The Super Woman

Azure Cloud Palace, located at the heart of the imperial palace, was the core of the entire capital city.

It was named after Emperor Zhao Qingyun and served as the venue for important events in the Mo Nation.

Today, the whole nation celebrated the engagement of Princess Royal and the genius from the Myth Sky Sect.

Such a grand occasion attracted all the prominent figures of the Mo Nation, including the dignitaries and influential officials of the capital city.

Fang Xiu, dressed in a purple robe with a jade crown adorning his hair, exuded a vibrant aura as he gazed up at the sky.

With his sharp eyebrows, phoenix-like eyes, and a well-defined face radiating a reddish glow, his tanned skin exuded determination.

Every move he made exuded an aura of dominance and power.

With confident strides, Fang Xiu walked through the bustling streets of the capital city, standing out from the crowd like a crane among chickens.

His noble temperament, graceful posture, piercing gaze, and extraordinary appearance evoked admiration from all who laid eyes upon him.

He was like a man who stepped out of a painting, fulfilling every woman's fantasy of an ideal man.

Following closely behind Fang Xiu was Fang Ying, dressed in a red gown.

With her exquisite figure and captivating eyes, she intoxicated countless men who passed by.

However, her eyes were fixed on one person, her Young Master.

Adorned with a touch of makeup, she exuded a playful charm while maintaining an elegant and enchanting demeanor.

Standing beside the exceptionally handsome Marquis of Guanjun, she displayed no signs of timidity. Their combination of talent and beauty was unparalleled.

"That man is so handsome and imposing."

"He looks just like the Marquis of Guanjun. My goodness, it's really him! I had the honor of seeing him once, clad in armor like a war god. Today, he looks completely different."

"It's a pity that such a perfect man has become a waste. I heard he even divorced Princess Royal. His future doesn't look promising."

…

As Fang Xiu heard the idle chatter, he smiled indifferently, paying no attention to it.

The grand entrance of the imperial palace was guarded by dozens of armored soldiers.

One by one, high-ranking officials and dignitaries from the capital city arrived with invitations and gifts to attend the engagement ceremony of Princess Royal.

Fang Xiu quickly approached the gate.

"Unauthorized personnel are not allowed near the palace grounds," shouted the captain of the guards at Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu bitterly smiled, realizing that he, the once esteemed Marquis of Guanjun, had become an unauthorized person.

In the past, whenever he visited the palace, these guards would kneel before him from a distance, not daring to lift their heads.

"You blind fools! My Young Master is not someone you can stop."

Fang Ying was furious, unable to bear seeing Young Master being treated unfairly.

The captain of the guards chuckled, "Forgive me for speaking bluntly, but Mo Nation no longer has a Marquis of Guanjun. Today is the engagement ceremony of Princess Royal and the talented Young Master from Myth Sky Sect. If you want to enter the palace, you need an invitation."

The saying "one who falls from power is worse than a dog" was perfectly demonstrated by Fang Xiu.

"Hey, isn't that our Marquis of Guanjun?"

Just as Fang Xiu was about to present the invitation, a sarcastic voice suddenly sounded from nearby.

Four young men dressed in luxurious attire, holding folding fans, leisurely approached. Fang Xiu recognized them immediately.

They were the notorious four young masters of the capital city. Their fathers were the current Grand Tutor, the Minister of War, the Fifth Prince, and the Sixth Prince.

These four were known for their arrogance and bullying.

In the past, the person they feared the most was the Marquis of Guanjun.

Although they were all young, the gap between them was insurmountable.

The Marquis of Guanjun had a renowned reputation, even their fathers couldn't afford to provoke him, let alone them.

However, things changed.

In their eyes, the Marquis of Guanjun was nothing more than an empty title.

"What Marquis of Guanjun? Brother Li, our Mo Nation no longer has a Marquis of Guanjun. This person before us is the useless Fang Xiu."

"That's right, this is the sacred palace grounds, and ordinary people are not allowed near, let alone a useless person."

Mocking and taunting, the four young masters approached Fang Xiu, scrutinizing him from head to toe.

One of them even had his eyes fixed on Fang Ying, licking his lips shamelessly, not bothering to conceal his lecherous gaze.

"What a great title. Even after being reduced to this state, he still has such a beautiful woman by his side. It's truly enviable."

Fang Ying's face was filled with disgust as she shouted, "Get lost, don't block the way."

"Hey, this girl is quite wild. I like her."

Qin Luan, the son of the Minister of War, was notorious for his lecherous nature.

In the past, he wouldn't even dare to glance at the maidservants by Marquis of Guanjun's side.

But now, things were different.

How could Fang Xiu's status and position compare to his own?

In the midst of their conversation, Qin Luan made a direct move, attempting to touch Fang Ying's cheek.

Helplessly, Fang Xiu shook her head and spoke, "Be gentle."

"Don't worry, I'm known for being tender with the beauties. Ah…"

Before Qin Luan could finish his sentence, a sound akin to a pig being slaughtered echoed.

His hand had been forcefully twisted and broken by Fang Ying.

It was then that he realized Fang Xiu's words of being gentle were not directed at him but at the young girl before him.

This was just the beginning of his ordeal.

Seizing the opportunity, Fang Ying kicked Qin Luan's groin, sending him flying several yards away.

Qin Luan fell to the ground, one hand crippled, while the other covered his injured area. Soon, his trousers were stained red with blood.

Hiss!

The other three young masters instinctively protected their groins with their hands, even the guards felt a chilling sensation.

Qin Luan was done for, his manhood surely crushed.

Even if he survived, his future was ruined.

"Fang Xiu, how dare you harm him!"

Li Mao, the son of the Grand Tutor, shouted furiously at Fang Xiu, but his feet involuntarily retreated.

Although Fang Xiu was wasted, the women by his side were formidable.

They were no match for them.

"What are you all standing around for? Capture Fang Xiu immediately!"

One of the young princes shouted at the dozens of guards.

The guards dared not defy the young prince's orders.

Soon, they surrounded Fang Xiu and Fang Ying.

"If you don't want to die, make way."

Fang Xiu's gaze turned icy.

He had lost his patience with these nobodys who acted arrogantly in front of him.

"Fang Xiu, you have crippled the son of the Minister of War. You're finished. I'll..."

Smack!

Li Mao's arrogant words were cut short as a red figure appeared before him like a ghost, slapping him to the ground.

"Break his legs." Fang Xiu said calmly.

"Yes, Young Master." Fang Ying swiftly moved, stomping on Li Mao's legs.

The sound of bones shattering accompanied by the screams akin to a pig being slaughtered echoed outside the palace gates.

Even the two young princes couldn't escape their misfortune.

Fang Ying pinned them to the ground and ruthlessly shattered their legs, reducing them to a state of complete helplessness.

Fang Ying displayed her dominance to the fullest extent.

Fang Xiu casually took out an invitation card and threw it at the face of the captain of the guards. Without even looking back, he walked towards the gates of the palace.

Fang Ying clapped her hands and followed in Fang Xiu's footsteps.

The remaining guards didn't even dare to step forward and stop them with their spines drenched in sweat.