Nonsense! Master is not my wife.

"Then...what should we do then!"

They were already at a loss and placed all their hopes on their boss.

And Xiao Mazi also gave his answer: "Listen to him and go find the King of Hell!"

Old Ren has already gone to the palace to find Steward Sun, and what they have to do is to find the King of Hell. When the time comes, the two sides will join forces, and even the young man in white will not be their match.

The three of them set off quickly and rushed to the old place where they had agreed to meet the King of Hell.

Meanwhile, inside the inn, the little beggar and the servant were still trying to persuade the young man in white.

"Come with me quickly. The pockmarked boy's backer is the Wang family. You probably don't know the influence of the Wang family. Even the Lord of Manxue City has to look at their faces. Once the Wang family is disturbed, it will be a big trouble!"

The little beggar plucked up the courage to walk forward, tightly grasping the corner of the white-clothed young man's clothes with both hands, looked up at him, with a hint of pleading in his blood-red eyes.

She didn't want this kind-hearted man to lose his life because of such a small matter.

The servant then said, "Sir, you'd better leave as soon as possible. The ancestor of the Wang family is said to be a cultivator at the peak of the fifth realm. We cannot afford to offend him!"

"Thank you for your kindness."

The young man in white smiled at the two of them, and gently used his strength to loosen the little beggar's hands that were tightly grasping the corner of his clothes: "But, I also have a temper."

"If the backers behind them are reasonable and willing to apologize to me, I can let this matter go... If not, then I want to see with my own eyes the strength of the Wang family ancestor."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man in white disappeared.

The only people left in the room were the shocked little beggar and the servant.

Chapter 302 Silent Response

Outside the alley.

The figure of the young man in white appeared quietly.

He waited quietly for a while, and several figures appeared at the end of the street.

It wasn’t Xiao Mazi and his gang, but Lao Ren who left earlier.

In addition to him, there were several sturdy men in tight clothes, who were surrounding a gentle-looking middle-aged man and walking towards the alley.

"That is……"

Before approaching the alley, Lao Ren saw the young man in white standing there. Although it was a little blurry, he still recognized him. His face changed slightly and he quickly said to the middle-aged man in front of him:

"Butler Sun, that's the young master I told you about."

"it's him?"

Butler Sun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the young man in white in the distance. At the same time, he released his divine sense and swept towards the other person.

"Ok?"

But soon, Butler Sun raised his eyebrows.

Because as soon as his spiritual thoughts approached the young man in white, they would lose contact like a stone sinking into the sea.

"Interesting." He thought to himself.

"Huh? Where are the boss and the others?"

Walking closer, Lao Ren finally saw the situation on the other side of the alley clearly. What made him a little uneasy was that, apart from the young man in white, there was no sign of the Boss, Shadan and Erlangzi.

Butler Sun shrugged his shoulders and said, "Maybe they saw that person coming out and ran away in advance."

He knew the young but ruthless little pockmarked boy quite well, and knew that the other party must have run away long ago, and might be hiding in a corner and spying on this side.

However, he also admired the other party's temperament, otherwise he would not have brought people to help in the middle of the night.

Soon, they came in front of the young man in white, and the two sides were only a dozen meters apart.

The young man in white looked indifferent and just looked at them.

Seeing this, Butler Sun showed a proper smile on his face, clasped his fists towards the young man in white, and introduced himself:

"I am Sun Liang, the steward of the Wang family in Manxue City. What is your name?"

The young man in white turned his gaze and looked at Butler Sun: "Are you the person behind the pockmarked boy?"

Hearing that the young man in white had no intention of paying attention to his question, Butler Sun felt a little unhappy, but his smile remained unchanged and his voice was normal:

"I can't say I have a backer. I just have some connections with Xiao Mazi."

The young man in white nodded slightly, and then asked, "Is it worth it for you to come forward for him just because of a little friendship?"

Butler Sun finally realized something was wrong and his smile faded slightly: "What do you mean, sir?"

The young man in white seemed not to have heard what he said and continued to ask, "Are you really going to stand up for him?"

"What if I really want to stand up for him?"

Butler Sun's smile disappeared, and his tone was no longer as gentle as before. He suddenly turned cold: "Do you want to confront the Wang family of Manxue City?"

With an ancestor at the peak of the fifth realm in charge of the family, let alone Manxue City, even if you look at the area within a few hundred miles, their Wang family is an overlord. Only four or five families and sects can compete with them.

Although the strange young man in white looked like he had good cultivation, Butler Sun obviously did not take him seriously. This was not arrogance, but his confidence as a member of the Wang family!

Therefore, after hearing the young man in white repeatedly ignore his questions and ask his own questions, Butler Sun finally lost his patience.

He asked directly in a cold voice: "Where is Xiao Mazi?"

At the same time, he exuded the aura of a cultivator at the peak of the third realm and pressed towards the young man in white.

"It looks like you're going to stand up for him."

The young man in white remained calm and said calmly, "The people are not here yet. Don't you plan to wait until they are all here before taking action?"

