C17 What Do You Want to Do?

The servants in the yard immediately launched an attack on Yuxiao.

Yuxiao was done being passive! Constantly giving in only made Bahu more audacious. It was time to show him who the real powerhouse was in this world where strength ruled. Yuxiao would stand above Bahu!

About twenty to thirty servants surrounded Yuxiao from all directions.

"Water Arrows!" Yuxiao shouted, raising his hands. The natural elements subtly swirled in his palms, gradually emitting a green glow.

Under Yuxiao's control, the water elements formed into sharp, small arrows, spinning in his palms and radiating a faint, threatening light.

Yuxiao scanned the approaching servants and smirked. He had enough and was ready to unleash his power.

"Go!" He released the water arrows, which shot out rapidly in all directions.

Cries of pain erupted as many were struck by the arrows. The water arrows dissipated upon impact, entering the bodies and causing significant pain.

Several servants fell, but others pressed on to discipline Yuxiao.

"Water Chains!" Yuxiao calmly called out again, as water elements formed into a long, interlocking chain in his hands.

He swung the chain mercilessly, striking the servants without flinching.

Screams and cries of pain echoed, and more servants fell.

Watching this unfold, Bahu's expression soured. For years, he had bullied Yuxiao, who had never fought back. But today, Yuxiao had found his courage and dared to retaliate, injuring so many right in front of him!

"Dad, Yuxiao is done for this time. He dared to anger our family. He's too arrogant, acting like we don't matter at all!" Yang Qing complained, still fuming over being shoved by that useless Luoyao. But for Luoyao's brother to come and actually hit someone in their house? That was crossing the line.

"Hmph, that little punk. Tomorrow, I'll have someone burn his family's house down!" Yang Bahu's eyes gleamed with a sinister plan.

"Great, I love it! I want to set the fire myself!" Yang Qing clapped his hands in excitement, eager to get started.

Meanwhile, Yuxiao was among the servants, deftly using his water magic against them. The difference between a mage and ordinary people was vast, and Yuxiao was already a Level 1, Rank 4 mage. Before long, he had dealt with most of the Yang family's servants.

Seeing this, Yang Qing was displeased. "Dad, let me ambush that punk Yuxiao!"

With that, he raised his hands, muttering an incantation. A small fireball began to swirl in his palm, radiating a threatening power. Yang Qing's eyes were filled with malice as he locked onto the figure still fighting. He smirked coldly, ready to teach Yuxiao a lesson.

Yang Qing lifted his hand, preparing to release the fireball, when suddenly a voice interrupted from behind him.

"What do you think you're doing?" The voice carried a hint of teasing.