Chapter 683: Shen Anyu, You're Insane!
A pale, effeminate young man with a domineering and ferocious expression led a large entourage, aggressively surrounding Shen Anyu and Ling Qingcheng.
Who else could it be but Yu Guanxiong, the infamous Second Young Master of Yanxia's Yu Clan?
This unruly, arrogant scoundrel, a veritable scourge upon the world, was utterly incandescent with rage.
The sight of another young man holding Ling Qingcheng's hand and whispering intimately with her caused Yu Guanxiong's eyes to practically shoot flames of fury. The sheer possessiveness in his gaze was enough to make the air crackle with tension.
The numerous celebrities and magnates gathered nearby hastily retreated, creating a wide berth lest they be caught in the Second Young Master's destructive wake. Their gazes toward Shen Anyu were a mixture of morbid curiosity, schadenfreude, and pity. Not a single soul among them believed he could withstand the tempest of Yu Guanxiong's anger.
"That man is in for a world of hurt. The Second Young Master is genuinely furious this time!"
"Compared to the Yu Clan's Crown Prince, Yu Guanying, or their Little Princess, Yu Guannan, this 'Scourge' is the one you absolutely don't mess with. He's completely lawless!"
"Tsk, tsk, a beautiful woman is truly a calamity. An unparalleled beauty like Ling Qingcheng isn't someone just anyone can touch. This young man… he's doomed!"
The whispers rippled through the crowd of wealthy young masters and prominent figures, each a nail in the coffin of Shen Anyu's perceived fate.
From a distance, Zhou Yunhu watched with barely concealed glee. 'If this Shen Anyu is trampled to death by the Second Young Master, the Young Sect Leader will finally have his revenge for the stolen affection!' he thought, a venomous smile playing on his lips.
"Oh no, the Second Young Master is making trouble for Master Shen and Niece Qingcheng. What do we do?"
Zhang Yunhai, who had just parted ways with the pair, was holding a glass of red wine while conversing with other business magnates. The moment he witnessed the scene unfold, his expression soured dramatically. He had been so preoccupied with work that he was unaware Yu Guanxiong had set his predatory sights on Ling Qingcheng. Now, seeing the man charge forward with such blatant aggression, he knew this was a catastrophe in the making.
Zhang Yunhai had always been a man who valued his relationships. In this moment of crisis, his first instinct wasn't to distance himself, but to frantically rack his brain for a solution. He was so agitated he felt like stomping his feet in frustration, yet a profound sense of helplessness washed over him, leaving his face a mask of powerlessness and resignation.
Even as the chairman of the Yunhai Group and one of Hangzhou's top ten wealthiest individuals, he was utterly insignificant before the colossal might of Yanxia's Yu Clan. He simply could not contend with them.
He Yiyi, who was still holding Shen Anyu's arm, her heart aflutter with rosy dreams just moments before, turned deathly pale. The sheer menace of the approaching group sent a chill coursing through her.
"Don't worry, I've got everything under control." Shen Anyu gently patted He Yiyi's cold hand, then offered a reassuring smile to the equally worried Ling Qingcheng. He finally looked up, his gaze meeting Yu Guanxiong's with a lazy, half-amused expression. "Second Young Master Yu, you're carrying quite the swagger, aren't you?"
"Shen Anyu, it's you!"
Only then did Yu Guanxiong get a clear look at the young man with Ling Qingcheng. His pupils constricted instantly, his furious expression shifting to one of shocked recognition.
Yanxia's Yu Clan and Yanxia's Shen Clan were bitter rivals. While others might not have the clearance to recognize Shen Anyu, how could he not? He had been on the losing end against Shen Anyu more than once. He might be a local terror, but Shen Anyu was a true scion of a paramount family, his standing in the Shen Clan far exceeding Yu Guanxiong's own within the Yu Clan.
He vividly remembered last year in the Imperial Capital when a beauty he had fancied was effortlessly taken by Shen Anyu, causing him a great loss of face with no means of retaliation.
And now, Ling Qingcheng, the woman he had just set his sights on, was also being snatched away by the very same man.
New and old grudges surged into his heart like a tidal wave of fire. Yu Guanxiong's eyes turned bloodshot as he roared, "Shen! This is Hangzhou, not the Imperial Capital! You dare to steal a woman I want again, you bastard? I'll kill you!"
"Attack!"
At Yu Guanxiong's command, the black-clad bodyguards charged forward. Their faces were ferocious, their movements like those of hungry wolves and tigers, clearly intent on causing serious harm.
The few female bodyguards Ling Qingcheng had hired at great expense were sent flying with a single, brutal exchange, their professional training no match for the sheer force they faced.
Both Ling Qingcheng and He Yiyi turned pale with fright, their pretty faces drained of all color. Zhang Yunhai's heart hammered against his ribs in a panicked rhythm.
Only Shen Anyu remained utterly calm and composed, an almost playful glint in his eyes.
"Enemies truly meet on a narrow road. Shen Anyu, you came to my territory without your people. Let's see how I deal with you this time. I'll make you kneel and beg for forgiveness!" Yu Guanxiong's face was a twisted mask of vicious triumph. While he wouldn't dare to actually kill a direct descendant of the Shen Clan, he would absolutely humiliate him to vent his suffocating rage. What wouldn't he dare to do?
Besides, he knew his elder brother, Yu Guanying, had established the Hero Assembly precisely to counter Yanxia's Shen Clan. Humiliating Shen Anyu here and now would serve as a perfect opening act, dampening the Shen Clan's prestige before the real conflict even began.
"Is that so? Make me kneel and apologize?"
Shen Anyu chuckled softly. He had no interest in the tired trope of playing the pig to eat the tiger. While maintaining a low profile was a necessary precaution against the unpredictable Sons of Destiny—be it Immortal Venerables returning to the city, transmigrators with infinite flow, martial gods who appeared after ten years of signing in, or reborn prodigies armed with Systems—he had no fondness for being mocked or slapped in the face.
Revealing a sliver of his strength when appropriate wouldn't hurt.
With his current power, even a mere one-tenth of his true might would be enough to overwhelm the entire Yu Clan. Once one's personal power reached such a level, there were few concerns left in the world aside from those blessed by fate itself.
Yanxia's Yu Clan, an insurmountable behemoth in the eyes of the masses, was nothing more than a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in his eyes, to be butchered at his leisure.
Without even realizing it, Shen Anyu had already reached such a transcendent height.
A flicker of emotion stirred in his heart. Facing the elite bodyguards of the Yu Clan as they swarmed him, he didn't even bother to twitch an eyelid. He simply stated in a calm, level voice:
"Kneel."
In an instant, a vast and overwhelming surge of spiritual power descended like a collapsing sky.
Thud, thud, thud!
One by one, the Yu Clan's Xiantian realm bodyguards dropped to their knees as if they were dumplings being tossed into a pot, completely immobilized.
They fell in perfect, synchronized unison.
They formed a neat semi-circle with Shen Anyu at its center. The force of their impact was so immense that the polished marble floor beneath their knees shattered, sending a dense spiderweb of cracks spreading outwards.
Yu Guanxiong was no exception. He too crashed to the ground, blood seeping from his ruined knees. His face was ashen and drenched in a cold sweat of pure agony as he shrieked hysterically, "Shen Anyu, how dare you humiliate me like this! My elder brother will never let you go! The Yu Clan will never let you go!"
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