But Butler Sun misunderstood and thought that the young man in white was waiting for reinforcements. He could not help it and immediately sent a telepathic message to the thug beside him: "Go!"

"Even if I can capture you, I can still find out where the pockmarked boy is."

Bang!

There was heavy snow on the streets.

Several figures rushed out in an instant, using various methods to kill the young man in white.

Facing the people coming to kill him, the young man in white looked calm and just raised his hand to suppress them: "Suppress them!"

boom!

The faces of the people who were rushing suddenly changed. It was as if they were carrying a mountain on their backs, pressing them down to the ground.

Among them, the most powerful butler Sun was only a few inches away from attacking the young man in white.

He finally fell at the feet of the young man in white, struggling hard, but no matter how he struggled, he could not get rid of the heavy pressure on him that was like a mountain. He could only fall to the ground in humiliation with an extremely ugly face.

"I've already told you to come back together."

The young man in white lowered his head and spoke to Butler Sun at his feet.

Butler Sun said nothing.

The young man in white did not limit his ability to speak, but he felt ashamed and chose to keep silent.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the young man in white didn't care and looked at Old Ren who was staring at them blankly not far away:

"Go to the palace and tell them that their people are with me. If you want to rescue them, bring the ransom."

Lao Ren might have been frightened and stood there motionless.

"Why don't you go quickly?" the young man in white repeated.

As mentioned before, he is not a saint and he also has a temper. Facing the ungrateful people like Lao Ren who received his favors but turned around to covet his wealth, the young man in white did not have a good face.

Lao Ren's body trembled before he came to his senses.

"Yes, yes, yes...I'll be there right away."

His voice was trembling, and he rolled and crawled back in the direction he came from.

The young man in white watched his embarrassed figure disappear at the end of the street. Suddenly he noticed something and turned to look across the street.

Across the street.

The little beggar stood in the snow, his blood-red eyes looking over here.

The young man in white smiled and appeared in front of the little beggar.

The sudden appearance of the figure seemed to scare the little beggar. She subconsciously took a few steps back, and then she reacted and looked up at the handsome face of the young man in white. Her blood-red eyes were full of brilliance:

"So, you are so amazing..."

The young man in white asked gently, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

The little beggar's excited expression instantly turned stiff when she heard this, and the light in her eyes disappeared in an instant. She thought the young man in white was trying to drive her away:

"I...I'll leave right away..."

After saying that, she turned and ran away.

But at this moment, the young man in white grabbed one of her arms.

The little beggar looked back blankly.

"What's wrong with you?"

The young man in white looked at her blood-red eyes in confusion, not understanding why her attitude had changed so drastically in an instant.

The little beggar was only a teenager after all. Facing the doubts of the young man in white, he said with a somewhat aggrieved tone: "You... didn't you chase me away?"

"Drive you away?"

The young man in white was somewhat confused by her words. After thinking carefully, he finally understood the ambiguity in his words and couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"What I said just now was not to drive you away. I was just wondering why you didn't leave and came back here."

The little beggar fell silent again.

Of course she wouldn't say that she came back because she was worried about him.

Seeing that she was silent again, the young man in white couldn't help but feel helpless, but he didn't force her, but said gently: "Since you are not leaving, then stay and accompany me. With me here, they can't hurt you."

Although the little beggar didn't say anything, she stretched out a little hand and slowly grasped the corner of the young man in white's clothes.

This was her silent response to him.

Chapter 303: Wang Family Ancestor

Wangfu.

“Hahahaha… Success! I finally succeeded!!!”

A burst of ecstatic laughter suddenly rang out in the silent secret room. With a loud "bang", the door of the secret room was kicked open, and then a tall figure walked out of the secret room, approaching with a majestic and mighty momentum.

The middle-aged man who had been waiting here for a long time had a respectful smile on his face and bowed to congratulate:

"Congratulations, Old Ancestor, for advancing to the Sixth Realm!"

"Hahaha……"

The Wang family patriarch was obviously very pleased with his compliments. After all, he had broken through the bottleneck that had troubled him for many years. At this moment, he was in an unprecedentedly good mood. He even became interested in family affairs that he rarely asked about on weekdays:

"Jingyu, has anything happened in the family recently?"

Wang Jingyu, the current patriarch of the Wang family, immediately replied respectfully: "Thanks to the reputation of our ancestor, our family has grown rapidly, and no nearby forces dare to conflict with us."

Upon hearing this, the Wang family ancestor nodded with satisfaction: "I was right about you, you did a good job."

Wang Jingyu smiled and shook his head: "It's all thanks to the ancestor. If it weren't for the ancestor's reputation to deter the villains, the family would not have developed so smoothly."

"You, you are still so humble."

Even so, the Wang family ancestor still smiled and said, "You are not busy now, right? Do you have time to walk with an old man like me?"

Wang Jingyu cupped his hands and said, "If the ancestor is interested, Jingyu will certainly accompany you."

The Wang family patriarch laughed and took a step forward: "Let's go."

Wang Jingyu followed the old ancestor with a smile, just half a step behind him.

But after the two of them had walked in the palace for a while, a cultivator came over and said, "Greetings, ancestor, clan leader."