Invincible from Seeing the BOSS's Health Bar

”Mr. Diao! A guy from the Suo Family named Suo Zi has come with a team, saying he wants to pay you a visit!”

Fang Yu was stunned for a moment.

Suo Zi?

Then he reacted. Wasn’t that Zhuge Shi’s little bootlicker, the Young Master Zi who’d brought him into the city?

”Why is he coming...”

Fang Yu hadn’t finished speaking before he immediately reacted.

He’d only just slaughtered Suo Ru, that Suo Family Eldest Young Master, and now he was still asking why the Suo Family had sent people—yeah, that was a bit much.

”Mm...have him wait in the main hall, I’ll come over in a bit.”

”Yes!”

This kind of thing should originally have been handled by the Bo Mansion Elders, or by real power figures like the head guard Captain.

Unfortunately, the Bo Mansion’s situation was special right now, and the one who’d actually become the man in charge...was Fang Yu, this pillar holding up the place.

Naturally, the matter fell onto his head.

Fang Yu even suspected the servants had reported to the Bo Mansion Elders first, and only then had the Elders shoved the matter over to him.

This kind of simple little twist, Fang Yu could see through easily enough.

His thoughts ran through once in his mind, and when he looked up again, Ding Hui had long since bolted and vanished.

With a sigh, Fang Yu walked out the door.

The people in the room looked at each other, but no one dared say much.

Fang Yu headed straight for the main hall, and along the way he saw some Bo Mansion disciples lying on the ground, bodies wrapped in bandages.

In cases like this, the injuries were basically extremely serious, not suitable to move back into rooms, so they had to be treated on the spot, stabilize the injuries first, then move them.

Looking ahead, the Bo Mansion that had once been like a grand manor was now riddled with pits and hollows; buildings were full of holes, the courtyard walls torn open and leaking wind—practically some kind of battlefield ruin, tragic to behold.

Fortunately, the Bo Mansion was the victorious side and could slowly patch things up, restore everything to how it was. If they’d been the losing side, everyone lying here would be corpses, and everything Bo Changquan had painstakingly built up in the Capital would have been wiped out in a short span.

Fang Yu couldn’t help but sigh; the cruelty of the Capital, this was just the tip of the iceberg.

His gaze turned into the distance—the main hall was close now, and from afar, Fang Yu first saw Uncle Zi standing at the door waiting.

Compared to that Suo Zi who didn’t know how to conduct himself, Uncle Zi had left a decent impression on Fang Yu back then, and he’d even said before that he’d visit the Suo Family for a chat when there was a chance.

He hadn’t expected their next meeting to be in a situation like this.

”Mr. Diao!”

From far away, Uncle Zi smiled and waved in greeting.

By rights, having just slaughtered a Young Master Suo, the two sides should be on the verge of irreconcilable hostility, yet at this moment it didn’t quite look that way.

Could it be...Uncle Zi was also someone in the know?

Given Uncle Zi’s slick way of dealing with people, it was entirely possible he actually had a voice in the Suo Family.

After all, whenever Suo Zi went traveling far away, it was Uncle Zi who personally accompanied him.

”Uncle Zi, what wind’s blown you here?”

Fang Yu came up to him and clasped his hands.

”Haha! Mr. Diao, aren’t you just asking what you already know? Something this big happened, how could we not come once?”

He paused, then suddenly moved close to Fang Yu’s ear and spoke in a low voice.

”Originally, our Suo Family caught wind of the rumors and heard that Young Master Suo Ru had been imprisoned by the Bo family, so we came to demand his return. But halfway, we heard the Bo Mansion had an incident, and then...about you and Young Master Suo Ru. Before formally stepping in, I already sent someone back to confirm things with the master. Mr. Diao, rest easy and go in—Young Master Zi will explain everything to you clearly.”

Earlier he’d still been calling him Young Master; now it was ”Mr.” in every other sentence—Uncle Zi’s smoothness was obvious.

And by giving him this little pre-talk before the formal conversation, Fang Yu indeed felt more grounded and roughly understood the Suo Family’s stance.

”Much appreciated.”

Leaving those two words behind, Fang Yu strode into the main hall.

He saw the Suo Family had brought roughly a dozen people—enough to count as a small squad.

But each one had decent strength. From the looks of it, they’d indeed been prepared to demand someone’s release; if the demand didn’t go smoothly, they needed to bring at least some deterrent force.

Unfortunately, those methods were a bit unnecessary now.

