Chapter 292 - Song Ming!

Half an hour later, Wang Xinyue finally returned.

Her cheeks were slightly red, and she kept her head down as she came to the dining table and sat down, immediately starting to eat.

Qiao Wenhui smiled and said,

“Xinyue, how are you feeling?”

“I…

am very hungry!”

Wang Xinyue devoured a large amount of delicious food, leaving Lv Fang staring in astonishment.

While they were eating, Zhou Yu’s phone suddenly rang.

Zhou Yu took out his phone and saw it was from Li Meng.

“Big brother Zhou, it’s bad, someone has broken in here, they are very powerful, my brother is resisting, but he’s injured…”

Zhou Yu abruptly stood up.

“I’m coming back right now.”

After hanging up, he briefly spoke to Lv Fang and then quickly walked outside.

Lv Fang also realized something serious had happened on Zhou Yu’s end, and he hastily said,

“Zhou Yu, do you need my help?”

Zhou Yu was straightforward.

“Brother Lv, find a car, give me a ride.”

“No problem, I’ll arrange that right away…”

At that moment, Wang Xinyue ran out.

“Auntie, Uncle-in-Law, I’ll take him.”

Lv Fang looked surprised.

The sun rising from the west?

Qiao Wenhui seemed to see through everything and quickly said,

“Xinyue, then you quickly drive Zhou Yu.”

“Alright.”

Soon, Zhou Yu was in Wang Xinyue’s red sports car.

Along the way, Wang Xinyue drove very fast.

Meanwhile, she curiously asked,

“What happened?”

Zhou Yu said in a grim voice,

“It’s going to rain, mother is going to remarry, someone is seeking death, I’ll fulfill him.”

Wang Xinyue was startled by Zhou Yu’s cold tone.

At that moment, she suddenly found that Zhou Yu, who she always thought was very ordinary, had suddenly become somewhat mysterious.

Wang Xinyue did not ask further questions, focusing on driving, and within less than twenty minutes, the car entered Li Meng’s villa.

Zhou Yu’s Divine Sense had already spread out.

At this time, the villa was a mess inside.

Shui Tianyue and Li Meng were cornered.

Zhu Sanlong, covered in blood and swaying, still stood in front of them.

In front of Zhu Sanlong, there was a man in his thirties.

This man was tall and handsome, with a face full of smiles.

If it were another situation, it wouldn’t be strange for him to be mistaken for a celebrity.

But at this moment, his smile was chilling.

“It looks like you can’t hold on much longer.”

“I’ll ask you one last time.”

“How exactly did my master Chang Hui die?”

Zhu Sanlong’s eyes nearly spat fire, but he said nothing.

The man’s eyes flashed coldly.

“Congratulations, you’ve lost your last chance.”

After finishing his words, the man was about to act.

At that moment, a voice came,

“I killed him.”

Upon hearing this voice, the man paused and turned around.

Zhou Yu strode in.

Seeing Zhou Yu, both Shui Tianyue and Li Meng showed expressions of surprise.

The tense nerves of Zhu Sanlong eased at that moment.

“Zhou Yu, he is Song Ming, a Direct Disciple of the master Chang Yuan from Yongle Palace, be careful!”

After using his last bit of strength to say this, Zhu Sanlong could no longer hold on.

Thump!

He fell to the ground.

Song Ming, however, measured Zhou Yu with a mocking smile.

“Zhu Sanlong sacrificed his life to buy time, and I thought someone impressive was coming.”

“Turns out, it’s just a young kid who hasn’t fully grown his hair out.”

“Do you really think you can kill my master?”

“What a joke.”

Zhou Yu said coldly,

“Why don’t you try and find out?”

Song Ming laughed,

“Quite arrogant.”

As he spoke, he rushed towards Zhou Yu with a speed so fast that Li Meng and the others could only see an afterimage.

Zhou Yu appeared to be stunned, showing no reaction.

Song Ming, however, revealed a sneer.

He had seen too many such scenes.

He had encountered many opponents most of whom couldn’t even make out his form before they died.

They died without knowing how.

What he enjoyed most was seeing the bewildered expressions on their faces.

Bang!

Song Ming’s punch hit Zhou Yu’s body.

However, the expected scene of Zhou Yu spitting blood and flying back did not occur.

Instead, a sound like heavy metal colliding was heard.

Song Ming felt like his punch had not hit a person, but rather struck a giant cauldron.

Zhou Yu did not move an inch.

He had detected the moment he entered that Song Ming was at the minor Innate level.

With his current mastery of the Golden Cauldron Technique, even standing still, Song Ming could do nothing to him.

“You…”

Song Ming’s face changed drastically.

In that instant, he realized he had kicked an iron plate.

Song Ming reacted very quickly, not even thinking before turning to flee.

“Thinking of running now?

Too late!”

Zhou Yu raised his hand and struck out, a powerful burst of True Qi directly pouring onto Song Ming’s back.

Splat!

Song Ming spat out a mouthful of blood, flew sideways, heavily crashing into a wall, and then slowly slid down.

“You…

are actually a major Innate…”

Wow—

Song Ming struggled to get up, but another mouthful of blood sprayed out, his expression faltering, and he collapsed to the ground again.

Zhou Yu quickly approached Zhu Sanlong.

At that moment, Li Meng and Shui Tianyue were helping Zhu Sanlong.

“Big brother Zhou, my brother…”

Li Meng couldn’t stop her tears.

“Don’t worry, he won’t get into trouble with me here.”

After speaking, Zhou Yu began examining Zhu Sanlong’s injuries.

Immediately, he employed the Acupuncture Technique to alleviate his condition.

A few minutes later, Zhu Sanlong’s condition had visibly improved.

“He is not in grave danger.

Let’s help him to a room to rest.”

“Okay.”

Li Meng hurriedly assisted Zhu Sanlong back to his room.

Meanwhile, Zhou Yu approached Song Ming.

“Who sent you?”