### Chapter 110: Deputy Chief of the Escort Agency

### Chapter 110: Deputy Chief of the Escort Agency

Yang Yizhi was clearly enraged. Although he used the shaft of his spear, the force behind it was immense.

If this blow had struck Yang Xiaoyun's leg, she would have been severely injured and unable to walk for months.

Unexpectedly, as everyone watched, Su Mo stepped in and blocked the strike.

The escort agents present were all stunned. They had been focused on the father-daughter confrontation and even worried about the young chief, but they hadn't noticed when Su Mo arrived.

Yang Yizhi's eyes flashed with coldness as he glared at Su Mo, his lips twitching before he spoke:

"Chief Su Mo, your presence is an honor. I failed to welcome you properly. But may I ask what you mean by this...?

"Do I need your permission to discipline my own daughter?"

As he spoke, he continued to increase the force in his grip.

Su Mo held the spear shaft with one hand, not budging an inch. The iron spear bent under their combined strength, eventually forming a shape like a full bow.

Hearing Yang Yizhi's words, Su Mo's brows furrowed slightly, and he suddenly released his grip.

The spear instantly flew out, but Su Mo's fingers darted forward and caught the shaft, preventing it from escaping. With a swift movement, he redirected the spear downward.

With a whoosh, Yang Yizhi lost control of the spear, which soared into the air.

It spun several times before falling back down.

The spear tip hit the ground, sending a gust of wind that swept through the area, causing the escort agents to retreat.

They looked at each other, their expressions changing rapidly.

They had heard about Su Mo's fame-making battle in Profound Theory Valley, but they found it hard to believe he was truly that remarkable.

Seeing this now, they finally acknowledged his prowess.

Many breathed a sigh of relief, some even wondering if Yang Yizhi's anger today was due to the recent rumors about Su Mo.

Everyone in Sunset City knew about the marriage between Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun.

In the past, because Su Mo was considered unworthy, Yang Yizhi had ignored the matter, disapproving of any interaction between the young chief and Su Mo.

Now that Su Mo had gained fame, the issue inevitably resurfaced.

However, this put Yang Yizhi in an awkward position. If he allowed the young chief to continue associating with Su Mo without comment, people might say he was being biased.

Moreover, Yang Xiaoyun had been visiting Ziyang Escort Agency frequently, while Su Mo had never come to Iron Blood Escort Agency.

This situation was difficult to explain, and even if Yang Yizhi had grievances, they weren't entirely unjustified.

But if he could be given a way out, the matter could be resolved.

Many turned to Su Mo, curious about how he would handle the situation.

Su Mo helped Yang Xiaoyun up, feeling her pulse, and then looked at Yang Yizhi, sighing:

"Uncle Yang, whatever the faults, they are mine. Why involve Sister Xiaoyun?"

"Don't flatter yourself."

Yang Yizhi sneered coldly: "What fault could a great Chief Su Mo have? The only one at fault is my unruly daughter... And why should you interfere in my family affairs? Do you think your fame in Profound Theory Valley makes you equal to me?"

"I would never dare."

Su Mo supported Yang Xiaoyun and said: "Uncle Yang is a senior in the martial world and a sworn brother of my father. In terms of both status and personal ties, you are my elder. Even if I had the audacity, I wouldn't compare myself to Uncle Yang."

"You still have some self-awareness."

Yang Yizhi snorted, standing with folded arms, his expression arrogant.

Su Mo raised an eyebrow, about to speak again, when Yang Xiaoyun interrupted:

"Xiao Mo, what fault do you have? Don't waste words with him. He's clearly unreasonable today, trying to use his authority. He's wrong, yet speaks as if he's right."

"You insolent girl!!"

Yang Yizhi exploded with rage, pointing at Yang Xiaoyun: "I've spoiled you too much, leading you to act recklessly!"

"How am I acting recklessly?"

Yang Xiaoyun retorted: "Xiao Mo and I are engaged, and I will be part of the Su family. Visiting Ziyang Escort Agency more often is perfectly reasonable. What's wrong with that?"

"You!!"

Yang Yizhi's face darkened: "Very well! You're grown and beyond my control now?"

"Control? Years ago, didn't you already decide my fate with Xiao Mo? What does this mean now? Father, are you really two-faced?

"Uncle Su's spirit is watching. Aren't you afraid of disappointing him?"

Yang Xiaoyun's eyes were filled with a complex mix of anger and disappointment.

"Insolence, insolence!!!!"

Yang Yizhi's face turned livid: "Answer me, do you acknowledge your mistake?"

"If I haven't made a mistake, how can I admit to one?"

Yang Xiaoyun was strangely calm. "You and Uncle Su were sworn brothers. When he passed away unexpectedly and the Su family fell into decline, you couldn't stand Xiao Mo anymore.

