WHOOSH! Then, at last, a figure was seen suddenly shooting towards the exit of the passage at an incredible speed.
"Damn it! We can't let him escape!" Seeing this, the expressions of the powerful experts from the major forces changed. So even looked shocked and panicked. Beirut had now broken through to the sss Level. If he escaped, it would be like releasing a tiger back into the mountains. What would they do then? Live with a sword constantly hanging over their heads?
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
In the next instant, nearly every high-level expert present made their move. Their faces and eyes filled with extre urgency as they tried to hunt down Beirut, determined to stop him at all costs.
Seeing this, Beirut couldn't help but curl his lips in a deep, mocking sneer, muttering to himself, "You all think you can catch up to ? To Beirut? Are you dreaming?"
His speed was simply too great. In an instant, he had left his pursuers far, far behind. This was the absolute difference between their realms of strength.
As for Mardo, he had already missed the best opportunity to give chase. Even if he tried now, it would be useless. He could no longer catch up, and speed was not his strong suit anyway.
"Hehe, just you wait. As long as I, Beirut, escape this ti, you're all dead! All of you are dead!" Seeing this, Beirut grew even more certain he could escape this damned place. His aged face twisted into a ferocious scowl as he cursed them. As long as he could escape, he would be like a bird in the sky or a fish in the sea—free to do as he pleased. He would have plenty of opportunities to exact his revenge!
BUZZ!
BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!
But just then, a strange, dense buzzing sound suddenly filled the air around the frantically fleeing Beirut.
HISS!
His expression changed drastically in an instant. A mont later, the pupils of his pursuers constricted. An icy chill shot up from the soles of their feet to their spines, a truly terrifying sensation.
To their astonishnt, in the very area where Beirut was, countless Yanf Swords, burning with terrifying flas, appeared as if from thin air! No one knew where they had co from, but in an instant, they completely surrounded Beirut, whose expression had already contorted in horror. Escaping? It was nothing more than a delusional fantasy.
"Tell , did you forget about ?" Then, as Beirut's eyes widened in terror, a cold, faint laugh sounded right beside his ear.
BOOM!
RUMBLE…
The Yanf Swords, burning with terrifying flas, detonated one by one. The area where he stood was completely subrged in a blinding glare.
"Hiss… It's… it's Mr. Chen?!" This sudden turn of events naturally caused everyone's expression to change dramatically.
With shocked eyes, they watched as a figure calmly strode out of the inferno. He was surrounded by terrifying Yanf Swords, which orbited him like satellites. The sight alone was frightening enough, to say nothing of the aura of the Yanf Swords themselves… it was scorching hot and terrifyingly sharp!
No wonder he could obliterate Beirut in a single strike…
As expected of Chen Fei, Mr. Chen. Such strength is truly astounding, truly terrifying!
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
At that mont, the others finally caught up. Staring at the scorched aftermath of the explosion, they were once again shocked to the core. Their pupils constricted, and cold sweat beaded on their foreheads.
But a mont later, they respectfully bowed to Chen Fei and said, "Thank you for taking action personally, Mr. Chen."
If you hadn't personally intervened, Mr. Chen, Beirut might have actually escaped. If that had happened, every single one of us would have been in grave danger!
So, how could they not be grateful? At least the worst-case scenario had been avoided.
"Mr. Chen, what should we do with the rest of them? Kill them all?" Just then, Mardo, with a faint trace of blood still on his lips, stepped forward. Behind him stood the remaining mbers of the Brad Family, their faces filled with despair as they trembled uncontrollably.
Although they didn't understand what had happened, they knew one thing: their Brad Family was probably finished.
It seed that every influential figure present wanted to deal with them, to annihilate their family!
But why? They truly didn't understand. They had no idea what had just happened.
"Kill them all?"
Hearing this, Chen Fei's eyes flickered. He shifted his gaze to the familiar faces of Old Brad and Duke Ovilia and sighed inwardly, recalling that their past relationship had been quite good. It also seed they truly knew nothing about the incident.
