Chapter 91: I Can Kill You Without Taking Responsibility—Do You Believe Me?

“Bang!”

A muffled thud.

Ajie was kicked hard, flying backward and skidding several meters across the stony mud before barely stopping.

“You’ve got a face but refuse to accept it!”

The bald giant sneered as he stepped forward, his eyes brimming with mockery:

“How many times do I have to say it?”

“Want to go in? Fine! Pay up!”

“Ten thousand for a guide fee—drop a single coin, and I’ll break your hand today!”

“I… I won’t pay!”

Ajie gritted his teeth, forcing the words out through them:

“This is public land… why… why should we pay you?”

“This scroll is mine… we’re capable of clearing the dungeon ourselves—why should we pay for a guide?”

“Why?”

The bald giant laughed as if hearing the funniest joke, turning to his guild members:

“Guys, this kid’s asking why?”

“Hahahaha…”

A burst of laughter erupted around them.

The bald giant’s laughter cut off instantly; his eyes turned viciously cruel:

“Kid, in this area, the Killer Shark Guild is heaven—what we say is law!”

“I say you need a guide, you need one.”

“Pay up… or lose this hand.”

With that, he moved.

The bald giant raised his right leg sharply; a dull yellow glow flared.

Skill: [Shatter Rock Kick]!

If this kick landed, it wouldn’t just crush bones—it could flatten steel into a disc.

The onlookers around them covered their eyes, unable to watch.

This was the tragedy of ordinary people here—no background, no strength.

Ajie closed his eyes in despair.

Sister…

Brother’s useless…

Just then,

A brilliant golden shield unfolded before Ajie.

“Clang—!!!”

The bald giant’s powerful kick struck the sudden golden shield.

Even at level 45, he felt only a faint numbness in his sole—his stance didn’t waver at all.

He retracted his foot in surprise, glancing curiously to the side.

Two young women were walking slowly toward them.

The girl on the left was petite, holding a massive shield radiating holy energy in her left hand and a knight’s sword in her right.

“As a professional, bullying the weak… don’t you feel ashamed?”

Chu Lingxuan’s voice sounded delicate, yet resolute.

Beside her,

Han Mengyao held a silver spear in one hand, its tip angled toward the ground, her silver hair stirring gently in the wind.

She glanced coldly at the crowd, a mocking smirk curling her lips:

“Ashamed?”

“Talking about shame to a bunch of apes? You’re giving them too much credit.”

“Muscles grow, but brains don’t. These useless wastes can only find their sense of existence by bullying the weak.”

The entire crowd fell silent.

The onlookers who had been watching the spectacle all drew sharp breaths.

This girl…

Her tongue is poison!

Here, she dares call Killer Shark Guild members “apes” and “wastes”?

The bald giant’s smile vanished instantly.

He narrowed his eyes and silently cast a [Scout spell].

The next second, he froze.

“Huh? So that’s where this overlord came from? Turns out they’re just two weaned wildcats?”

The bald giant’s wariness vanished almost entirely.

His guild members averaged over level 40; he himself was level 45.

This level gap was an insurmountable chasm.

Even an SSS-rank light-class professional couldn’t bridge it.

At that moment, Ajie on the ground recognized them—the very people who had rented his vehicle.

“Run! You can’t beat them! This is my problem—don’t get yourselves dragged in!”

Ajie struggled, shouting loudly.

He knew well: level 20 versus level 40 was suicide—even the greatest prodigy couldn’t survive it.

“Run?”

The bald giant sneered, “In this area, unless I give the order, even heaven’s king must stay!”

“Brothers! Surround them!”

At his command,

Dozens of Killer Shark Guild members sneered and closed in.

Just then,

“Move aside.”

A calm, authoritative voice rang out.

Everyone instinctively turned.

Three figures were parting the crowd, walking slowly forward.

The one leading was an unassuming old man.

Behind him, on the left, a girl with pink twin tails glared angrily at the guild members.

On the right, a boy with hands in his pockets moved with lazy indifference.

Xu Wenchang’s gaze swept over the menacing thugs, finally settling on the bald giant, then he spoke calmly:

“When did this land of Longguo become your private property?”

The bald giant frowned, about to curse.

But he was a seasoned veteran—he instinctively cast a [Scout spell] first.

The moment he saw the result, his body stiffened, pupils contracting violently.

Lv.88!

This frail-looking old man was a top-tier powerhouse at level 88!

Someone of this rank could instantly wipe out every single guild member here.

Yet the bald giant forced himself to calm down.

“Elder, this is our Killer Shark Guild’s business.”

“We have several level-80 experts—even our leader is level 82.”

“Elder, your strength is undeniable—but for a few unknown brats, are you willing to provoke the Killer Shark Guild?”

The bald giant spoke with forced boldness, a hint of threat in his tone.

In his view, guilds respected each other’s boundaries—no one would risk angering a local guild with multiple level-80 experts over low-level pests.

No one would offend a local guild with several 80-level experts just for a few lowly ants.

Xu Wenchang smiled.

He pulled out a badge and pinned it to his chest.

A five-clawed golden dragon coiled around a sword, gleaming brilliantly in the sunlight.

At the same moment,

Lin Mo and Han Mengqing also took out identical badges and pinned them to their chests.

Ahead, Han Mengyao and Chu Lingxuan exchanged glances, then silently withdrew their own golden badges.

Five badges glowed simultaneously.

In that instant, an invisible pressure swept over the entire scene.

At this moment, an invisible pressure instantly enveloped the entire scene.

The golden dragon on the badge seemed to come alive, radiating an aura of supreme disdain for all living things.

“That’s…”

“Five-clawed Golden Dragon entwined around a sword! Yes, it’s the Dragon Order Class!”

“What?! Dragon Order Class? No way, is the national team showing up?”

“Exactly, no doubt about it—only the National Direct Elite Dragon Guard and the Dragon Order Class are authorized to wear this badge!”

No wonder... no wonder these two girls dared stand up to the Crazy Shark Guild... this is their source of confidence?

A sudden stir erupted through the crowd.

“Dragon Guard? Dragon Order Class?”

The bald giant’s legs buckled, his lips trembling:

“Impossible… how could these people show up in this hellhole? Fake! It has to be fake! How dare you impersonate state-privileged personnel?”

He shouted, as if volume alone could drown out his inner terror.

“Fake?”

Xu Wenchang’s lips curled into a faint smile.

He slowly raised his hands.

Hummm—!!!

A dark-gold light flashed.

A pair of ancient-style gauntlets, engraved with dragon-scale patterns, enveloped his hands.

The moment the gauntlets appeared, the surrounding space trembled faintly, as if unable to bear the terrifying power.

“Holy shit… that… that’s…”

“That’s the [Shaking Heaven Dragon God Gauntlets]! The sole exclusive weapon of the [Dragon Fist] profession! Only one person in the entire Dragon Nation owns it!”

“Xu Wenchang, a member of the Dragon Guard and instructor of the Dragon Order Class!”

The crowd exploded in chaos.

If the badge could be forged, this unique, one-of-a-kind weapon could never be faked!

This is the Dragon Order Class!

Genuine national team!

Seeing this, the bald giant was utterly crushed, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Xu Wenchang gently moved his wrists.

His voice was calm, yet carried an oppressive, suffocating dominance:

“Now, do you still think it’s fake?”

“Those bearing the five-clawed golden dragon badge may execute first and report later—Dragon Authority granted.”

“If I kill you right here today, I don’t even need to file a report or bear any responsibility.”

“Do you believe me?”

The bald giant felt the mountain-like killing intent.

Cold sweat had long soaked his back.

He believed.

He truly believed.