Among this group of powerhouses, the comparatively weakest Suo Zi naturally stood out quite a bit, especially when this kid saw Fang Yu and his expression instantly got excited.

But very quickly, Suo Zi hurried to rein in his emotions and nervously glanced several times at the person beside him, as if he were terrified of being scolded.

Fang Yu looked at that man—unsurprisingly, Suo Zi was only here as the Suo Family’s Young Master for the sake of appearances. For this meeting, the real person in charge should be this guy.

[Suo Wuxin: 15000/15000.]

Seeing the health bar over this guy’s head, Fang Yu’s lips quirked slightly.

Wasn’t that the cap for Blood Volume at the peak of the Heart Soul Realm? Looked like he was stuck at the bottleneck.

For native Martial Artists, bottlenecks were terrifying things. Without a stroke of fortune, they might be stuck there for life, hovering neither up nor down.

But for a Player with a system panel, bottlenecks simply didn’t exist.

”Young Master Zi.”

Fang Yu greeted him with a smile as he boldly strode into the room.

In fact, aside from these people, most of the ones standing in the room were Bo Mansion personnel, several times their number. But having just gone through a fierce battle, almost everyone in the Bo Mansion was wounded, so in terms of momentum, they were a bit inferior to these Suo Family people.

Originally, Fang Yu and Suo Zi already knew each other; if it had seemed like Suo Zi and Uncle Zi were here together, they’d already be sitting down and having a proper chat by now.

But clearly, the ones holding the speaking rights this time were not those two.

However...

”So this is Young Master Diao? What grand airs—an outsider, yet the entire Bo family recognizes you as the main authority, waiting on you to decide the evidence and guilt in this matter.”

The one who spoke was, unsurprisingly, Suo Wuxin. This was not even bothering to put on an act; Suo Zi, who was about to speak, immediately shut his mouth and shrank nervously behind him, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Truly spineless.

Fang Yu was annoyed.

And this guy wanted to chase Zhuge Shi? Putting aside the fact Zhuge Shi was stronger than Suo Zi, even without talking about strength, just looking at this cowardly posture, there’s no way he’d ever catch Zhuge Shi’s eye.

Ignoring Suo Wuxin’s provocation, Fang Yu strode straight to the seat at the head of the hall—the host’s seat—and sat down, looking down at the crowd.

”The Suo Family has come from afar, that makes you honored guests. But without Young Master Zi speaking, how come some dog is yapping madly instead? Young Master Zi, keep your people under control.”

Fang Yu’s outright ignoring him had already sent Suo Wuxin’s blood pressure rising.

Now, hearing Fang Yu call him a dog and talk about yapping, Suo Wuxin spun around suddenly, glaring furiously at the man seated above.

”You ill-mannered wretch! Is this the Bo family’s way of treating guests? You kill a Young Master Suo from our Suo Family, then insult our clan’s disciples—are you Bo lot trying to start a war with us? Fine! I’ll grant your wish! From today—”

Suo Wuxin was still speaking when a sudden chill shot through his heart. A flash of white streaked in front of his eyes!

Whoosh!!

He jerked his head to the side, and something grazed past his cheek, leaving behind a faint blood line.

Suo Wuxin focused his eyes and saw an extremely thin, extremely long piece of white bone! Like a sharp spike, it had been flicked out from the seated man’s fingertip, stabbing toward him like a divine spear.

What a vicious sneak attack!

Suo Wuxin glared at the man on the seat, but that slender bone spear had already crumbled into grit and scattered in the wind.

”Dogs really don’t seem capable of understanding human speech. Young Master Zi, what do you think?”

Fang Yu once again tossed the ”mic” over to Suo Zi.

However, Suo Zi was useless—head lowered, not daring to respond at all, trembling like a leaf, completely failing to measure up.

Instead it was Suo Wuxin who was completely enraged.

”Brat!! You interrupt me again and again, insult me, and even ambush me—what do you take Suo Wuxin for! Let me make this clear! If you Bo family want peace talks today, you have to show sincerity. Otherwise, regarding Young Master Suo Ru’s death, our Suo Family will make you Bo family give us an explanation!”

”An explanation?”

Fang Yu’s perpetually smiling expression slowly faded, becoming calm.

Even though he did nothing but change his expression, that alone made Suo Wuxin’s heart jolt violently; for some reason, he suddenly felt something was very wrong.

”My words are the explanation. I’ll give you one last chance to let your master speak; otherwise...I’ll take your life.”