"Do you still remember, when Uncle Su helped you establish the current Iron Blood Escort Agency in Sunset City? Who stood by you when you were just starting out, never leaving or abandoning you?

"You always taught me that a man's promise is as heavy as a thousand jin. In the martial world, the most important thing is to honor one's commitments.

"I often recall these words and keep them in mind... but now, at this moment..."

"At this moment, what?"

Yang Yizhi's voice trembled slightly, but his gaze grew deeper.

Su Mo instinctively pulled Yang Xiaoyun back, but she angrily questioned:

"At this moment, how could you betray your word like this!!!!"

Betraying one's word!

These four words struck Yang Yizhi's heart like heavy hammers.

The escort leaders and masters present exchanged glances, surprised that Yang Xiaoyun would say such harsh words.

"How dare you!!!!"

Overwhelmed with anger, Yang Yizhi stepped forward and raised his hand to strike!

How could Su Mo let him do that?

Although it was indeed Yang Yizhi's family matter, and it might not be appropriate for Su Mo to interfere, who could think of such things at this moment?

He immediately reached out to block Yang Yizhi's arm, his Dragon Elephant Prajna Power naturally protecting him. With a single shake, he deflected Yang Yizhi's hand.

Yang Yizhi stumbled back a step, stunned, and his face darkened. "You dare to fight me?"

"Nephew doesn't dare, but I ask Uncle Yang to reconsider."

Su Mo patiently tried to reason with him. "Xiaoyun was just confused for a moment; she didn't mean to defy you. Please don't be angry, let's talk calmly."

"Very well, Chief Su is truly remarkable. Now that you've grown strong, you don't even respect me anymore."

Yang Yizhi laughed, his eyes filled with fury. "In that case, let me learn a few moves from Chief Su."

"...Uncle Yang, you're exaggerating."

Su Mo raised an eyebrow, wondering why it had come to this.

"Enough talk, attack!"

Yang Yizhi stretched out his hand, and the long spear embedded in the ground suddenly flew up with a whistling sound, landing in his grasp.

He held the spear with one hand and pointed it at Su Mo. "Draw your weapon."

Su Mo sighed, while Yang Xiaoyun said, "What does this have to do with Xiao Mo? You are being unreasonable!"

"Silence! This is no place for you to speak!"

Yang Yizhi gave Yang Xiaoyun a cold look.

Su Mo, helpless, turned to her. "Xiaoyun, please wait. Uncle Yang wants to teach me some moves. Let me spar with him; don't worry."

"Xiao Mo..."

Yang Xiaoyun grabbed Su Mo's hand.

This action only infuriated Yang Yizhi more. "Impudent! Watch the spear!!!"

A dragon's roar rose, and after decades of practicing the Azure Dragon Eight Desolate Cloud Piercing Spear, Yang Yizhi's mastery of the Great Profound Scripture had reached its peak. His sudden attack carried the might of a dragon breaking through clouds and striking everything.

Su Mo's face darkened. Seeing Yang Xiaoyun injured, Yang Yizhi's attack inadvertently put his daughter in danger under the spear's wind.

He gently pushed Yang Xiaoyun away, sending a steady flow of inner energy to move her two meters away.

Several escort masters quickly supported her, but she shook them off. "Let go!"

She tried to step forward, but the Azure Dragon Eight Desolate Cloud Piercing Spear prevented her from getting close.

Su Mo suddenly raised his head and thrust out his palm, breaking through the illusions and directly grasping the spear's tip.

"Let go!"

Yang Yizhi shouted, twisting his fingers, causing the spear to spin violently.

This was a move Yang Xiaoyun often used against opponents. Once the spear started spinning, the force spread throughout its length, making it hard to hold onto.

When Yang Xiaoyun fought the Ghost Lord of Yin Mountain and dealt with Yang Zhongjun, she used this technique.

While not always effective, it was formidable.

But with Su Mo, it was silent.

The spear did not rotate.

Su Mo's grip on the spear seemed light, yet it made Yang Yizhi lose control over it.

He could only channel his inner energy and struggle to regain the spear.

Su Mo sighed upon seeing this: "Here, take it back."

He suddenly released his grip, and the powerful force instantly recoiled. Yang Yizhi, holding his long spear, retreated five or six steps before stopping. His gaze toward Su Mo now flickered with uncertainty.

"Very well, very well, once you've gained insight, you truly are extraordinary... Boy, catch the spear!!!"

With a roar, Yang Yizhi thrust his long spear again, moving with it as if transforming into a dragon. A resounding cry came from the spear tip, making it hard to tell whether the attack was from the spear or a ferocious dragon!

Yang Xiaoyun's face changed dramatically: "Dragon Breaks Heaven! Xiao Mo, be careful!"

Though she had absolute confidence in Su Mo's martial arts, she was also well aware of Yang Yizhi's prowess, and instinctively began to worry.

