Seeing that Chisato Nishikigi and Takina Inoue had finished dealing with the Apollo Familia members,
Ying Ping slowly put down his wine glass and walked with steady steps towards Hyacinthus, who was sprawled on the ground.
"You, what are you going to do?!" Hyacinthus scrambled backward in terror, blood still on the corner of his mouth. "I'm the captain of Apollo Familia! If you dare..."
"Shut up, you dead gay."
Ying Ping grabbed Hyacinthus by the collar and lifted him up like a chicken.
To everyone's shock, he directly hoisted the LV3 adventurer onto his shoulder.
"You insulted my most important companions and the Goddess."
Ying Ping's voice was utterly cold. "So I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget."
"Let go of me! You lunatic!"
Hyacinthus struggled desperately, but Ying Ping's arm was like an iron clamp, unmoving.
The next second, everyone in the tavern gasped—
Ying Ping precisely gripped Hyacinthus's neck and thighs with both hands, then suddenly leaped up with his whole body.
"Hoorah!"
Ying Ping used the muscles in the back of his neck, and then, utilizing the inertia of Hyacinthus's falling body, he forcefully slammed his shoulder into the bone area of the opponent's lower back!
"Crack!"
The crisp sound of bones breaking made everyone's heart tremble.
"Did Apollo send you?"
"A mere small Familia whose strongest member is only LV3, do you really think no one in Orario can deal with you?"
Ying Ping fiercely questioned him, while again hoisting Hyacinthus onto his shoulder, repeatedly and forcefully striking the opponent's waist with his shoulder blade.
"Ah ah ah ah!!"
Hyacinthus let out a pig-like shriek, blood continuously spilling from the corners of his mouth, his entire face distorted.
"Speak, speak, speak!"
Ying Ping, like a ruthless execution machine, continuously unleashed this killer move, which was even banned by professional wrestling leagues.
Each heavy slam was accompanied by the sound of breaking bones, and Hyacinthus's screams grew weaker and weaker.
Every time he was about to pass out, the pain would immediately wake him up.
"Twenty... twenty-one... twenty-two..."
Chisato subconsciously counted the times, her face a little pale.
"Master seems really angry this time. Is it because we... meddled before?"
Even the usually calm Takina couldn't help but clench her fists, her expression showing a hint of unease.
"Master's appearance... is so scary..."
Kokkoro covered her small mouth, her large eyes completely covered by Hestia's hand.
"Don't look, Kokkoro-chan!"
Hestia's voice was trembling slightly.
Ilena, however, watched with great interest, even muttering softly, "Ah, ah, serves him right, who told this guy to have such a foul mouth..."
When the thirty-sixth backbreaker was completed, Ying Ping threw the opponent down.
Hyacinthus was already slumped on the ground like a pile of mud, his waist unnaturally bent, only able to emit faint groans from his mouth.
Ying Ping didn't even glance at the opponent, turning to the Apollo Familia members cowering in the corner and shouting, "Take your useless captain and get out of our sight immediately!"
Those people, as if granted a great pardon, scrambled to lift the unconscious Hyacinthus and fled the tavern, stumbling and crawling.
One of them was even so scared that he wet his pants, leaving a puddle on the floor.
The tavern was silent, everyone looking at Ying Ping with awe.
"Tsk, the beer doesn't taste good anymore."
Ying Ping walked back to his seat, chugged the entire mug of ale in one go, and slammed the mug heavily on the table.
Hestia looked at him worriedly: "Ying Ping-kun, he's from the Apollo Familia, wasn't your attack a bit too harsh..."
"So what?"
Ying Ping wiped the beer stains from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "To dare to insult you in front of me, not killing them was already me holding back."
"In any case, they should remember this lesson forever."
He stood up and looked around.
The patrons in the tavern all lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.
"Let's go, we can't stay here."
Ying Ping tossed a bag of gold coins onto the table. "Let's go for a stroll outside."
The five walked out of the tavern under the awestruck gazes of the crowd.
The night breeze blew, finally dispelling some of the murderous aura.
Chisato carefully leaned over: "Master... are you angry about us saving that little Pallum girl back then...?"
Ying Ping looked at Chisato's uneasy expression, then suddenly chuckled softly and reached out to ruffle her head.
"Idiot, how could I be angry about something like that?"
He looked at the beautiful girls, his eyes softening: "On the contrary, I appreciate your willingness to stand up for the weak."
The girls visibly relaxed, their tense shoulders dropping.
"My past upbringing made me too constrained."
Ying Ping looked up at the night sky, a hint of self-mockery in his tone, "So much so that my heart has always been obsessed with becoming stronger, but sometimes I seem to have forgotten what the original meaning of becoming stronger was."
"You reminded me, thank you."
"Master..."
Kokkoro's eyes were slightly red with emotion.
"Hehe, I knew Master was the best, and would definitely understand us!"
Chisato immediately regained her energy, skipping and linking arms with Ying Ping.
Takina's lips curved slightly: "It seems our judgment wasn't wrong."
Ilena smiled cunningly: "Then if we encounter injustice again in the future, we can all intervene, right?"
"Of course."
A playful glint flashed in Ying Ping's eyes. "Not only allowed, I even encourage you to please do so."
"Because if you teach others a lesson, trouble will naturally come knocking."
He covered his face, a chilling smile appearing: "Once someone comes looking for us, we can legitimately strike again!"
"Ah, hitting people feels so much more enjoyable than defeating monsters in the Dungeon."
"The person I just backbreaker-ed, probably can't be an adventurer anymore, right?"
"Hahaha, this feeling of being hated, with the other party seething with anger yet helpless... it's truly delightful."
As soon as his words fell, the previously warm atmosphere instantly froze.
The smiles of the four beautiful girls stiffened on their faces as they exchanged glances.
"Uh..."
Chisato awkwardly released Ying Ping's arm. "Master's way of speaking... is a bit perverted..."
Takina cleared her throat: "What we advocate is righteous punishment and self-defense, not... enjoying violence..."
"Ah ah~"
Ilena shook her head, "Master actually has severe S tendencies, what ever shall we do~"
Kokkoro whispered, "Can I please have that moment of emotion back...?"
Hestia sighed, rubbing her forehead: "Ying Ping-kun, you'll corrupt the children..."
Ying Ping then realized he had accidentally exposed himself, and let out a dry laugh: "Ahem, what I mean is... that..."
"Now that we are strong, if we encounter any injustice, please be sure to stand up and execute justice! Don't misunderstand!"
"Oh—"
Everyone drew out the sound in unison, their small eyes filled with distrust.
A gust of night wind blew, and everyone quickly forgot what had just happened.
Chisato suddenly pointed at a dessert shop in the distance and shouted, "Wow! Look! That shop is still open! Let's go eat desserts!"
"Yay!"
"I want strawberry cake~"
"Chocolate!"
The girls' attention was immediately diverted, and they happily ran towards the dessert shop.
Ying Ping watched their retreating figures, shaking his head helplessly, but a gentle smile hung on his lips.
Hestia stood on tiptoe and patted his shoulder: "Ying Ping-kun, although your method is a bit questionable, I'm glad you're changing your mind for them."
Ying Ping said softly, "Because they are different from me, their hearts are too kind and pure, but they reminded me... what the original meaning of becoming stronger was."
"So whether it's right or wrong, as long as it's for you, I think I can slowly change myself too."
"I'm very fortunate to have met you."
Upon hearing Ying Ping say this, Hestia couldn't help but smile sweetly.
"I just realized, you're really quite straightforward."
"Only straightforward with you."