"Master, young master..."
The servile looked fearfully at Wang Ying and inquired for his opinion.
If Xiang Chen really killed Wang Ying, not to mention whether he would kill him, the Wang family would not let him get away with it either.
"Let, let him go, let him go!"
Wang Ying was in so much pain that he was shivering and couldn't speak clearly.
"Yes."
The servant quickly released Ye Rou.
"Brother..."
Ye Rou cried as she rushed over and threw herself into Xiang Chen's arms, wrapping her legs around his waist.
"Brother, I was so worried, I thought you were in trouble before. It's really great that you're okay now."
Ye Rou hugged Xiang Chen's neck, crying.
"Don't worry, brother is okay now. Brother will take you away, and from now on, I will protect you and not let anyone hurt you again."
Xiang Chen embraced his little sister and felt extremely distressed. He had taken care of her since she was a child, watching her grow up from the age of two. Even though they were not related by blood, their bond was deep.
Patting Ye Rou's back, as if soothing an injured rabbit.
"Let's leave this place, we can't linger here for long."
Xiang Chen picked up a knife and prepared to leave. This was still the Wang family's territory.
The surrounding guests all made way and dared not stop Xiang Chen, their eyes filled with fear and shock.
Today, Xiang Chen was truly terrifying. He was nothing like the waste that the legends spoke of; he was like a killing god.
Even Wang Ying, awakened with a martial spirit, was no match for him, which was truly frightening.
Xiang Chen cuddled Ye Rou in his arms, pushed through the crowd, and headed for the gate to leave.
Why didn't he kill Wang Ying? It was simple. Xiang Chen had not completely lost his sanity. Wang Ying was the son of the head of the Wang family; killing him would certainly lead to the persecution of the entire Wang family.
Now was not the time to completely offend the Wang family. Among the descendants of the great families, as long as no one was killed, and no one's cultivation was damaged, killing a few servants was not a big deal.
As Wang Ying was helped up and the servants bandaged him, they all looked at Xiang Chen's departing figure with eyes filled with resentment.
"Xiang Chen, I will settle the score with you in the future. Without you, there's no me, and without me, there's no you. I won't rest until I have my revenge!"
Wang Ying roared in his heart, never having suffered such a big loss before. His arms had been disabled, he had been severely injured, and the woman he had in his hands had been taken from him. He had been humiliated and insulted in front of so many people! He must use Xiang Chen's life to pay for this hatred.
Soon, a group of people arrived and were shocked to see the scene and the bodies on the ground, their faces turning pale.
"Young master!"
A middle-aged man in his forties hurried over, his face changing when he saw Wang Ying, who was bandaged and looked like a wreck.
"Young master, what happened? Who did this to you?"
Wang Ce was angry. He was a steward of the Wang family and had strong cultivation.
"Wang Ce, you finally came. Hurry, go help me kill someone, Xiang Chen, it's Xiang Chen who injured me. I want you to capture him and bring him to me with his limbs broken!"
At the sight of the newcomers, Wang Ying immediately regained his energy and gave orders in anger.
"Xiang Chen? The second young master of the Xiang family?"
Wang Ce's expression changed slightly. Xiang Chen's background was not simple.
"Rubbish! He has already been expelled from the Xiang family, and even the queen of Lin wants him dead. Go and kill him for me! I want to see him alive or dead. Go quickly, and if something happens, I will bear the consequences!"
Wang Ying roared, his face twisted with malice.
"Yes!"
With Wang Ying's words, Wang Ce had no qualms.
"Follow me to pursue him. Which way did Xiang Chen go?"
Wang Ce asked the others.
"That way," someone immediately pointed out the direction.
"Follow me!"
Wang Ce led six capable men, all at the level of god-cultivators.
He himself was incredibly fast, bursting out with innate energy through his feet, allowing him to cover more than ten meters in a single step, comparable to a cheetah in speed.
Wang Ce was a powerhouse at the level of innate cultivation and could be considered a master in the martial world. Even at the lowest level of innate cultivation, his strength was far superior to that of a true martial artist with god-cultivation.
Innate cultivators also had a significantly longer lifespan, easily living to be a hundred and twenty years old.
On the street, Xiang Chen, still robust, ran away with his sister, causing people to retreat and curse as he ran like a wild bull.
"Brother, where are we going?" Ye Rou asked softly.
Xiang Chen's eyes also showed a hint of confusion at the question.
Yes, where to go?
The Xiang family, now controlled by the queen after his father's arrest, was no longer a safe place for them. They had been accused of fratricide, and returning to the Xiang family would mean certain death.
Where else could they go? Xiang Chen's brother's family, Xiahou Wu? Although the Xiahou family was powerful, Xiang Chen did not want to trouble his brother.
Moreover, with his father in prison, the Xiang family's situation was very sensitive, and people in the court would easily see who was responsible for targeting the Xiang family. His current status would not be well received at the Xiahou family.
Xiang Chen thought of another family, of a person, but then laughed at himself. That family was now even more unrealistic. She had already become the darling of the heavens, and with his current status, how could their past engagement be relevant? The love and affection from those days, she probably had long forgotten.
"Leave the capital and seek refuge with my grandfather and uncle!"
Xiang Chen decided to leave the capital. He had a close relative, his grandfather, from his mother's family, the Su family, who wasn't in the capital.
"Yes, wherever my brother goes, I will go."
Ye Rou naturally had no objections.
With a firm decision and a chosen destination, Xiang Chen ran towards the city gate.
"Xiang Chen, you injured my family's young master. Where can you escape to?"
At this time, a furious roar came from behind, rolling like thunder.
Wang Ce and his men had come to pursue them. Wang Ce kept leaping from rooftop to rooftop in pursuit of Xiang Chen, taking out a black bow and arrow and aiming at him.
Swish!
The arrow, filled with an incredible power, whistled through the air, flying over a hundred meters and heading towards Xiang Chen.
Xiang Chen instinctively dodged to the left.
Bang!
The arrow struck where he had just been, leaving a deep hole in the granite flooring, demonstrating its terrifying penetrating power.
The power of this arrow was no less than that of a sniper rifle.