Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

"My lord, should we just chop them all down?"

Chen Dao suddenly spoke out.

Ye Ling did not even bother to respond to him.

Instead, he turned to the Northern Liao King and said, "Northern Liao King, I think this Manager Shen did what he did only to maintain the dignity of the Donghai military."

"Let's leave Manager Shen's case as it is. As for Wu Youwei, who kidnapped the princess and intended to assassinate me, his crimes deserve death."

"However, since he did not harm my fiancée in the slightest, spare him the death sentence, strip him of his cultivation, and expel him from the Donghai military."

Hearing this, the Northern Liao King nodded, clearly satisfied with Ye Ling's decision.

Ye Ling's reasoning was that this was the Northern Liao King's territory, and since the king was somewhat of an elder to Ye Ling, it was ultimately important to give some face to the other side.

Manager Shen was obviously a trusted confidant of the Northern Liao King, so Ye Ling naturally would not demand his life.

And Wu Youwei, although he had kidnapped Su Rou, was otherwise deemed to be a decent man; sparing his life was not unacceptable.

Stripping him of his cultivation and expelling him from the Donghai military was also a severe punishment.

"Let's do as the Northern Liao King suggested!"

"Bring someone!"

The Northern Liao King then spoke.

The middle-aged man immediately entered the villa and drew the sword at his waist.

With a flash of the sword, the ropes binding Manager Shen and Wu Youwei were instantly cut.

Manager Shen hurriedly turned towards the Northern Liao King and Ye Ling, gratefully saying, "Thank you, sirs! Thank you, sirs!"

"Go on then."

The Northern Liao King gestured with his hand and spoke.

Manager Shen dared not linger and immediately turned and left the villa.

Meanwhile, Wu Youwei was directly dragged away by the middle-aged man.

Seconds later, a harsh scream echoed from the villa, and everyone knew that Wu Youwei's powers had been abolished.

"It's time for lunch, my boy. You rarely visit the Eastern Sea, let me treat you to something special!"

The Northern Liao King's face broke into a smile again as he spoke to Ye Ling.

Ye Ling nodded slightly and said, "Then I'll trouble the Northern Liao King."

With that, Ye Ling and his companions promptly stood up.

The Northern Liao King also slowly got up, but as he stood, he suddenly yelped and clasped his back, then sat back down on the sofa.

"Oh, I'm getting old and good for nothing!"

The Northern Liao King held his back and spoke.

Ye Ling raised an eyebrow and immediately reached out to help the Northern Liao King up; as soon as he touched him, he could tell the extent of the king's physical condition.

After all, the Northern Liao King was getting on in years; although he was still a Great Grandmaster, he could no longer withstand the ravages of time.

Furthermore, the king's obsession with the pleasures of the flesh over the years had caused his strength to decline greatly, leading to his current condition.

"Making you see such a joke, sigh..."

The Northern Liao King sighed lightly, his voice carrying a touch of lament for the mercilessness of time.

Ye Ling, however, revealed a mischievous smile and whispered, "Northern Liao King, when you get old, you should accept it and stop chasing after those women."

"If you keep this up, your body won't be able to take it."

Hearing this, the Northern Liao King's face turned red, filled with embarrassment.

"Enough, enough, I'm already of such an age, I could lie down in the coffin anytime now," said the Northern Liao King.

"I've spent my life on the battlefield, can't I enjoy myself a bit before dying of old age?" he continued.

"I've heard you boy have received the legacy of the Medicine God, your medical skills must be exceptional. How about you treat this old back of mine?" the Northern Liao King waved his hand as he spoke.

Observing the Northern Liao King's demeanor, Ye Ling sighed softly in his heart.

The once renowned ruler of the Eastern Sea, who single-handedly oppressed all the Martial Artists in the region, now had become like this.

Ye Ling could tell that the Northern Liao King's mind was no longer on the Eastern Sea, but rather on indulging in pleasures.

Such is the twilight of a hero.

"This is simple, Northern Liao King, after all, you're still a Great Grandmaster. Recovery should be straightforward for you," Ye Ling nodded slightly and continued, "However, this would ultimately be draining the foundation of your body. Moreover, given your age, if you keep this up, even gods would struggle to heal you!"

Hearing this, the Northern Liao King's aged face immediately showed excitement.

"I knew you were no ordinary lad!" he exclaimed.

"Quick, quick, quick, get me some medicine to rejuvenate my body!" the Northern Liao King said somewhat excitedly.

Even though the Northern Liao King had aged, he was still a man. As his body became increasingly overdrawn and as he aged, his virility suffered greatly.

How could the imposing Northern Liao King tolerate this? Hearing that Ye Ling had a way to restore him, naturally, he was extremely thrilled.

The Northern Liao King grabbed Ye Ling's hand, his eyes full of excitement.

However, Ye Ling did not move but said in a stern tone, "Northern Liao King, recovering the deficit in your body isn't something a few doses of medicine can resolve."

"Together with my medicine, if you pick up the martial arts you've neglected for many years and train again, only then can you restore your vitality."

"With this approach, living another decade or so shouldn't be a problem!"

Upon hearing this, the Northern Liao King who was holding Ye Ling's hand suddenly let go, and even the excited expression on his face gradually faded.

"So troublesome? Forget it, let it be. When I die, I die," he said.

"Let's go have some drinks!" the Northern Liao King said with a somewhat forlorn expression.

Upon hearing he needed to pick up martial arts again, the Northern Liao King actually gave up on the treatment!

Watching the somewhat forlorn figure of the Northern Liao King, Ye Ling's mind was filled with myriad thoughts.

The once great ruler, having grown old, had now ended up like this!

Ye Ling shook his head and sighed softly, following along with Chen Dao and others.

In a huge private room in the back kitchen, the Northern Liao King, along with Ye Ling and others, took their seats.

Perhaps because the Northern Liao King had returned to the main base of the Eastern Sea army, several commanders who hadn't shown up before also appeared.

Nevertheless, these commanders sat aside and paid no attention to Ye Ling and others. Their mood wasn't high, likely knowing already about Wu Youwei being stripped of his cultivation and expelled from the Eastern Sea army.

They didn't want any involvement with Ye Ling, even though they knew he was the Northern Liao King. They still had no intentions otherwise.

The reason they were sitting here was just because of the Northern Liao King.

The Northern Liao King, although he had neglected the affairs of the Eastern Sea in recent years and was often absent from the Eastern Sea army's main base, was still, after all, the ruler of the Eastern Sea!

The Northern Liao King initially wanted to invite a few young and beautiful women to join them for dinner, but Ye Ling directly refused.

This gave Ye Ling a whole new understanding of the Northern Liao King's incompetence.

Towards such a seemingly hopeless Northern Liao King, Ye Ling could only smile bitterly in his heart.