The Martial God who started at Mantuo Manor

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He looked at her, his eyes filled with undisguised mockery: "Young Master Zhao truly has the world in his heart."

"But I wonder, when they ganged up on me just now, trying to fleece me, why didn't you talk to them about the people's livelihood?"

He took a step forward, and his domineering aura surged again, heading straight for Young Master Zhao.

"In the end, you 'noble people' and your so-called 'righteousness' are nothing more than tools to bind others and make things convenient for yourselves."

You want to use this to intimidate me, Wang Meng?

You're still too green.

"presumptuous!"

Zhao Gongzi's face darkened at his blunt words, and a cold glint flashed in his bright eyes: "Wang Meng, don't think that you can run rampant in this Jiangnan region just because you have brute strength!"

Let me tell you, there is still law in this world!

If your actions today were reported to the authorities, it would be considered inciting a disturbance and intentionally causing harm!

"The government?"

"The law?"

Wang Meng took another step closer.

The two were now less than three feet apart, and the peculiar fragrance became increasingly clear.

It is not any of the floral or powdery scents that Wang Meng is familiar with, but a strange mixture. The top note is a relaxing sweetness, like ripe fruits in midsummer, but if you take a deep breath, you can detect a hint of spiciness hidden under the sweetness, like the strongest liquor, straight to the top of your head, pulling your soul down.

As the exotic fragrance entered his nostrils, the inexplicable heat that had risen deep within his dantian instantly transformed from a wisp of flame into a blazing fire. The scalding warmth began to spread slowly and steadily along his meridians to his limbs and bones.

His gaze suddenly sharpened like an eagle's, locking onto the exquisitely beautiful face opposite him.

"In this room, right now, I am the law!"

Wang Meng's voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable determination.

He pointed to the bloodied and mangled hand still pinned to the table by ivory chopsticks and said to the terrified crowd around him, "Anyone who disagrees will suffer the consequences."

After he finished speaking, his gaze returned to the "Young Master Zhao".

His gaze was no longer one of simple scrutiny and confrontation, but rather filled with a coldness and mockery that saw through all pretense.

"Mr. Zhao?"

Wang Meng slowly and mockingly savored those three words, a cruel smile playing on his lips. "A nobleman from Dadu?"

He suddenly reached out, as fast as lightning, and grabbed "his" chin.

This attack caught Young Master Zhao completely off guard.

Wang Meng's thumb roughly rubbed against her smooth, delicate skin, forcing her to raise her head and meet his eyes, which seemed capable of burning everything.

"The scent on you doesn't smell like the incense from the Central Plains!"

Wang Meng's nose almost touched hers, his voice was extremely low, yet every word was like a knife: "It's more like something you grassland people use to urge livestock to move when you're locked in a tent."

That's despicable and vicious.

If I take you back to the government, I'm afraid I can exchange you for a great degree!

Princess of Ruyang Prince's Mansion.

hey-hey! "

Young Master Zhao's pupils suddenly contracted!

The composed and aristocratic air on her face finally cracked, and a look of extreme shock and disbelief appeared in her eyes.

How did this guy find out who he was?

Could it be... that there was a mole within the organization who betrayed us?

Wang Meng looked at her finally changing expression and smiled even more sinisterly.

"I don't care if you're some godforsaken city, a princess or a noblewoman on your Mongolian steppe, or the precious daughter of some Khan!"

He tightened his grip on her chin, almost crushing her bones, "But you better remember this!"

His voice suddenly rose, filled with undisguised contempt and murderous intent, echoing throughout the private room: "This is Jiaxing Prefecture, the domain of my Great Song Dynasty!"

This is not a place where you Mongol barbarians can run wild!

"On the territory of my Great Song Dynasty, what I say is the law!"

Your Mongols' bullshit 'Eternal Heaven' has no jurisdiction over this place!

"It won't save you!"

These words were like a thunderbolt, not only completely tearing away Zhao Min's disguise, but also instantly escalating the unspoken test between the two to the level of national and personal hatred!

Madam Ruan and the grain shop managers were terrified and turned pale.

They never dreamed that this seemingly wealthy "Young Master Zhao" was actually... a Mongolian nobleman!

Zhao Min trembled violently, not from fear, but from extreme anger and humiliation!

She was born a proud daughter of heaven, how could she have ever suffered such humiliation?

Wang Meng's words "Mongol Tartars" were more hurtful than any sword!

In an instant, a fierce, unyielding killing intent flashed in her eyes.

