Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

In Jinling, under the command of Gao Quan and others, the news of Ye Ling reclaiming his position as the Northern Liao King spread like wildfire, causing a huge stir throughout the Dragon Kingdom in an instant.

The transfer of power for the Northern Liao King was no small matter!

Upon hearing the news, the major families immediately prepared generous gifts and raced to Jinling without stopping.

Because, Ye Ling had prepared a celebratory feast!

This feast was not merely to celebrate Ye Ling reclaiming his position as the Northern Liao King, such a simple matter, but to prove to the world Ye Ling's status!

Chen Dao and others were naturally overjoyed in preparing for the celebration, personally taking charge of many aspects, all for the successful execution of the feast!

While some rejoiced, others were filled with worry!

Within the Xiao family's courtyard, Xiao Qing listened to his subordinates report the death of Xiao Yun at the hands of Ye Ling and others, and his swift reclaiming of the Northern Liao King's position, and he flew into a towering rage in an instant!

At that moment, his aura burst forth uncontrollably, and the entire room shook wildly, teetering on the brink of shattering!

"Damn it, Ye Ling, right! He's got some guts!"

"He even dared to kill my son!"

Every time he thought of this, Xiao Qing's heart nearly bled!

He had only one son, whom he adored and spoiled daily, saying that he held him in his palm for fear of scalding, and nurtured him in his mouth for fear of melting would be no exaggeration!

In Xiao Qing's view, competing with Ye Ling for the Northern Liao King's position was nothing more than a minor skirmish.

But he had never anticipated that Xiao Yun would lose his life over this!

This turn of events had caught him completely by surprise!

And that minion, trembling before him, did not dare to breathe too loudly, fearfully cautious that any misplaced word might lead to his own demise!

Xiao Qing's face was extremely somber, and at that moment, his fists were clenched with a crackling sound, while the murderous intent on his body nearly materialized into substance!

A moment later, Xiao Qing took a deep breath, his face twisted with a deep ferocity as he spoke slowly, word by word.

"Convey my command, all Xiao family martial artists of Grandmaster rank and above are to follow me to Jinling!"

"I have a grand gift to prepare for this Northern Liao King!"

Hearing Xiao Qing's words, saturated with killing intent, the minion shuddered violently.

"Yes, sir!"

...

In Wo Country, looking as if he had been in deep meditation, Shui Yeh Tianxiong suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint bursting forth from his pupils.

He took a deep breath, exhaling heavily, and the mighty power that filled the air slowly receded back into his body.

"Master, you're awake?"

Long Guming, noticing the movement beside him, quickly spoke up respectfully.

Shui Yeh Tianxiong stood up, stretched his limbs, and took a moment to survey his surroundings.

At that moment, his brow furrowed slightly, a hint of confusion spreading across his elderly face.

"Where is the Rakshasa Seven?"

Hearing this, Long Guming bowed slightly and promptly replied.

"Master, all seven of them have already gone to Dragon Kingdom to help Xiao Yun deal with Ye Ling's forces, and they have yet to return!"

Shui Yeh Tianxiong's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of needle points, a sharp gleam flashing through his now somewhat cloudy eyes.

After pondering for a moment, Shui Yeh Tianxiong said slowly:

"I'm afraid they're not coming back!"

Long Guming's eyes widened in astonishment, his face filled with confusion:

"Master, why do you say that? Could it be because the Rakshasa Seven have not returned yet?"

Shui Yeh Tianxiong slowly closed his eyes: "With their strength, taking down a force should not take them so long."

"If they haven't returned by now, there is only one answer: either they've been killed, or they've been imprisoned!"

Hearing these words, the confused look on Long Guming's face intensified.

"Master, according to our investigation, the Rakshasa Group that went to deal with the target was actually no match for them."

"Why would they..."

Long Guming didn't continue, but his small eyes were filled with great confusion.

"It's Ye Ling!"

Shuiyetianxiong slowly opened his eyes, his gaze intense, staring straight at Long Guming.

"We underestimated Ye Ling's strength!"

"It's not just us, the Rakshasa Group did even more so!"

Upon hearing this, Long Guming's face instantly filled with a hint of anger, his fists clenched so tightly they made a cracking sound, and the spiritual energy in his body uncontrollably spilled out at this moment.

Seeing this, Shuiyetianxiong's eyebrows almost twisted into the shape of the character '川', and his tone became serious.

"Long Guming, I've told you many times already!"

"What is the most important thing for an assassin?"

"It is to conceal one's own aura!"

"Look at your current situation, any slight change in emotions causes your spiritual energy to leak out."

"If it were during combat, any little mistake could cost you your life."

"Do you understand?"

"Disciple understands!"

Long Guming lowered his head deeply, his expression as devout as could be!

"You are one of the top five assassins in Great Wokoku, but with your potential, you could completely make it into the top three."

"What you lack now is calmness!"

"Your temperament is still too impetuous!"

Long Guming performed a respectful salute: "Master, what should I do?"

Shuiyetianxiong stroked his graying beard, his somewhat dim eyes looking into the distance, as if trying to see through the horizon.

After a long time, he spoke.

"Go to the Dragon Nation to help the Xiao family!"

"If you can make it back alive this time, the top three assassins of Wokoku will definitely include you!"

Upon hearing this, Long Guming saluted again: "Yes, Master!"

"Disciple will head to the Dragon Nation right away and will not disappoint you, Master!"

...

Three days later, what was originally an extremely calm Jinling became exceptionally noisy at this moment.

It was not for any other reason, but because today was the day Ye Ling held his celebration banquet!

Early in the morning, every road was already packed with people, to say it was crowded would be an understatement.

And Chen Dao, Ye Jiu, and others were already waiting early at the Su Family mansion, welcoming the arrival of the guests.

Inside the house, Su Rou was gently fixing Ye Ling's clothes, looking as docile as can be.

And Ye Ling, dressed in a dark black Chinese tunic suit, coupled with his chiseled and resolute visage, exuded a bit more dominance!

Looking at such a virtuous Su Rou, Ye Ling only felt something touch the softest part deep inside his heart.

Reaching out, he gently caressed Su Rou's lovely face, his deep and magnetic voice suddenly ringing by her ear.

"You look just like my obedient little wife."

Hearing Ye Ling's words, Su Rou's face instantly blushed immensely, spreading all the way to her neck.
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"There are so many people watching! Saying such cheesy things, you're really making me die of embarrassment!"

Su Rou extended her little fist and lightly punched Ye Ling's solid chest, covered her face, and fled as if escaping, quickly leaving the scene.

Leaving Ye Ling alone in the vast room, taken aback...