Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

At this moment, inside the garden of the King of the Eastern Sea.

The two Great Grandmasters brought by the Eastern Lord had already collapsed on the ground, with crimson blood dripping from the corners of their mouths and their auras growing weaker by the moment.

Although they had not died yet, they had completely lost their ability to fight again.

They were indeed at the peak of Great Grandmasters, but compared to Chen Dao and He Feng, who had spent years battling others on the brink of life and death, they were still far too weak.

The Eastern Lord watched in disbelief as the two Great Grandmasters lay on the ground, his eyes filled with terror.

Grandmasters of such caliber, who could walk sideways throughout the Eastern Sea, were now pitifully beaten!

From the commencement of the fight to its conclusion, it only took two to three minutes!

Chen Dao, holding a large saber, walked emotionlessly toward the Eastern Lord.

The cold blade of the saber pressed against the Eastern Lord's neck, which finally snapped him out of his shock.

He immediately turned to He Feng and said earnestly, "Commander He, we have known each other. Please plead my case to the Northern Liao King!"

"I was blinded earlier. Please, can the Northern Liao King be magnanimous and give me another chance!"

Upon hearing this, He Feng glanced at him indifferently.

The two had only met briefly at a meeting before; what familiarity was there to speak of?

It was impossible for He Feng to plead on his behalf to Ye Ling.

"To insult the lord, you deserve to die a thousand deaths!"

Chen Dao shouted furiously, his booming voice causing the Eastern Lord's ears to ring continuously.

"Lord, how should this man be dealt with?"

Chen Dao then looked at Ye Ling and asked.

Ye Ling glanced at the Eastern Lord and said indifferently, "Kill him."

"Yes, my lord!"

Chen Dao complied, and with a swift motion, a severed head rolled aside.

Su Rou, witnessing this scene, tightened her grip on Ye Ling's hands slightly.

Ye Ling shook his head and smiled, then immediately returned with Su Rou to the council hall.

Chen Dao and others also immediately followed.

Upon seeing Ye Ling and others re-enter the council hall, Wu Youwei's eyes flickered with fear.

"Ye Ling, the Eastern Lord he…"

Before Wu Youwei could finish his sentence, Chen Dao interrupted indifferently, "He's dead. I heard that you're his son-in-law? Would you like to visit your father-in-law?"

At these words, Wu Youwei collapsed on the ground, his eyes losing their light.

What did the Eastern Lord mean to Wu Youwei?

It represented status and power!

With the Eastern Lord's position in the Eastern Sea, becoming his son-in-law would undoubtedly lead to strong support from the Eastern Lord, propelling Wu Youwei to great heights in the military of the Eastern Sea.

But now, with the Eastern Lord dead, Wu Youwei's future had once again become uncertain.

"Ye Ling! You have killed the Eastern Lord. When the King of the Eastern Sea returns, you will surely pay for this!"

Wu Youwei's body trembled, his eyes bloodshot as he stared intensely at Ye Ling and said coldly.

Hearing this, Ye Ling stopped, turned his head to look at him, and said lightly, "I thought you were someone of substance, but it turns out you are just a petty person."

"How the King of the Eastern Sea will deal with me is none of your concern."

"Instead of worrying about my affairs, why don't you consider your own future?"

Having said this, Ye Ling led the group into the back hall without looking back.

Wu Youwei, on the other hand, felt as though someone had drained all the bones from his body, and he collapsed onto the ground like a pool of mud.

To him, the Eastern Lord held a completely different significance compared to the Wu family's Family Head and young master.

Although Wu Youwei was a member of the Wu family, as a collateral member, he had never been favored by the main family before joining the Eastern Sea Army, so he did not have a strong sense of belonging to the Wu family.

But the Eastern Lord was indeed capable of skyrocketing his status in the Eastern Sea Army!

The death of such an important figure was something Wu Youwei could hardly accept.

…

A night passed without word, and the next morning arrived.

Ye Ling and the others had found two vacant villas in the Eastern Sea Army's headquarters the previous night and had settled in directly.

From the moment they stepped into the Eastern Sea Army's headquarters, everyone acted as if they were back in their own home, without any reservations.

At this moment, the eastern horizon was just tinged with the pale light of dawn, but Ye Ling had already washed up and was standing by the window, watching the red sun slowly rising.
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"Knock, knock, knock!"

A series of knocks sounded at the door.

Ye Ling immediately turned and opened the door, and standing outside was Su Rou.

"Brother Ye, breakfast is ready,"

Su Rou said softly.

Ye Ling nodded slightly, smiling as he said, "Let's go, let's eat together."

Saying this, he took Su Rou's hand without waiting for her reaction, and headed downstairs.

After breakfast, Ye Ling and the others chatted in the villa, idling away the time.

Since the King of the Eastern Sea had not yet returned, they indeed had nothing to do at the Eastern Sea Army's headquarters.

For the whole morning, no one sought out Ye Ling's group for any trouble, as the horrific death of the Eastern Lord the previous night was enough to deter anyone in the Eastern Sea Army's headquarters!

Just before lunchtime, three jeeps suddenly rushed into the town.

Hearing the urgent roar of the vehicles, He Feng raised an eyebrow and said in a deep voice, "Such an aggressive approach, I wonder which Lord or Commander of the Eastern Sea it could be? "

"Hehe, you guessed wrong, the person in these vehicles should be the King of the Eastern Sea,"

Ye Ling said with a light laugh.

Upon hearing this, Chen Dao immediately responded, "Isn't the King of the Eastern Sea supposed to be out at sea having fun? How could he come back so soon?"

"But then again, it makes sense. The Eastern Lord died right here in the headquarters of the Eastern Sea Army, if the King of the Eastern Sea hasn't received the news by now, it would be rather incompetent of him!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than an aged yet imperious voice came from outside the villa: "Which youngster dares to gossip about me, the King of the Eastern Sea, in my own territory?"

"It's not your place to judge whether I am competent or not, youngster!"

The voice grew closer, and everyone immediately stood up and looked toward the villa door.

In their view, an old man dressed in a purple-gold robe, his beard and hair all white, appeared at the door.

Though his beard and hair were white, the old man's facial expressions still retained an intensely overbearing presence.

Moreover, the old man's movements did not show any signs of aging; on the contrary, they carried a hint of the vigor of a dragon or tiger.

This old man was the King of the Eastern Sea—the ruler of the Eastern Waters!

Seeing that the other party had arrived, Chen Dao also immediately said, "This... King of the Eastern Sea, please don't take it to heart, I'm just a bit too blunt with my words... "

"Hehe, I'm not so narrow-minded!"

The King of the Eastern Sea glanced at him, then shouted into the villa, "Ye Ling, boy, the King himself is here, why don't you come out to receive me!"