Su Mo looked up; before the spear reached him, the wind had already swept all around, as if the surrounding air had been entirely drawn away by the spear. There seemed to be no way to dodge this strike, no matter where he turned.

He took a deep breath and suddenly stepped forward, his hands forming a vague enclosure. A faint sound of dragons and elephants emerged from his body, with two dragon-shaped energy currents swirling between his palms.

It was as if the space between his palms became a vast world, where dragons roamed freely!

Suddenly, the Dragon Breaks Heaven technique arrived, the spear tip striking like a dragon's claw, precisely falling between Su Mo's palms.

Buzz!!!

The gale dispersed, and the dragon's roar rose, making everyone present feel as if they were witnessing three dragons battling fiercely, only to vanish in an instant.

When they focused again, they saw Yang Yizhi's spear tip held loosely in the air by Su Mo's hands, struggling but unable to advance further.

Yang Yizhi's expression grew grave, steam rising from his forehead as he poured all his power into the spear.

The steel spear first bent, then twisted, and finally could not withstand the force, exploding with a loud bang.

Su Mo staggered slightly, while Yang Yizhi rolled several times in mid-air before landing.

Upon landing, he continued to retreat, breaking three paving stones before managing to stand.

With one hand behind his back, he calmly looked at Su Mo. The sharp-eyed escort guards noticed that blood was dripping from Yang Yizhi's hand behind his back.

The spear's break had torn open his palm.

"Thank you, Uncle Yang, for guiding me in martial arts. I have learned much."

Su Mo remained composed and bowed.

Yang Yizhi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them, he had regained his calm. He glanced coldly at Su Mo before turning his gaze to Yang Xiaoyun:

"Get out!"

Yang Xiaoyun's body shook, but she laughed softly and, supported by several escort guards, came to Su Mo's side, whispering:

"Xiao Mo... take me away."

Realizing there was no other choice, Su Mo said:

"Uncle Yang, I'll take Sister Xiaoyun to Ziyang Escort Agency for a few days. We can talk things over once everyone has calmed down."

As he spoke, he wrapped an arm around Yang Xiaoyun, intending to head for Iron Blood Escort Agency's gate.

The surrounding escort guards subconsciously blocked their path.

Su Mo brought Yang Xiaoyun to Yang Yizhi, who coldly said:

"After you leave, don't come back! From now on, I'll consider you as if I never had a daughter! You are no longer the deputy chief of Iron Blood Escort Agency!"

With that, he abruptly waved his hand:

"Let them go."

The escort guards exchanged glances and reluctantly cleared a path.

As they walked out of Iron Blood Escort Agency's gate, they turned back to see the flag fluttering in the wind. Yang Xiaoyun's eyes were filled with confusion.

"Sister Xiaoyun, Uncle Yang is just angry right now. Don't worry; once he calms down, things might change."

Su Mo comforted her softly.

Yang Xiaoyun shook her head and looked at Su Mo: "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

Su Mo shook his head gently: "My inner strength is profound; Uncle Yang couldn't hurt me."

"That's good..."

Yang Xiaoyun smiled softly, then added wistfully:

"Xiao Mo, I am no longer the deputy chief of Iron Blood Escort Agency. Can I work as a porter at your Ziyang Escort Agency?"

"If you join Ziyang Escort Agency, you should be the deputy chief. A porter would not be fitting for you."

Su Mo chuckled softly.

Yang Xiaoyun thought for a moment and nodded seriously: "That makes sense."

After exchanging a glance, they smiled and were about to leave when a voice called out from behind:

"Deputy Chief, Chief Su."

Turning around, they saw a dozen young escort guards emerging from Iron Blood Escort Agency.

Both men and women, all of them young.

Leading the group was Xiaochuan, who held his own sword in one hand and Yang Xiaoyun's Dragon Abyss Spear in the other.

Yang Xiaoyun was taken aback: "What is this?"

"Deputy Chief Escort, no matter what happened between you and the Chief Escort, we have been working under your command since the day we joined the Iron Blood Escort Agency.

"If you leave the Iron Blood Escort Agency, there's no point for us to stay here."

Xiaochuan said, "Please let us brothers and sisters continue to follow you."

"Yes, Deputy Chief Escort."

"We all want to continue following you."

Yang Xiaoyun couldn't help but look at Su Mo.

Su Mo smiled: "The Ziyang Escort Agency is rebuilding from scratch. Sister Xiaoyun is here to help me expand our ranks."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaoyun came back to her senses, feeling both amused and exasperated. She turned to Xiaochuan and the others: "Think carefully. Leaving is easy, but returning will be extremely difficult."

"We've made up our minds. Wherever the Deputy Chief Escort goes, we go."

Everyone spoke in unison.

"Then don't call me Deputy Chief Escort anymore. Call me..."

