Almighty Conceited Sovereign

"I'm not human, pa!"    

"I'm a dog slave, pah!"    

"I shouldn't have looked down on people with my dog eyes. Pa!"    

Vice Director Lee was kneeling on the ground like a kneeling statue, his body stiff. His left and right hands were holding his shoes, and every time he admitted his mistakes, he would slap his face repeatedly.    

Without question, this dog slave was defeated by Fang Shaobai, and was in a miserable state.    

This miserable state caused the Drunken Immortal Restaurant guards to tremble in fear, they laid on the ground, not daring to say a word. Just looking at Fang Shaobai's tall figure, they felt that she was a demon, someone who shouldn't appear in the human world.    

The Fatty Du opened her eyes wide, as if she was in a trance, unable to tell if this was reality or a dream. In White Emperor City, there was finally someone who dared to pull on the tiger's whiskers …    

It had to be said that Fatty Du was venting her anger.    

The Drunken Immortal Restaurant was tyrannical, and she had the backing of the Bai Family, so the consequences of Fang Shaobai killing the entire Vice Director Lee was definitely very scary. Not to mention that the Bai Family would send experts, just the Drunken Immortal Restaurant had a chief steward, and even a head storekeeper. It was said that the head storekeeper's Zhao Siyou was already a martial spirit.    

The Fatty Du hesitated for a moment, but decided to let Fang Shaobai go when it was safe. She left White Emperor City as far as she could while the Drunken Immortal Restaurant was still unaware of the situation.    

But Fang Shaobai was the first to speak, she asked: "Heh, Fatty Du, how many times did this Li lackey think he had hit himself?"    

Fatty Du exclaimed: "You don't know?"    

Fang Shaobai shrugged her shoulders, "I didn't count, I'm too busy watching a show."    

"…"    

Fatty Du was a little speechless, and said snappily: "Seventy-two times."    

"It's only 72 times. Alright, let's continue!" Fang Shaobai's demonic eyes swept across Vice Director Lee. Vice Director Lee originally thought that Fang Shaobai's question would end the torture she was going to suffer, but in her heart, she was happy and prepared to slip away. However, hearing Fang Shaobai's words, she couldn't help but scream in despair.    

"Hurry up, laozi doesn't have the time to play around here with you. Hurry up and slap your feet three hundred times. If you miss one beat, laozi will let you kowtow ten more times."    

Such ruthlessness! Such ruthlessness!    

Forget about the Vice Director Lee crying, even he felt a chill down his spine. Fang Shaobai was serious, it was just that the matter of getting Vice Director Lee to kneel down and kowtow three hundred times, suddenly became like taking off his shoes and slapping his face.    

If Fang Shaobai really wanted to fight, would Vice Director Lee really slap him three hundred times? After that, would Vice Director Lee even be able to find face?    

Fatty Du was not a stubborn person, at least, she was not on par with Fang Shaobai.    

The Fatty Du could no longer hold it in, she pulled Fang Shaobai over and whispered in her ear, "Brother, this will do, if you have enough, then leave White Emperor City quickly."    

"And you?" Fang Shaobai declined to comment and asked.    

"Me? "I can't leave, there aren't many people left in our Du Family. If I leave, our ancestor will not be able to find the Du Family when he returns." Fatty Du said bitterly.    

Fang Shaobai could not help but frown, Fatty Du's words were a little unexpected. Fang Shaobai was not an idiot, this Drunken Immortal Restaurant had a huge background, he, an evil dog slave who filled the entire Drunken Immortal Restaurant like herself, had unknowingly slapped the face of the Bai Family. Even if the Bai Family members did not care about face and did not take action against him, they would still feel displeased.    

When the time comes, Fang Shaobai alone would definitely not be able to defeat the. Therefore, he had already made up her mind long ago. After venting his anger, he would bring the Fatty Du with him and leave White Emperor City.    

After all, he couldn't be irresponsible and help people vent their anger, but bring them more trouble and pain, could he?    

But if Fatty Du did not leave, then things would become troublesome, and it would be extremely troublesome, so much so that even he herself would not be able to leave safely.    

Thinking of this, Fang Shaobai's heart suddenly moved, she pulled the Fatty Du to the side and asked softly: Let me ask you, do you have a City Lord in the White Emperor City?    

When the Fatty Du heard him, she immediately looked at Fang Shaobai as if she was looking at a fool, "How can there be no City Lord in White Emperor City, are you joking?"    

Fang Shaobai did not mind, and laughed: "Is the City Lord from the Bai Clan?"    

Fatty Du said: "Of course, you don't even need to ask this."    

"Hehe, then this matter will be easy to handle." Fang Shaobai laughed, his eyes revealing a crafty look.    

