Chapter Ten: From Arrogance to Servility, a Remarkable Man in the South Seas

Ye Beidou struck Baxiong’s head with a palm, driving it into his chest cavity.

Snap!

The headless body fell backward, collapsing onto the floor.

Xu Zifu, who followed closely behind, widened her eyes and covered her mouth, stepping back two paces. Inside the conference room, even the seasoned senior members of the Xu family had never witnessed such a gruesome scene. Some of the female members immediately screamed aloud.

Mr. Ruan, seated nearby, abruptly stood up, his face shifting as he fixed his gaze on Ye Beidou.

Though Ye Beidou had used an unorthodox and underhanded method, Baxiong’s strength was undeniable; he was regarded as a “master” wherever he went, capable of holding command over a region.

A warrior possessing the power to captivate souls had already transcended ordinary human limits.

Yet now, Baxiong had died from a single palm strike delivered by this young man.

What kind of power was this?!

A terrifying suspicion arose in Ruan’s heart.

Could it be...

Before he could ponder further, Ye Beidou’s gaze shifted toward him, advancing step by step. His eyes seemed to harbor the greatest terror known to the world.

That overwhelming aura surged like a raging tide. Everyone present trembled violently; screams, murmurs, and panic abruptly ceased. No one dared utter a sound or move even slightly. Cold sweat soaked through their clothes involuntarily.

For the very first time, everyone realized that a person’s presence could be so dreadfully frightening.

“Are you in cahoots with him?” Ye Beidou’s voice was deep and resonant, the sound waves pounding against the walls and echoing repeatedly within the conference room, almost like demonic music.

At this moment, Mr. Ruan’s body hair stood on end. He felt as though the air in his lungs was being forcibly squeezed out. He did not doubt that any wrong move or incorrect answer would mean death at Ye Beidou’s hands.

“I am Ruan Guangqin. My master is the Great Virtuous One, the Supreme Lotus Master of the Southern Seas, a saint in physical form. I did not intend offense upon your arrival, esteemed senior; please do not blame me!” Ruan bowed deeply, his nose nearly touching the conference table.

“Your master also uses living people for cultivation?” The demonic voice sounded again, its killing intent still surging, neither weakening nor wavering.

In that instant, Ruan Guangqin broke out in even heavier sweat.

An expert of such caliber would certainly understand the realm of physical sanctification. Yet the other party remained unmoved upon hearing his master’s name. There was only one possibility: this person was likely a master of the same level as his own teacher.

He knew well how terrifying such a figure was. In the Southern Seas, all factions had to heed his master’s temper and show him respect.

This was a being who could stand atop human society by sheer personal power.

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