Armipotent

The Young Lord squinted his eyes as he did not really have any means to force Ying to follow him. If he tried to force Ying, he and his faction would be expelled from the city. With the ongoing situations, they would be an easy target for the other factions. They wanted the Dragon's bloodline and were aware of that, so getting expelled from the city was the worst possible outcome for the Mistovel Family. There was no loophole where he could force Ying to obey the council aside from the empty threats.

"Your defiant attitude just makes you more suspicious, Ying. If you refuse to give a testimony, then the alliance will put you on a wanted list. You will have the honor of being the first person to enter the wanted list." The Young Lord added. However, that was just a weak argument in Tang Shaoyang's eyes, not convincing enough and not threatening enough.

"This is just funny at this point." Tang Shaoyang let out a chuckle. "The culprit has admitted their wrongdoings, yet you still seek for a testimony, forceful testimony with an absurd requirement." Then his face turned solemn all of a sudden, no longer having the previous playfulness. "Do you know that I just quit the Karian Adventure Guild? Do you know what that means?"

The Young Lord frowned deeper as he glanced toward the stairs where Guild Master Gortham was. The latter nodded his head, confirming that Tang Shaoyang was no longer part of the guild anymore. Tang Shaoyang was never part of the guild at first, but for the sake of the guild, he had to admit what Tang Shaoyang said to erase their involvement with Tang Shaoyang.

"That means I can do whatever I want without any consequence. I don't have to feel guilty like your sister or the Guild Master." Tang Shaoyang appeared right before the Young Lord. He held the man's neck and pushed the man down to the ground. The sudden assault was unexpected and caught them off guard, the Young Lord. He released his aura, which was much stronger than the aura he released upstairs.

The temperature in the lobby rose as people below Epic Ranks started to feel suffocated. The aura was too strong for them. The people who tried to help the Young Lord took a few steps back. It was just an aura, but it gave them fear enough for them not to get closer.

The Young Lord tried to shake off Tang Shaoyang, but the latter realized that he did not have enough strength to do so. He was being overwhelmed by a mere Ancient Rank. He struggled, kicking Tang Shaoyang's back, but it was futile.

Tang Shaoyang had used [Wrath] and [Attribute Shift]. While holding the Young Lord, he used the Grand Dragon Transformation. He no longer tried to hide his real strength. With the transformation, his Dragon Aura got even stronger, and mixed with his [Slayer Domination] and [Monarch Charisma], the Epic Ranks in the lobby started feeling suffocation. Meanwhile, the adventurers below Epic Ranks fell to their knees.

Tang Shaoyang brought the Young Lord's face closer to his, staring at the golden pupils. "I can kill you right here and right now, but that's too easy punishment for people like you. However…." He did not finish his words as he pulled the Young Lord's tongue and ripped it apart. The blood spurted out in Tang Shaoyang's hand as he held half part of the Young Lord's tongue.

The Young Lord let out an unintelligible scream, but then Tang Shaoyang was not over yet. After the tongue, his hand reached the Young Lord's right eye and plucked it off, causing the Young Lord to scream even more. Then Tang Shaoyang brought the Young Lord's ears close to his mouth and said in low, yet cold. "Remember this pain. Remember this feeling. You will forever remember this when you covet something that is not yours."

"STOP IT! YING!" It happened too fast and also unexpectedly, making Guild Master Gortham could not react in time. By the time he realized how severe the situation was, it was already too late. He rushed over to rescue the Young Lord of Mistovel Family. But then he realized that Ying did not have the intention to kill the Young Lord as Ying backed away.

Tang Shaoyang clicked his tongue as he looked at Old Man Gortham. "It's my mistake to give you a little bit of my trust, Old Man. I am too naive to think you will give me protection after I save your people, or maybe I overestimate you just because you are Demi-God Rank? It does not matter. A mistake is made, and I have learned from my mistake.

Tang Shaoyang scanned the lobby, and his gaze gave everyone chills on their back. "I guess I will be lenient and will not kill any of your people, but I can't guarantee what will happen next if I meet your people outside the city."

"Wait—" Before he could finish his words, Ying disappeared and was replaced with a Dragonewt in butler clothes. In the next moment, the Dragonewt also disappeared.

Again and again, Ying kept surprising him with something unthinkable. Gortham was sure that Ying had used the Bloodline Transformation just now, and he recognized the characteristic of the transformation, and that was a Dragon Bloodline. Not just Ying had a Golden Dragon as his familiar, but also the Dragon Bloodline. That meant Ying was closely related to a Dragon or his family was the same as the Mistovel, but Ying's family was closer to the Dragon than Mistovel by having the Golden Dragon as his familiar. Of course, that was just one of many conjectures in his head.

Gortham snapped out of his thoughts when he heard the pained yet suppressed scream. "Get the healers here." His heart skipped a beat when he saw how awful Lombard's condition was. He did not expect that Ying would be this cruel, but again, it was not like he could not understand why Ying was so angry.

Then he recalled the aura and also the Bloodline Transformation. It gave him a chill. It was him still an Ancient Rank; what if he reached Myth or even Primordial Rank?

'What have I done? What have I done?' A tinge of regret started to grow in his heart. He regretted that he was not hard enough to stand up for Ying.