Chapter 323
He snapped back to reality.
Duan Yu quickly responded.
The four family generals followed after them together.
Half an hour later...
A group of six finally arrived at the entrance of Zhao Tianlong Temple.
However.
Before they could even rejoice.
The once-empty surroundings instantly gathered hundreds of martial artists.
In the blink of an eye.
They surrounded the area completely.
Seeing this.
The four family generals' eyes sharpened.
Without the slightest hesitation.
They all drew their weapons and shielded Duan Zhengchun and his son in the center.
They watched the crowd with wary eyes.
"You... who are you?"
"Why are you blocking our way?!"
He swallowed hard.
Duan Zhengchun's eyes flickered with panic.
He forced down his nervousness, feigning boldness as he shouted loudly.
But his tone carried not a shred of conviction.
It failed to intimidate at all.
Instead, it drew continuous sneers and mocking grins from the crowd.
It made Duan Zhengchun's face flush crimson.
His eyes brimmed with fury.
If not for the sheer number of people present.
He would have already attacked them!
And beside him, Duan Yu showed even worse behavior.
His face pale, his whole body trembling.
Deep in his pupils, threads of fear surfaced.
His legs grew faintly weak.
Had it not been for sheer willpower holding him up.
He would have collapsed onto the ground long ago.
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"What exactly do you want?!"
Watching the crowd stare at him with unmistakable malice.
Duan Zhengchun felt a chill in his heart, bluffing bravado to buy time.
Deep inside.
He silently prayed that the Gao Seng of Zhao Tianlong Temple would sense the disturbance and come to rescue him.
Unfortunately.
The people here were no fools.
How could they fail to see through such a simple matter?
A sword-wielding master stepped forward, sneering.
"Duan Zhengchun, you abuse your status to seduce women."
"After they become pregnant, you abandon them, leaving the children to suffer hardship and displacement from infancy."
"You are unworthy of being a man!"
"Today, my fellow martial artists have come together to demand justice for those women and their children!"
As soon as the words left his mouth.
The crowd erupted in chorus, echoing his words.
A cold smirk curled his lips.
His gaze toward Duan Zhengchun brimmed with hostility and menace.
Powerful auras erupted one after another among the crowd.
Causing the temperature around.
To plummet sharply at that moment.
'Could it be that I, the Prince, will die here today?'
Feeling the invisible pressure from all directions.
Duan Zhengchun staggered, his face turning slightly pale.
As the crowd was about to move.
Suddenly!
A powerful aura erupted violently from within the temple.
rapidly approaching this direction.
At the same time, a furious shout rang out from the void.
"Who dares to touch the royal house of Dali!!"
Vast internal energy drove the voice.
In but an instant.
It made every person present shudder all over.
Instinctively circulating internal energy to resist.
Some of those with weaker cultivation.
Even felt dizzy, their eyes swimming with stars.
Nearly tumbling to the ground.
'We're saved!!'
Hearing that familiar voice.
Joy flashed in Duan Zhengchun's eyes.
The taut nerves in his heart instantly relaxed with an involuntary sigh of relief.
At the same time.
The crowd, having steadied their hearts and minds.
Turned their heads toward the source of the voice, faces filled with fury.
They saw an old monk, leading a group of monks, hurrying over.
"Amitabha."
"This old monk is Master Kurong, greetings to all fellow cultivators."
"Might I ask what you all mean by surrounding our Prince of Zhennan — are you trying to intimidate Dali?!"
Arriving at Duan Zhengchun's side.
Master Kurong intoned a Buddhist invocation and demanded coldly.
As he spoke, his gaze was full of ill intent.
"Hmph! Old bald donkey!"
"If you want to play favorites, just say so outright — why tell such barefaced lies with your eyes open!"
"But you'd better think this through carefully."
"There are so many of us — do you really think that with your meager strength, you can actually protect him?!"
The blade-wielder gave a cold snort.
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