Fatty Du was startled, and asked anxiously: "What are you doing, you can't want me to tell you, you can't be reckless, that is simply courting death."    

"Tsk, what are you thinking about? This matter is truly troublesome, but no matter how troublesome it is, it can't be better than trying to reason with someone.    

Fang Shaobai didn't explain in detail to Fatty Du, she slapped her chest, then walked back to Vice Director Lee, and seriously supervised Vice Director Lee to slap him three hundred times before she was finally able to forgive Vice Director Lee.    

After slapping his face for three hundred times, Vice Director Lee was in a miserable state. His entire face was swollen like a pig's head, and the skin on his face was split and bleeding.    

As the saying goes, hit someone in the face but not in the face. Smacking one's face hurts one's self-esteem. There was a doctor for injuries to the face, but there was no cure for injuries to the pride. No matter how good a psychologist is, at best, you can be fooled into forgetting the process of being humiliated and not really getting your self-esteem back.    

After this incident, even if Vice Director Lee's face was cured, it would probably be a long time before she would dare to show her face, right?    

Seeing the guards of the Drunken Immortal Restaurant helping Vice Director Lee escape in a sorry state, as if they had been granted amnesty, Fang Shaobai knew that they would go back and ask for reinforcements, but she did not flee. She dragged the Fatty Du and led him straight to the City Lord's Mansion.    

Fatty Du was simply scared to death by Fang Shaobai's crazy actions. After beating up a dog of the Bai Clan, not only did she not think about escaping, but she also wanted to take the initiative to meet a member of the Bai Clan. Was she seeking her own death?    

But there was nothing he could do.    

The Fatty Du was also a man of loyalty, and the matter had been caused by him in the first place. He could not shrink her head when Fang Shaobai wanted to go to the City Lord's Mansion, but she kept chattering along the way, insisting on asking Fang Shaobai what she was doing.    

However, Fang Shaobai kept her mouth shut, she did not say anything, and only allowed him to follow.    

The City Lord's Mansion was about to arrive.    

Fang Shaobai brought Fatty Du and arrogantly walked towards the door, but was naturally stopped by the guard guarding the door.    

Fang Shaobai had to admit, the Bai Family was indeed a family that had been to the Martial Emperor before. In order to protect the Martial Emperor's declaration, other than letting it flow freely in the area of the Drunken Immortal Restaurant, it was rather strict in other areas.    

After the city guards stopped him, they also questioned him. However, their attitude was not particularly arrogant, and they displayed a particularly high attitude.    

Fang Shaobai immediately revealed her identity, "I'll have to trouble everyone to inform your City Lord that Cloud Sea Sect Elder Hong Zhi's disciple Fang Shaobai requests an audience."    

The guards did not know who Elder Hong Zhi was, but White Emperor City was a territory under the Cloud Sea Sect after all, and if he revealed his identity as an elder disciple, that would mean he was an inner sect disciple.    

Fatty Du also looked at Fang Shaobai with a little surprise. Only now did he know Fang Shaobai's name, and only now did she know that Fang Shaobai was actually an inner disciple of Cloud Sea Sect.    

As everyone knew, the Cloud Sea Sect had a close relationship with the families in the cities. There were many experts from various families who held positions in the Cloud Sea Sect as Protectors, Elders, Hall Masters, Deacons and the like. But this did not mean that anyone could become an inner disciple of the Cloud Sea Sect.    

In order to become an inner court disciple, one must have the respect of an elder and be able to persuade others with their natural endowments. Otherwise, even if one was the son of an inner court elder, it would still be useless.    

But once he became an inner disciple, his status and position would be different. At the very least, in Cloud Sea Sect territory, he would not have to worry too much about being attacked. Even the Bai Family did not dare to openly deal with the inner disciples of the Cloud Sea Sect. Even the Martial Emperor of the Bai Family didn't dare to say anything that went against the rules of the Cloud Sea Sect.    

Taking advantage of the time when the guard went to report, Fatty Du could not help but ask softly: "Brother, since you are an inner disciple of the Cloud Sea Sect, this Bai Family would not dare to make things too difficult for you. Why are you still meddling in this muddy water?"    

Fang Shaobai laughed, "It's nothing, I find you pleasing to the eye. In front of you, I can feel that I'm a handsome guy, and that's why I'm feeling so good, that's why I'm talking to you about brotherhood."    

When Fatty Du heard him, black lines immediately appeared on his forehead. After holding it in for a long time, she angrily said, "You bastard, you really aren't a thing!"    

At this moment, the guard had already led a middle-aged man in embroidered clothes out of the city gates.    

"Gold Manager, it is this young master who acknowledged himself as the disciple of Elder Hong!"