But she quickly suppressed that murderous intent, replacing it with an extremely cold and cruel smile.

She stopped struggling and let Wang Meng pinch her chin. Her beautiful eyes, covered with a layer of mist, stared intently at Wang Meng, as if she wanted to engrave his image into her very bones.

She realized that any scheming or verbal wit would be futile in dealing with a man like him.

Only by using the most absolute power to completely crush him and trample him underfoot can we wash away today's humiliation!

And the day to wash away this humiliation will soon come!

The air in the private room seemed to solidify, and the cloying, spicy, and strange aroma permeated the air, becoming so strong that it was nauseating.

And that peculiar fragrance grew stronger and stronger in this silent confrontation.

Wang Meng suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The burning sensation within him was rapidly intensifying, spreading from his lower abdomen to his limbs and bones. His blood and qi surged, giving him a primal urge to feel thirsty and parched.

When Wang Meng looked at "Young Master Zhao" opposite him again, he felt that the scenery in front of him began to distort slightly, with a layer of blood-red halo.

Her exquisitely beautiful face, in his eyes, became both deadly allure and the entrance to hell.

That captivating blush was not the shyness of being moved by love, but rather the reflection of poison on her fair skin!

Those shimmering eyes weren't dreamy, but rather filled with the coldness and mockery of someone who had seen through his pathetic state after their plan had succeeded!

She wasn't infected at all!

"It's you!"

Wang Meng's mind went blank for a moment, and he understood everything in a flash.

From the moment she began discussing matters of public welfare, the fragrance was faint, gradually growing stronger as the two engaged in a heated exchange of emotions.

She kept provoking him with her words, causing his blood to rush to his head and accelerating the onset of the poison!

What a vicious woman!

Wang Meng felt a burning rage in his lower abdomen, making his eyes bloodshot and his blood seem to be roaring and about to burst through his veins.

Wang Meng is Wang Meng after all.

In the final moment before his reason was destroyed, the overwhelming murderous intent and ferocity in his heart overwhelmed his lewd desires!

Violence breaks the situation!

Wang Meng no longer had any hesitation.

His figure left an afterimage in place, and with a suppressed, beast-like growl, he instantly crossed the last distance between the two!

"you!"

A look of astonishment flashed in Zhao Min's eyes. She had calculated the timing of the "Qingsu Beifeng" attack, but she hadn't expected that Wang Meng could still unleash such terrifying speed and killing intent under these circumstances!

The next moment, her slender, snow-white neck was firmly gripped by a large, burning hot hand, as hot as a branding iron!

The feeling of suffocation and the man's burning heat simultaneously made her dizzy.

Wang Meng lifted her slightly off the ground, and with his other hand he gripped her chin, forcing her to look him in the eye.

His bloodshot eyes burned with a pure, destructive madness.

"I admire you. You really have guts to set this up yourself!"

Wang Meng's voice was hoarse and dangerous, each word sounding as if it were squeezed out from between his teeth.

With his throat gripped, Young Master Zhao showed no sign of panic; instead, a cruel yet beautiful smile of a victor appeared on his face.

Looking into Wang Meng's pained and struggling eyes, she parted her red lips slightly and mouthed silently, "Young Master Wang, I wonder how the incense used to incense this beast of Mongolia tastes?"

At that very moment, a sudden burst of rapid clashing sounds of weapons rang out from the lobby downstairs!

This is the signal she sent!

She had planned from the beginning to take down Wang Meng, and then use that to coerce Li Qingluo into sabotaging the grain transport plan!

For this reason, she was willing to put herself in the game and lure Wang Meng into the trap!

At the same time, a loud crash!

The carved wooden window of the private room was shattered by two extremely cold palm strikes from the outside!

Amidst the flying sawdust, two ghostly figures burst through the window, carrying a chilling aura that could freeze one's blood. They pounced on Wang Meng from the left and right!

One of the newcomers was tall and thin with sunken cheeks, while the other was short and stout with a sleazy appearance.

Their timing was absolutely perfect!

It was at that very moment when Wang Meng was poisoned, his mind was in turmoil, and he had captured a hostage. His old strength was exhausted, and his new strength had not yet been generated!

Two hands, gleaming with a chilling blue aura and accompanied by a deadly howl, struck directly at Wang Meng's vital points on his chest and back!

Faced with this deadly siege, a ferocious glint flashed in Wang Meng's crimson eyes.

Instead of letting go of Zhao Min, he shouted and unleashed his inner strength without reservation, twisting her soft body around and using her as a human shield to block her in front of him!