Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

Chapter 1587 - 1584: The Arrogant Young Master Courting Death!

As night fell, Li Chen entered Jingguan City and found an inn to stay at.

When Li Chen arrived in Jingguan City, it coincided with a lantern festival in the city.

Concerned about the safety of Xie Wanwan and her child, unable to sleep, he decided to take a stroll in the city to see if he could have any unexpected discoveries.

Halfway there, he suddenly saw a group of villainous thugs harassing a respectable woman.

The woman had a six or seven-year-old child with her, crying pitifully and begging them to let them go.

However, the more pitiable she seemed, the more arrogant and rampant the thugs became, even attempting to tear the woman’s clothes in the street.

With a sound of "rip," the clothes tore, revealing a patch of snow-white skin, attracting a crowd of spectators.

However, recognizing the identity of the thugs, no one dared to step forward and stand up for justice.

Seeing the woman and the little boy, Li Chen couldn’t help but think of Xie Wanwan and Xie Yun.

He wondered where they were now and if they had been bullied.

If they were bullied, how would they cope?

For a moment, myriad complex thoughts surged into Li Chen’s mind like a tide.

The obscene words of the thugs beside him only made him feel even more agitated.

"Stop!"

The thugs, about to force the situation, instinctively stopped upon hearing Li Chen’s shout, turning uniformly to look at him.

Soon after, the leading thug adjusted his sleeves and shouted harshly:

"Who are you? Are you tired of living, daring to meddle in my business?"

Li Chen looked at him and coldly said, "Who I am is not important. Get lost now, or else be careful with your worthless life!"

Hearing Li Chen’s words, the thug was momentarily stunned.

Then, as if hearing an incredibly funny joke, he couldn’t help but laugh loudly.

"Haha, kid, you look unfamiliar; you’re from out of town, right?"

Li Chen didn’t respond, tacitly confirming the man’s assumption.

At this moment, someone pointed at the leading thug and said mockingly, "Kid, this is the third young master of the Du Family, Du Jun. His elder sister Du Lan married into the Geng Family as the matron. His second sister Du Xiang joined the Imperial Royal Academy. You dare meddle in his affairs; are you a mouse seeking trouble by licking the cat?"

Li Chen coldly sneered and sternly said, "My patience is limited. ’Get lost’ is the word; I don’t want to say it a second time!"

After learning Du Jun’s identity, Li Chen still acted so arrogantly, which left everyone, including Du Jun, dumbfounded.

"Who is this guy? He must have a death wish!"

"He must be from out of town; let’s move away quickly to avoid getting splattered with blood!"

...

The bystanders, after some discussion, instinctively retreated, keeping a safe distance from Li Chen to avoid his misfortune.

Seeing Li Chen dare to be so arrogant, Du Jun immediately shouted sternly: "In this Jingguan City, no one is allowed to be more arrogant than me, Du Jun!"

After saying that, he waved to his sides and shouted, "Get him for me, kill him, and I’ll take responsibility!"

Upon Du Jun’s order, his underlings, like howling wolves, charged directly at him.

Facing such a bunch of wimps, Li Chen didn’t even want to bother with them.

He sighed lightly and said to himself, "Ah, isn’t living well enough? Why do you have to court death?"

After saying that, Li Chen waved his sleeve, unleashing waves of Sword Intent, like Death God’s scythe, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of these vicious dogs.

In just a moment, the ground was littered with bodies.

Yet, no one saw how Li Chen made his move!

Seeing that with just a wave of his sleeve, all his companions mysteriously died, Du Jun’s face turned pale with fear, realizing he had kicked a tough iron plate this time.

His legs shook wildly, and his eyes were filled with fear of death as he looked at Li Chen, devoid of his previous arrogance.

Li Chen’s gaze was indifferent as he slowly approached.

"Weren’t you pretty wild just now, saying that in Jingguan City, no one could be more arrogant than you? What now, scared stiff?"

Upon hearing Li Chen’s rebuke, Du Jun trembled all over, unable to utter a word for a long time.

After a long while, he stammered, "I, I, my elder sister is the matron of the Geng Family, and my second sister is in the Imperial College. You, you can’t kill me. Otherwise, neither my elder sister nor my second sister will let you off!"

Seeing that even now Du Jun dared to threaten him, Li Chen couldn’t help but coldly sneer.

"Heh, did I let you stand and talk to me? Kneel down!"

Before Li Chen finished speaking, Du Jun, unable to withstand the pressure, went limp and thudded to his knees.

At this moment, he was genuinely terrified, soiling himself, tears and snot streaming down.

"Please, don’t kill me, don’t kill me!"

Seeing Du Jun finally yielding, Li Chen coldly laughed.

"Earlier, I gave you a chance to live, but you didn’t cherish it. Now, begging for mercy feels a bit late, doesn’t it?"

Hearing this, Du Jun went pale as ashes.

He wanted to flee but faced with Li Chen’s overwhelming pressure that felt like a towering mountain, he couldn’t even stand, let alone make a getaway.

In utter hopelessness, he suddenly heard a burst of angry shouting.

"Who dared to commit a crime in broad daylight without respecting my Geng Family?"

Hearing this, everyone turned toward the voice.

"It’s Hee Chong, one of Geng Family’s four Guest Elders!"

"Hee Chong is here; he’s a Divinity Transformation Realm expert. It seems this young man is in trouble!"

"He brought it on himself. Why provoke the Du Family? Looks like no one can save him this time!"

...

Just when Du Jun thought he was doomed, he saw Hee Chong arriving, and felt like a drowning person suddenly grabbing a life-saving straw. He scrambled towards Hee Chong in tears.

"Elder Hee, save me, save me!"

Li Chen looked at Du Jun rolling on the ground like a dog, and just said coldly,

"Heh, even if the Emperor himself comes today, he can’t save you!"

After Li Chen spoke, he flicked a stream of Sword Intent, targeting the life gate at the back of Du Jun’s head.

"Crack!"

The Sword Intent pierced the air, penetrating Du Jun’s head on the spot, blood gushing out.

"Pfft!"

After spewing a mouthful of blood, Du Jun collapsed like mud into the pool of blood.