Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

“Kill me! Just kill me, you b*stards!”

Sword Saint and King of Fighters were both covered in wounds from the torture at that point.

They were so beaten up that they couldn't even stand up.

Even though Sword Saint and King of Fighters were kneeling on the ground with their bodies all

covered in blood, they refused to have Jiangdong surrender to Chu Sect.

That was especially the case due to their strong sense of honor and pride.

Sword Saint and King of Fighters used to be the glorious leaders of China's martial arts world, and yet,

they lost to Chu Sect and were subjected to their torture.

They wanted to die to prevent further humiliation, but they couldn't even self-destruct as Chu Sect's

members had severed their meridians and drained them of their energy.

It's a shame that Tang Hao died in battle, but at least he died with honor and glory. We, on the other

hand, have to suffer this humiliating defeat and torture with no way out...

They were so desperate that they even started envying Tang Hao.

All they could do was beg their tormentors to put them out of their misery.

“Kill me, you f*cking b*stards! Just kill me!” King of Fighters shouted repeatedly.

You refuse to tell the people of Jiangdong to surrender, and yet, you have the audacity to beg us to kill

you?

Anderson got so mad that he slapped King of Fighters and sent him flying out of the room.

“You want to die? Well, dream on! I'm going to show your people how the former pillar of China and the

Hall Master of War God Castle are nothing but slaves at the mercy of Chu Sect! Hahaha!”

Anderson burst out laughing after saying that.

He really enjoyed being in a position of power and authority as he could crush others beneath his heel.

“And you! You're the Hall Master of War God Castle, so they won't dare disobey your orders! Tell them

to open up the formation and welcome us into Mount Yunding! Do it now!” Anderson continued as he

slapped Sword Saint across the face.

Sword Saint spat out the blood in his mouth and smiled as he shouted in Mount Yunding's direction,

“Listen up, all of you! You are now the last hope of China's martial arts world! The fate of the country's

future generation lies in your hands, so you must do everything you can to stay alive! Remember that!”

“What the f*ck? Have you lost your mind?”

I thought Sword Saint was going to do as told and have Li Er and the others surrender, but he

encouraged them to keep resisting instead!

Enraged by Sword Saint's stubbornness, Anderson delivered a swift kick to his face.

Sword Saint coughed up a mouthful of blood as he went flying from the impact and crashed into a

mountain nearby.

“You insolent fools! Do you two want to die that badly? Well, you'll get your wish once Chu Sect levels

all of Jiangdong!” Anderson yelled furiously.

Realizing that he could no longer rely on them to talk the people of Jiangdong into surrendering,

Anderson let out a helpless sigh as he made his way to a higher point on the mountain.

He then stared at the people of Jiangdong, who were protected by the fighters from Yunzhou, as he

shouted angrily, “All of you Chinese people, listen up! If you wish to rescue your precious pillar of

China, then open up your formation and let us in! Do it now, or I will kill your martial arts leader!”

Those words had barely left Anderson's mouth when he raised his sword and stabbed King of Fighters

through the shoulder.

“King of Fighters! You shameless b*stard! How dare you hurt our King of Fighters?” the martial artists

who fled Yanjing cried out with reddened eyes when they saw that.

They clenched their fists and wanted nothing but to charge into battle with Chu Sect.

“Hahaha! Open up and let us in if you want to save your precious martial arts leaders! Do it now, or

prepare to watch them die!”

The rage of the people on Mount Yunding only fueled Anderson's arrogant behavior even further.

Yes! This is exactly the response I'm looking for! If I control the leader, the people will have no choice

but to follow my command! King of Fighters is the martial arts leader of China, and Sword Saint is the

Hall Master of War God Castle. The people of China are loyal to these two, so they're bound to let us in

if I threaten to kill them!

Right as Anderson thought his plan would succeed, Li Er's laughter came from the top of Mount

Yunding.

“Hahaha! I suppose the martial arts world of Jiangdong should thank you Chu Sect b*stards then!

Thank you for destroying War God Castle for us! We've been holding a grudge against them for many

years now!”

Anderson froze for a few seconds before asking, “What are you saying? Have you lost your mind? The

War God Castle is the highest authority in your martial arts world! How dare you say such horrible

things about it? Oh, I get it now. You're putting up an act, aren't you? Do you think you can deceive me

by saying that? You think this will help save Sword Saint and the others?”

Having seen right through Li Er's trickery, Anderson let out a gleeful chuckle as he stabbed his sword

through King of Fighters' leg.

Blood came pouring out of the wound immediately.

Anderson thought he would see Li Er get mad, but the latter simply laughed even louder than before.

Not only did the other martial artists from Jiangdong not get upset in the slightest, but they also

cheered happily and laughed along with him.

“Hahaha! You still don't get it, do you? The martial arts world of Jiangdong stopped taking orders from

War God Castle a very long time ago! You see, Sword Saint and King of Fighters stopped Mr. Chu from

entering China back then. As if that wasn't bad enough, they even left him to die! Sword Saint and King

of Fighters are the culprits responsible for Mr. Chu's death! The people of Jiangdong have been

wanting to kill them since then, but we weren't powerful enough to do so. Thanks to you guys from Chu

Sect, we can finally get our revenge. I, Li Er, hereby request you Chu Sect b*stards to go ahead and kill

Sword Saint and King of Fighters! We want justice for Mr. Chu!” Li Er replied with a bow.

Realizing that he could no longer rely on them to talk the people of Jiangdong into surrendering,

Anderson let out a helpless sigh as he made his way to a higher point on the mountain.

Chen Ao and the others too stepped forward and said in unison, “Please help avenge Jiangdong by

killing Sword Saint and King of Fighters, you Chu Sect b*stards!”

Soon, hundreds of people on Mount Yunding were asking Chu Sect to kill Sword Saint and King of

Fighters.

“W-What... What the heck is going on here?” Anderson mumbled to himself in confusion.

He was completely dumbfounded by the way things had turned out.

This is completely different from what I had expected! Why do I feel like these people from Jiangdong

hate War God Castle even more than us? Are they really not putting up an act? Do they really want

Sword Saint and King of Fighter to die that badly?

“They're telling the truth, Mr. Anderson! Jiangdong is Chu Tianfan's territory, and Chu Tianfan has

always been at odds with War God Castle.

Sword Saint and King of Fighters were mostly responsible for Chu Tianfan's downfall back then. That's

why the martial arts world of Jiangdong stopped taking orders from War God Castle. In fact, they've

even gotten into fights with War God Castle on many occasions. If we go by this logic, then killing

Sword Saint and King of Fighters would benefit the people of Jiangdong the most,” said one of Chu

Sect members who was familiar with Jiangdong's history.

The look on Anderson's face turned gloomy the moment he heard that.

“D*mn it! Why the f*ck did things turn out like this?”

Furious that his plans were completely ruined, Anderson turned around and gave Sword Saint and King

of Fighters a vicious beating.

“You f*cking useless pieces of sh*t! You two are the martial arts leaders of China, and yet, I can't even

use you two as f*cking hostages! What good are you as a Hall Master if your own people have

deserted you? Why are you two even still alive? You two should just kill yourselves, d*mn it! F*cking

worthless garbage!”

After taking his anger and frustration out on them, Anderson kicked them to the side like dogs.

Although Sword Saint and King of Fighters had remained silent throughout the whole process, the two

of them were drowning in humiliation and regret.

What? We're the martial arts leaders of China, and yet, our own people want us dead even more so

than Chu Sect? The dishonor is unimaginable... We could never bring ourselves to face them ever

again!