the facade.

Especially when it's not even their own affair—just a senior brother's.

If any other person here had been in Xu Jingming's place, their resolution would never have been so "reckless."

"Even if Wang Linyang was in the wrong, Xu Jingming's actions will surely displease some here."

"Future cooperation with these factions may become far more troublesome."

Zhou Yu couldn't help shaking her head.

Yet when she recalled the scene in Mo Capital—Xu Jingming slaying Lu Wenliang as if Lei Shen had descended—

she suddenly felt she'd been worrying needlessly.

A twenty-year-old seventh-rank Middle-stage Master, SS-rank awakened ability user.

Someone like Xu Jingming wouldn't care what these eighth-rank Grand Masters thought of him...

As a legion commander, Wang Linyang naturally had his own pride.

Especially in such a setting—he'd lowered his stance so much, yet still received no softened reply from Xu Jingming.

Even if Xu Jingming had merely demanded a public apology, it would've been better than this!

"Xu Jingming, you're too arrogant!"

Wang Linyang's face turned ashen—he crushed the cup in his hand to shards.

But he couldn't do anything to Xu Jingming—only slink back to his own circle, humiliated.

"Linyang, with Xu Jingming's personality, he'll eventually crash hard—don't take it to heart."

"Exactly—he only killed one eighth-rank Lower-tier Blood Messenger."

"He might not even have eighth-rank Middle-tier strength, yet he's so bold—this time he's just here to fill a number."

"If things continue like this, I suspect the Lei Ting Martial Arts Hall will get caught up in it too."

"......"

Xu Jingming was the number one prodigy of Blue Star, a consensus among all, but that didn't mean everyone liked him.

Especially since Xu Jingming had killed Wang Mang of the Wang family and severely injured Li Hao of the Li family.

He was utterly unrestrained, earning the dislike of several old-established psychic clans.

Coincidentally, the several eighth-rank Grandmasters in Wang Linyang's small circle all came from these old, established awakened-ability families.

And after hearing these men's consolations, Wang Linyang's previously ashen expression finally eased somewhat.

"Jingming, are you alright?"

Ling Shuang walked over and asked softly.

"I'm fine."

Xu Jingming shook his head, "I just didn't expect to run into the killer who harmed my senior brother here."

"Then it's perfect—you can take revenge now."

Ling Shuang's beautiful eyes faintly glimmered with coldness, "Once we enter the Yer Secret Realm, if we meet him, I'll help you deal with him."

Ling Shuang had never been a merciful person; otherwise, she could never have reached this point.

Repay kindness, repay hatred—this had always been her guiding principle in all things.

To provoke Xu Jingming was to provoke her.

"Then don't go too far—just leave him alive."

Watching Ling Shuang's furious expression, Xu Jingming couldn't help but laugh. "Don't worry, I know my limits."

Ling Shuang's crimson lips curled slightly upward, smiling like a blooming flower.

After all, she was a powerhouse of Great Xia—just break his limbs and that's enough.

Whether he would be killed by powerful experts from other nations was none of her concern.

After all, she was also the Vice Principal of Mado Psychic University; if Wang Linyang truly died, it would be justice for her students.

After all, she was also the vice principal of Magic City Ability University; even if Wang Linyang had truly died, it would have been to avenge her students.