“Oh? Still acting tough?”
Wang Yuwei glanced at her with surprise, then sneered coldly. “I hope you’ll still be this tough in a moment.”
As she spoke, she raised her delicate hand, and a wave of lightning surged out of thin air, forming a prison of thunder that instantly enclosed Liu Shiyu.
Crack!
A bolt of lightning detached from the cage and struck Liu Shiyu directly.
A shrill scream pierced the air as Liu Shiyu’s hair stood on end.
“Xiaoyu!”
Liu Tianxiang and his wife rushed to the edge of the lightning cage, but they didn’t dare approach. They could only shout anxiously from outside.
Liu’s mother turned and dropped to her knees before Wang Yuwei with a loud thud, pleading, “Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Violet Thunder Holy Land, please, I beg you, spare my daughter’s life!”
Wang Yuwei replied indifferently, “Relax. She won’t die. This is just a small punishment.”
She had already lowered the intensity of the lightning to its minimum—enough to cause extreme pain to both body and spirit, but not fatal harm.
The guests watching could only sigh softly.
Liu Shiyu had already endured the scorching of Heavenly Fire, and now she was being electrocuted. The torment she was suffering today was simply too much.
But in the end, it was her own doing.
Xia Feng and his father had gone to her family and humbly requested to call off the engagement. She refused and instead chose to humiliate Xia Feng and the Xia family in front of all the major figures in Xingyu City during the engagement banquet, using the moment to flaunt her and her family’s power.
Unfortunately, she had never anticipated that four top-tier Holy Maidens would come for Xia Feng and stand up for him.
If Liu Shiyu hadn’t schemed or played such tricks, she wouldn’t be suffering all this torment and humiliation.
Not only did she endure extreme suffering, she also lost her status as a disciple of the Mist Mountain Sect.
From now on, the Liu family probably wouldn’t be able to raise their heads again in Xingyu City.
Even the Liu family’s standing among the city’s three major clans might be in jeopardy.
If they had known this would happen, why did they act that way in the first place?
As for Wang Yuwei, she was completely unmoved by such a pitiful scene.
In the dream, what Liu Shiyu and her family had done to Xia Feng went far beyond this.
This minor punishment was already being merciful.
One bolt after another continued to strike Liu Shiyu, and her screams never stopped.
However, the crowd noticed that with every strike, the lightning cage grew smaller.
“Husband, I’ve helped you get revenge. You really shouldn’t be angry with this kind of woman—it’s not worth it,” Wang Yuwei turned to Xia Feng and said gently. This chapter is updated first at g.com.
“I’m not angry.”
Xia Feng gave a bitter smile. At first, when Liu Shiyu broke off the engagement in public, he had indeed been furious. But ever since the Heavenly Fox Holy Maiden punished her, that anger had mostly dissipated.
And now with Lin Wanqing, Zhao Lingxuan, and Wang Yuwei all stepping in to stand up for him, he had no reason to say anything.
After all, Liu Shiyu’s actions not only humiliated him but also insulted the entire Xia family. The fact that he didn’t retaliate himself was already lenient. There was no reason to stop the Holy Maidens who were defending him.
“Husband is so generous—I love you to death.”
Wang Yuwei’s beautiful eyes sparkled with admiration. Without hiding her affection, she wrapped her arms around Xia Feng’s neck and leaned in for a kiss.
Xia Feng was startled and quickly turned his head away.
Smooch!
Her red lips landed on his cheek, warm and wet.
“Miss Wang, that’s really inappropriate.”
Xia Feng wiped the moisture off his face and suppressed his flustered heart.
Damn it, this one was even more aggressive than Zhao Lingxuan! She kissed him the moment she arrived—scared him half to death.
And that wasn’t even the worst part—why so much saliva?!
Everyone present widened their eyes in shock.
Was this really something they should be witnessing?
Would the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Violet Thunder Holy Land start silencing witnesses?
Better not look.
Almost everyone instinctively covered their eyes—but all left big gaps between their fingers.
Even the Iron Horn Sect Master and other strong cultivators who had just arrived were stunned.
That was the first Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Violet Thunder Holy Land, and she just kissed a… martial trainee?
Could it be that this boy had some hidden, terrifying identity?
“Brother, mind telling me who that young man is?”
“Master Niu, that’s our Xingyu City’s Young City Lord, Xia Feng. He’s sixteen and still only at the martial trainee level,” the man answered respectfully.
The Iron Horn Sect and Mist Mountain Sect were the two closest mid-tier sects to Xingyu City. They were the top choices for local prodigies. Naturally, no one dared offend them.
“Young City Lord of Xingyu City? Does he have any other identities?” Master Niu asked again.
Being the Young City Lord of a small city wasn’t enough to impress even a mid-tier sect master like him—let alone a Holy Maiden from a top-tier holy land.
The man shook his head. “That’s unclear. The former City Lord of the Xia family was appointed from elsewhere. No one knows his true background. Even after his death, no one from the outside ever came looking for him. So, he probably didn’t come from some great background.”
“That doesn’t add up…”
Master Niu frowned.
If he had no special identity, why would the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Violet Thunder Holy Land treat him like this?
Other sect leaders nearby were also asking their local contacts and receiving the same answer. Everyone was confused.
“What’s wrong with that? You’re my husband. Of course I can kiss you. And you should call me wife. ‘Miss Wang’ sounds so distant.”
Wang Yuwei clearly didn’t care. She even pouted and leaned in to kiss him again.
This time, Xia Feng was prepared and quickly blocked her with his hand.
“Husband, don’t be shy—just one little kiss.” Wang Yuwei wasn’t giving up.
Everyone watching was stunned. Why did this Holy Maiden look so much like… a rogue?
“You shameless rogue! Get your hands off him!”
Yu Siya, Lin Wanqing, and Zhao Lingxuan finally couldn’t take it anymore and rushed over.
Yu Siya and Lin Wanqing each grabbed one of Wang Yuwei’s hands, while Zhao Lingxuan wrapped her arms around her waist and forcefully lifted her off Xia Feng, then unceremoniously tossed her aside.
Wang Yuwei flipped midair and landed steadily. Her brows arched as she shouted coldly, “What are you doing? I’m just being affectionate with my husband—what’s it to you?!”
“Wang Yuwei, do you have any shame? Forcing a kiss on a good, innocent man in public—have you no sense of decency?”
Yu Siya glared, her voice icy cold.
“And he’s not your husband. Stop deluding yourself,” Lin Wanqing added coldly.
“Didn’t you see we’re lining up? You think you can just cut in? Not a chance,” Zhao Lingxuan huffed.
The three women stood protectively in front of Xia Feng like loyal guards, firmly preventing the rogue from getting any closer.
Lining up?
Everyone who heard that was left speechless.
Four top-tier Holy Maidens fighting over a man—this was getting out of control.