The Lingerie Tycoon’s Renown Resounded: Chapter 88 — To Cut Off a Man’s Wealth Is Like Murdering His Parents

Xiao Yang truly could not make sense of it. Even more impossible was it to imagine that a world-ending demon king and Li Junzi, who had devoted himself to the people and carried himself with spotless righteousness, could possibly be the same man.

Yet he also placed immense trust in Luo Xingchen.

Since Senior Luo had said it, then it must be true.

Still, Xiao Yang could not comprehend it at once.

By then, a chill had already gathered around Ye Mingyue.

“Li Minghao really has hidden himself well. To think he even managed to deceive me!”

“The whole world has been deceived by him,” Xiao Yang sighed.

Luo Xingchen clasped his hands behind his back and walked toward the imperial palace like an old official taking a stroll.

“Let’s go. We’ll go meet this brand-new Li Minghao.”

He took the lead toward the palace.

Ye Mingyue and Xiao Yang hurried after him.

The palace itself still appeared perfectly normal on the surface.

Neither the guards nor the officials had yet learned of Ye Tianyang’s death.

They continued their rounds, continued their duties; everything went on as usual.

When the guards saw Ye Mingyue, they were all startled. They had not expected the princess to return so suddenly.

Someone wanted to report to Ye Tianyang, but was stopped.

“We’ll go in ourselves. You all just keep doing your duties.”

Ye Mingyue understood the wisdom of not alarming the snake, and did not allow too much commotion.

Though the guards did not understand, they thought no further on it and simply nodded before returning to their posts.

Entering the palace, they met no resistance at all.

Luo Xingchen’s objective was also extremely clear.

It was the great hall where Li Minghao was currently located.

The hall doors were tightly shut, with guards stationed outside.

Seeing the three of them approach, the guards quickly bowed at once.

But this time, unlike before, they did not step aside.

“Immortal Luo, Princess Your Highness, His Majesty has given orders. He and Li Junzi have important matters to discuss, and no one is to disturb them. So…”

Ye Mingyue cut him off expressionlessly. “Move aside.”

The guard still refused. “That truly will not do, Your Majesty—”

Luo Xingchen did not waste words. Clenching his fist, he moved to strike the guard.

The guard’s expression changed slightly.

Just as the fist was about to land on him, a great mass of black mist suddenly surged out of the guard’s body.

At the same time, he shouted loudly, “All of you, fight with your lives on the line! We must not let them ruin the master’s great undertaking!”

The words had only just fallen when Luo Xingchen’s fist already smashed into him.

Even with black aura billowing all around him, it could not stop Luo Xingchen’s fist.

One punch, and he was dead on the spot.

Yet the words he had shouted before dying still served their purpose.

The nearby guards also erupted in black mist, each one throwing themselves at the three of them without regard for their own lives.

Luo Xingchen casually threw a punch, killing the first one that rushed up, then kicked the great hall doors open.

At the same time, he said to Xiao Yang, “The rest are yours.”

Xiao Yang’s face immediately turned bitter.

Though Luo Xingchen was like a one-hit kill machine, dropping each one with a single punch, Xiao Yang could clearly sense how strong these black-misted figures really were.

Each one was only slightly weaker than him.

Three or four of them together were enough to finish him off.

But how could he disobey the senior’s words?

Maybe the senior was using this method specifically to put me to the test!

Xiao Yang suddenly had a flash of insight.

Yes, that must be it!

In that case, I absolutely cannot disappoint the senior!

His fighting spirit surged at once, and Xiao Yang stood alone in front of the several black-misted shadows.

The battle was about to erupt.

Meanwhile, Luo Xingchen and Ye Mingyue had already entered the hall.

The moment they stepped inside, they saw Li Minghao seated cross-legged, circulating his inner energy.

Before Luo Xingchen could speak, Li Minghao opened his eyes on his own.

His gaze settled on Luo Xingchen.

“I truly did not expect you to come personally.”

“There was never any conflict between us. What I am doing now is merely—”

“You’re wrong!”

Before Li Minghao could finish, Luo Xingchen interrupted him.

“Before, there really was no conflict between us. But now there is.”

“As the saying goes, to block another man’s livelihood is like killing his parents. You set up a blood-refining formation and want to refine away the lives of everyone in the city. Are you not ruining my factory’s business?”

“Ruining my factory’s business means obstructing the spread of my name as the underwear king. If that isn’t a blood feud, then what is?”

Li Minghao froze after hearing this.

“Just for that, you came to stop me?!”

There was a note of disbelief in Li Minghao’s voice.

Luo Xingchen nodded.

But before he could speak, Li Minghao spoke again, a faint smile even appearing on his face.

“So be it. Since matters have come to this, let me make myself clear.”

“Now, never mind you—even if the sect master of your Supreme Breath Cultivation Sect came in person, he still would not be able to stop me!”

Luo Xingchen also smiled. “Really? I don’t believe you.”

Li Minghao stopped refining and stood up.

His hand rested on the sword at his waist.

“Even if you came here, you would merely add two more clots of essence blood to me.”

As he spoke, Li Minghao gently stroked the sword in his hand.

“This sword has followed me for so many years, yet no one has ever seen it drawn. Do you know why?”

Luo Xingchen answered at once, “Because the moment your sword is drawn, it must taste blood, and until it tastes blood, it cannot be returned to the scabbard.”

Li Minghao was stunned.

Then a look of astonishment surfaced on his face.

“How do you know that? Do you know this sword?”

Li Minghao was genuinely shocked.

Luo Xingchen had pinpointed him so quickly, come straight to his door, seen through his blood-refining formation, and even discerned the secret of his sword. It was enough to leave him shaken.

At the same time, he began to suspect Luo Xingchen’s true identity.

No disciple of the Supreme Breath Cultivation Sect could possibly know so much.

Yet Luo Xingchen only shook his head.

“I don’t know your sword.”

“It’s just that, in those kinds of dramas, they always do it this way. It’s practically a fixed routine.”

Li Minghao opened his mouth. “So... you were guessing?”

Luo Xingchen nodded.

“Enough nonsense. I’ll give you two choices now.”

“The first: leave obediently and stop ruining my business. I’ll pretend nothing ever happened.”

“The second: resist to the death, and then I’ll kill you.”

“Of course, personally, I recommend the first. It’s much better for you. You can go develop elsewhere. As long as you don’t get in my way, do whatever you like.”

“How arrogant, junior!”

Li Minghao gave a cold snort.

Even his voice changed along with it.

It became hoarse.

He fixed Luo Xingchen with a cold stare.

“Today, this lord will first use your blood to feed my sword!”

Clang!

A flash of crimson light—his long sword was drawn!

A powerful aura, centered on Li Minghao, swept outward in all directions.

At the same time, a streak of red light burst from the blade and shot straight toward Luo Xingchen!