So, he shook his head and said, "Let it go. Haven't the ones who deserved to die already been killed? Besides, don't you all want to rest? Everyone, just calm down… Old Brad, Duke Ovilia, you two co with ."
As soon as Chen Fei spoke, the expressions of the high-ranking experts from the major powers shifted subtly. They understood that Mr. Chen intended to spare the Brad Family.
But it was true. Those who deserved to be killed were already dead. The ones left were just 'small fry' who were unaware of the situation.
Since Chen Fei, Mr. Chen, had personally spoken up for them, these people, of course, would not and did not dare to disrespect him.
Then, Mardo turned and coldly said to a Brad Family elder beside him, "Take sowhere quiet to rest and heal."
"Y-yes… Lord Mardo, please follow ." The Brad Family elder, having been called out, flinched but quickly composed himself, responding with a respectful, trembling voice.
Led by the elder, Mardo left the underground passage. Hearing this, the others followed suit, leaving the passage and giving Chen Fei and the other two space to speak privately.
"Mr… Respected Mr. Chen, thank you for what you did." After the others had gone, Old Brad hesitated for a long mont before finally bowing his head to Chen Fei. His words were filled with a strange new reverence, and a tremor born of fear.
"Thank you, Mr. Chen…" Duke Ovilia also lowered his head, his voice trembling as he echoed the sentint.
"Alright, you two," Chen Fei said calmly. "This incident had nothing to do with you; otherwise, I wouldn't be speaking to you right now. It's just that your family got involved with a few madn. They caused the deaths of so many people, so your family certainly can't escape responsibility for that."
"I… alas!"
Hearing this, Old Brad fell silent for a long mont before finally sighing and asking, "Respected Mr. Chen, what on earth was this incident all about? What exactly happened?"
"It's simple. Your family's Prince ancestor set a trap for all of us. He wanted to kill us. If I hadn't been lucky this ti… I'm afraid everyone would have died in there," Chen Fei said coldly, his eyes flashing as he shook his head.
"The Prince… a trap?" Hearing this, Old Brad and Duke Ovilia's faces turned deathly pale, their eyes constricting in shock.
This was the second ti they had heard it, and this ti, it was truly hard to accept.
A trap? What on earth was the Prince thinking…?
"Yes, a trap. You don't know what happened inside, but you should know how many people went in, right? Now look at how many ca out. Not even half. The rest of them all died inside. You can imagine what a huge ss your Brad Family has made and what a catastrophe you've caused!" Chen Fei's eyes flashed as he spoke again.
"This…" Hearing this, Old Brad and Duke Ovilia's faces grew even more ashen with despair and anxiety.
It didn't take a genius to realize that the after-effects of this incident would shake the world. When that happened, their Brad Family would inevitably be thrown into the eye of the storm. They might even be attacked by the furious major powers and torn to shreds…
The very thought made both n look even more pale and desperate.
Suddenly, with a thud, Old Brad dropped to his knees before Chen Fei and kowtowed deeply. "Respected Mr. Chen, for the sake of our past friendship, please… can you help ? Help our Brad Family? I'm begging you…"
He knew very well that after losing so many of its top-tier experts, his family could never withstand the wrath of the enraged major powers, let alone those who would want to kick them while they were down. Therefore, his only hope was Chen Fei.
After all, judging by his terrifying power and his status among the experts of the major powers, evident from all that had transpired…
Indeed, only he, Mr. Chen, could help their family survive this crisis.
But Chen Fei simply shook his head and said decisively, "Old Brad, I think you need to understand sothing. I almost died in there too. Now you want to step in and protect your family? Do you think that's realistic?"
Old Brad and Duke Ovilia's expressions froze. They could only hang their heads powerlessly, saying no more.
He's right. For him to be willing to spare our lives is already the height of rcy. How could we ask for more? It's impossible…
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