The Sword God of the Universe

City Lord Chen Bing's gaze swept fiercely toward Jing Chengye.

He knew that Jing Chengye definitely wouldn't easily hand over Jing Yan to Cang Long for punishment.

He sneered coldly in his heart. In his view, the decision of Jing Chengye and the Jing Family was undoubtedly very foolish. Jing Yan was indeed a prodigious talent, and with Jing Yan's emergence, the Jing Family's future would benefit tremendously. It was normal for the Jing Family not to want Jing Yan to die. However, the Jing Family should clearly understand the current situation.

Failing to obtain Cang Long's forgiveness would eventually lead Cang Long to move against the Jing Family—an outcome far graver than the death of just one Jing Yan, as the entire Jing Family would fall into irreparable ruin. Cang Long himself might not truly pose a threat to the Jing Family, but Cang Long's younger brother, Cang Yu, who was a Pill Master and disciple of Little Pill King Gao Zhao Hai, certainly could.

Thus, City Lord Chen Bing felt that the decision of Jing Chengye and the Jing Family was very foolish.

"Jing Clan Patriarch, you need to think this through clearly. Have you thought about the future of the Jing Family?" Chen Bing asked with a cold smirk, looking at Jing Chengye in a deep voice.

"City Lord Chen Bing, are you suggesting that to please Mr. Cang Long, my Jing Family must unjustly sacrifice a talented martial artist?" Jing Chengye was also somewhat angered.

From the beginning, Chen Bing had intended to sacrifice Jing Yan.

Indeed, whether Jing Yan lives or dies has nothing to do with you, Chen Bing. But Jing Yan is a member of the Jing Family; how could the Jing Family just push him out like that?

You, Chen Bing, as the Deputy City Lord of Donglin City, now only wish to please outsiders and sacrifice a martial artist from your own city. Do you have no sense of responsibility at all?

Jing Chengye also met Chen Bing's gaze directly.

"Insolence!" Chen Bing shouted coldly.

"Jing Chengye, you are too arrogant. How dare you speak to me like this? Humph, if it weren't for the sake of your Jing Family, do you think I would speak so favorably of you in front of Mr. Cang Long? Now, you can't even sacrifice one from your Jing Family for him? Do you realize if Mr. Cang Long becomes angry, your Jing Family will vanish from Donglin City!" Chen Bing said furiously.

Jing Chengye's confrontation had embarrassed him.

In this plaza were Outer Court Deacons of Divine Wind Academy, Red Lotus Academy, and Dao Yi Academy—Mr. Cang Long, Leng Zhu, and Qing Mo.

All these notable figures were watching.

And there stood Jing Family Patriarch Jing Chengye daring to confront him, Chen Bing, the Deputy City Lord, and even questioning him, which naturally infuriated him greatly. If not for his lack of authority to mobilize a large number of Armored Guards from the City Lord Mansion, he would have even considered ordering the Guard to wipe out the Jing Family.

Wiping out the Jing Family, although it would have a terrible impact, if he could curry favor with Cang Long, then the harm brought about by eliminating the Jing Family could be entirely disregarded.

"City Lord Chen Bing, can I just ask, are you really the Deputy City Lord of Donglin City?" Jing Yan, standing behind Jing Chengye, now slightly turned his body and stepped forward, asking Chen Bing.

"Uh?"

Chen Bing had not paid much attention to Jing Yan.

In his view, the only one worthy of conversing with him from the Jing Family was Jing Family Patriarch Jing Chengye. Jing Yan, although a promising junior, had not yet come into his own, and speaking with him obviously didn't qualify.

Thus, Jing Yan speaking out surprised him.

"Of course, I am the Deputy City Lord of Donglin City," Chen Bing haughtily said.

Although he felt Jing Yan was not worthy to speak to him, he still answered this question.

"Then I don't quite understand," Jing Yan smiled, and he continued, "As the Deputy City Lord of Donglin City, the actions you're taking now seem to contradict your role!"

"Deputy City Lord Chen Bing, between Suo Wen and myself, anyone with eyes and a brain can discern right from wrong. I can say that I made no mistakes, yet you, as the City Lord, because of Suo Wen's master, Mr. Cang Long, who has a significant background, fear Mr. Cang Long and seek to please him, disregarding the lives of the Jing Family disciples under your control in Donglin City. Don't you think you're being excessively unfair?"

Jing Yan's words were loud.

By speaking out, he effectively tore his relationship with Chen Bing completely.

Jing Yan recognized that no matter how much he begged or pleaded, Chen Bing was never going to stand with the Jing Family. Since Chen Bing was aligned with Cang Long in any case, why bother being fetchingly servile?

"How audacious!"

"You little brat, you've got some nerve! Even your Jing Family Patriarch here doesn't dare speak to me like this, yet you, a little rascal, dare to challenge me?" After Jing Yan finished speaking, Chen Bing could no longer restrain himself, standing up abruptly with Primordial Energy surging, shouting furiously at Jing Yan.

His face also turned red, appearing ferociously intimidating.

Although Jing Yan's words were harsh, they were defensible, and Chen Bing simply had no way to refute them.

If Jing Yan were at fault for killing Suo Wen, it would be natural for him to pressure the Jing Family to surrender Jing Yan. But now, with Jing Yan not at fault, forcing the Jing Family to give up Jing Yan revealed his ineffectiveness as a Deputy City Lord. It was not just negligence—there was a suspicion of betrayal.

"Heh heh…"

"This kid really has nerves! City Lord Chen Bing, it seems this brat doesn't see you as a threat at all! This Jing Family, truly lacks insight! City Lord Chen Bing, what do you say now? Yesterday, you told me you would give me an explanation," Cang Long said in a taunting tone.

"Mr. Cang Long, I assure you, I will give you an explanation!" Chen Bing exhaled deeply and said through gritted teeth.

"Jing Chengye, I now explicitly demand that you hand over Jing Yan to Mr. Cang Long for handling. As for your Jing Family, you also need to provide thirty million Spirit Stone as an apology to Mr. Cang Long," Chen Bing looked again toward Jing Chengye.

"Don't speak yet, wait until I've finished!" seeing Jing Chengye about to speak, Chen Bing waved his hand imperiously to interrupt.

"If your Jing Family cannot do this, then don't blame me for being heartless. I can guarantee that Donglin City will no longer have a Jing Family. Jing Chengye, don't doubt my words; once I've spoken, I will act. This little beast, Jing Yan, must die—today, he must die," Chen Bing spoke while his gaze turned fierce, glaring menacingly at Jing Yan.

A kid barely into his teens daring to question him in such a manner, causing him to lose face before the deacons of the Three Major Academies. Now, even if Cang Long were willing to let Jing Yan go, he would not agree.

"City Lord Chen Bing, that's the courage a City Lord should have!" Cang Long expressed his satisfaction with Chen Bing's attitude.