Yang Xiaoyun wasn't sure what to tell them to call her, so she looked at Su Mo.

"Call her Deputy Chief Escort."

Su Mo said, "Let's go back to the Ziyang Escort Agency."

"Yes, Chief Escort, Deputy Chief Escort."

Everyone responded enthusiastically, following Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun toward the Ziyang Escort Agency.

However, Su Mo occasionally glanced back at the entrance of the Iron Blood Escort Agency, his gaze somewhat peculiar...

...

...

At the Ziyang Escort Agency.

Since Su Mo and Xiaochuan left, Uncle Fu had been restless, pacing back and forth in the gatehouse.

He wanted to send someone to check on what was happening at the Iron Blood Escort Agency but found no one suitable.

Just as he was growing increasingly anxious, he saw Su Mo bringing Yang Xiaoyun, followed by a group of young people dressed in Iron Blood Escort Agency uniforms, approaching the gate of the Ziyang Escort Agency.

"Miss Yun!"

Uncle Fu immediately noticed Yang Xiaoyun's injuries and became worried: "What happened? Did that scoundrel Yang Yizhi do this?"

"Uncle Fu..."

Yang Xiaoyun smiled weakly: "It's nothing, just superficial wounds."

"Oh, these aren't superficial wounds."

Uncle Fu looked at her pale face with concern: "How could that brute treat his own daughter like this? Miss Yun is like a delicate flower; how could he be so heartless? If I had known, I would have left him in the gutter years ago instead of rescuing him."

"Alright, Uncle Fu."

Su Mo felt a bit helpless: "Don't add fuel to the fire. Sister Xiaoyun will stay at the Ziyang Escort Agency for a while."

"Stay... What do you mean by 'for a while'?"

Uncle Fu said angrily: "That Yang Yizhi isn't human. Young Master, you can't act like him. Miss Yun will live here at the Ziyang Escort Agency! She's already part of the Su family; why should she suffer at the Iron Blood Escort Agency?"

As he spoke, he glared at Xiaochuan and the others: "What are you doing here? Did Yang Yizhi send you?"

Xiaochuan and the others exchanged looks, feeling both amused and exasperated.

But they knew Uncle Fu was an old servant of the Ziyang Escort Agency. Su Mo trusted him implicitly, even assigning them to protect him secretly when he went out on escort missions.

They quickly said, "We're no longer part of the Iron Blood Escort Agency. We're here to follow the Deputy Chief... No, Deputy Chief Escort, to earn our living."

"Hmm?"

Uncle Fu was surprised and looked at Yang Xiaoyun: "Miss Yun, are these little monkeys lying to me?"

"No, they wouldn't dare."

Yang Xiaoyun smiled.

"Hahaha."

Uncle Fu burst into laughter: "Good, good. You have good judgment. Following Miss Yun is the right choice. Don't listen to Yang Yizhi, that old fool... Bah!"

He wanted to say more, but restrained himself, considering Yang Xiaoyun's presence.

Su Mo then asked Uncle Fu to arrange accommodations for the new escort guards and to provide them with Ziyang Escort Agency uniforms.

Otherwise, it would be absurd to go out on escort missions wearing Iron Blood Escort Agency clothes while carrying the Ziyang Escort Agency flag.

In this regard, Uncle Fu was an expert, and he immediately arranged everything, making sure it was all in order.

Su Mo led Yang Xiaoyun to the room that Uncle Fu had prepared for her earlier. It was only then that Su Mo realized that the room Uncle Fu had assigned to Yang Xiaoyun was not far from his own.

Leading Yang Xiaoyun into the room, he placed her on the bed and took her wrist again.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Why did you let it get so bad?"

Yang Xiaoyun managed a weak smile, pulling at the corners of her mouth: "I'm fine."

"You say you're fine, but if I had been any later, your leg would have really been broken by him."

Su Mo sighed: "Xiaoyun, how skilled are the female bodyguards who came with us? Should we ask them to help channel their internal energy to promote blood flow and prevent stagnation?"

"Why bother them?"

Yang Xiaoyun looked at Su Mo strangely: "You can help me."

But after saying this, she realized what she had implied, and they both stared at each other awkwardly.

"I... I didn't mean it like that..."

Yang Xiaoyun's face turned red, and she felt her breath becoming hot.

Seeing her like this, Su Mo couldn't help but laugh: "Then what did you mean?"

"That... That..."

Yang Xiaoyun stammered, unable to finish her sentence, and then looked at Su Mo's teasing expression, feeling indignant: "You, you mustn't tease me like this."

"...Heaven and earth as my witness, I wouldn't dare tease you."

Su Mo laughed heartily, stood up, and said: "I'll go ask them."

But before he could leave, Yang Xiaoyun gently grabbed his sleeve: "Still... still, you should do it."