I.. Am God?

Qiaoyi and Yike had the face of realization and started to chuckle silently as well.

At this time, a bodyguard below Wang Xuzhi yelled at the people with contempt, "My Lord is the Young Master of the Baihu Wang Clan! How dare you all not bow in his presence!"

The bodyguard, who was a cultivator, then showed his strength by sending pressure to the villagers.

"Boom!"

"Ahh!!"

The villagers, clearly being mortals, were pushed down to the ground without mercy. The strength was so immense that no one could raise their heads.

Seeing that, Matthias frowned with great displeasure, but later on sighed.

Han Yike glared at the bodyguard angrily, "Peak Third Stage Golden Core! How dare he release his pressure in front of the mortal citizens?!"

Matthias was also incredibly angry inside. He unsheathed his sword and sent a sharp sliver of sword qi to the bodyguard, slashing apart the bodyguard\'s pressure and drawing a straight and narrow line of blood on the bodyguard\'s neck.

The bodyguard was surprised at first with his pressure being slashed, but he became frightened when his neck poured blood, "What is this?! Help!" He shouted.

The Wang Clan Young Master Wang Xuzhi was also frightened. He knows of his bodyguard\'s power. Almost no one can defeat him in battle. Seeing that just a sliver sword qi instantly vanquished him, he sensed a pre-imminent danger creeping up on him.

But remembering that he was a powerful clan\'s young master, he straightened up and glared at his surroundings.

"Y-You!" Wang Xuzhi exclaimed, "Who dared to attack us?! Do you not fear the wrath of the Baihu Wang Clan?! Do you want your family to be killed?!"

The villagers looked around in confusion. They didn\'t know who attacked just now. Suddenly, they looked at the teenage man wearing a black and white Hanfu with his left hand grasping the sword hanging on his waist looking calm and composed and their eyes lightened up.

Noticing their collective shift, Wang Xuzhi narrowed his eyes and looked the same way. He saw the man that everyone was staring at looking at him with a bland look. The man\'s parents, however, was looking at him that was as if they\'re going to gauge his eyes out and torture him for a millenia.

He also noticed his looks that were as if it was crafted by the gods themselves. That made him squirm and glare at Matthias.

"You." Wang Xuzhi pointed his finger at him, "Kill yourself."

Hearing that, Matthias gaped at him. "What the hell is wrong with him?" He thought.

"Hey, you! Did you hear me?!" Wang Xuzhi yelled, "I said, kill yourself! I don\'t want to see your face here!"

"Is your brain full of air or is your brain just really empty without even air?" Matthias sneered. He just cannot fathom the stupidness of this creature with a humongous belly.

"How dare you disrespect Young Master Wang!?" The bodyguard that had his neck sliced hissed at him.

"Do you want that wound of yours to go past your nape?" Matthias glanced at him coldly, sending shivers down the bodyguard\'s spine.

"You peasant that has meager powers, I\'ll forgive your insolence this instant, as long as you kowtow to me and apologize. You also need to serve me." Seeing the circumstances, Wang Xuzhi stiffened. But thinking to himself that he was a descendant of a powerful family and the man in front of him wouldn\'t dare to attack him, he compromised and made him a servant.

\'Having a powerful person under me, I would be unstoppable!\' Wang Xuzhi thought.

But, contrary to his thoughts, Matthias laughed out loud and wiped the tears on his face, "Are you nuts?" He said while trying to stop his laughter.

"What did you say?" The young master narrowed his eyes in confusion. \'Why didn\'t he take my offer?\'

"How brazen of you to flaunt your power in front of me." Matthias answered with a sharp glint on his eyes.

Matthias whipped up a medal in his sleeves and flashed it to the arrogant young master. It was a silver-colored medal with the characters Quánlì in the middle. Its corners were shaped like dragons circling the medal. When he saw the medal, the young master tilted his head in confusion, but the bodyguard\'s eyes widened and his complexion paled as if it was drained of color. Wang Xuzhi noticed the bodyguard\'s reaction and asked, "What is that? Do you know something about it?"

"T-That.. That.."

"I bear the Imperial Palace\'s Silver Medal, giving me minor authority over the regions under the Qin Dynasty." Matthias declared, "Even if you are the most powerful clan of Baihu City, you will have no power over the medal that could make even the military clan of Shang submit and return their authority under their jurisdiction to the Imperial hands!"

Once he said that, the characters on the Silver Medal lit up and exuded imperial pressure.

Not being able to resist, the Wang Clan\'s group slumped down under the immense power that the medal was releasing.

The horses, scared, ran off somewhere, leaving the Wang Clan\'s group in the village.

"S-Spare us, Great Gentleman! We are sure to not return here in the future!" The bodyguard cried at him.

He looked at him coldly and spat, "Bring that Young Master of yours back to your city. Once I or someone else sees you abusing your power, we will immediately hunt you down."

"U-Understood!" The bodyguard bobbed his head like a chicken pecking. Matthias released them from the pressure and let them go.

The bodyguard carried the young master and left like a rabbit being chased by a hunter.

After that brief event, the villagers praised and cheered for him. Auntie Shan walked towards him and asked, "Little Jianyu, are you an immortal? Not even those Golden Core people could fight you."

Matthias shook his head, "No, Auntie. My power comes from the medal that the Imperial Palace handed us. I am also only a Peak Golden Core Stage expert, the same as that man." He replied.