"Hmph!"
Wu Baihu's face suddenly changed, he groaned, took several steps back, clutching his chest, eyes wide open in disbelief as he looked at Yang Chen. A sweet taste surged up his throat, and he spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.
This elbow strike had already caused him internal injuries, and his ribs were cracked. Any movent would be excruciatingly painful.
"You!" Wu Baihu pointed at Yang Chen, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.
Wu Baihu's expression was furious. It wasn't that he wanted to kneel; the intense pain made it impossible for him to stand, causing him to kneel uncontrollably.
Yang Chen, seeing this, sneered coldly, "Kneeling now? Too late!"
"Who wants to kneel to you! I'll kill you! Today, you must die!" Wu Baihu was so angry he almost spat blood.
Bai Xiong and Bai Qinghong quickly stepped forward to support Wu Baihu, feeling both surprised and uneased. They hadn't expected Wu Baihu to not withstand even a single move from Yang Chen.
From the looks of it, Yang Chen's strength was much more than an Innate late stage, at least the early stage of the Martial Arts Realm!
"Quick! Bring my phone over here, call Old Wu to co imdiately!" Wu Baihu shouted angrily.
Wu Sanlu, hearing this, hurriedly whispered to Yang Chen, "Don't let them make the call. Old Wu is a strong expert in the early stage of the Martial Arts Realm. His cultivation is very high. If he cos, there might be trouble."
Yang Chen, hearing this, remained indifferent. He said calmly, "Sit down and wait. I'll deal with one or two of them, and once that Old Wu arrives, I'll take care of him too."
Wu Sanlu and Wu Yihan, upon hearing this, were elated internally, thinking that Yang Chen was indeed deeply hidden and unfazed by even Martial Arts Realm experts.
Imdiately, the three of them sat down on the sofa with Yang Chen, waiting.
Wu Baihu and Bai Xiong, seeing this scene, were almost about to explode with anger.
"Arrogant! So arrogant! You'll regret it!" Bai Xiong handed the phone to Wu Baihu, glaring at Yang Chen.
Yang Chen sneered and ignored him.
Wu Baihu snorted coldly, gritting his teeth, "Soon I'll make you kneel and beg for rcy from !"
Quickly, he dialed the phone, and Wu Baihu imdiately shouted, "Uncle! Save , soone is trying to kill in my office!"
Wu Baihu's pitiful voice caught everyone off guard, and they looked at him in surprise. They hadn't expected Wu Baihu to act; that cry sounded incredibly tragic as if he had a knife at his throat, making it obvious of his dire situation to anyone who heard.
After shouting, Wu Baihu decisively hung up, not giving the other side a chance to respond.
He knew that only this way would soone rush over at the fastest speed.
"You just wait! Soon enough, it won't matter even if you kneel and beg !" Wu Baihu glared viciously at Yang Chen.
Yang Chen sneered, not paying any attention, quietly waiting.
In less than ten minutes, a group of people barged through the door.
"Who dares to hurt my Xiaohu!" Yelled an old man in his sixties as he entered the room.
Yet, this Xiaohu and the burly Wu Baihu bore no resemblance.
Wu Baihu, upon seeing Old Wu enter, imdiately looked like he'd seen a savior, shouting, "Uncle, save !"
Seeing Wu Baihu's pale face, added with the blood on his chest and stains on the floor, Old Wu beca extrely worried. He quickly approached, pulling Wu Baihu over, "Xiaohu, how are you? Who injured you?"
"Him! Uncle, kill him for ! You must kill him!" Wu Baihu's face twisted fiercely as he angrily pointed at Yang Chen.
Imdiately, Old Wu turned to look at Yang Chen sitting leisurely on the sofa, and also at Wu Sanlu and Wu Yihan.
"Wu Sanlu!" Old Wu's face showed anger as he stood up and pointed at Wu Sanlu, "You unfilial wretch, you turncoat, helping outsiders harm our family mber!"
Wu Yihan angrily stood up, pointing at Old Wu, "What are you barking for, you old dog? You're the beast! How did you insult my father at his birthday banquet? And now you co saying all this. Did you ever consider us as part of your family? Ptooey!"
Old Wu had never been defied like this before; he sneered coldly, "Good! Very good! Once it's over, I'll tear your mouth off and pull your tongue out!"
Wu Sanlu replied coldly, "Old dog, you'd better understand the situation!"
The others who ca with Old Wu glared at Wu Sanlu, shouting angrily, "You turncoat, shut up!"
"You're courting death!"
"How could the Wu family produce soone like you, truly a bastard!"
"After today, I'll report you to the Patriarch, get you expelled from the Wu family for good!"
Yet Wu Sanlu was indifferent, sneering, "Do I care? Has the Wu family ever treated like a human all these years? Such a Wu family isn't worth staying in!"
"Haha!" Yang Chen clapped his hands, laughing, "It's truly funny. Can't even hold together your own family mbers, yet call yourselves a great family, it's laughable!"
"Who are you?" Old Wu's face darkened, staring at Yang Chen.
Yang Chen stood up, calmly saying, "I'm the one who'll wipe out your Wu family."
"You're courting death!" Old Wu shouted angrily, "Kneel!"
Imdiately, Old Wu's figure flashed, lifting his leg to kick at Yang Chen's knee.
If hit, a normal person would certainly have this leg destroyed.
However, Yang Chen just sneered, reached out his leg, and pressed down forcefully.
Bang!
The two legs collided fiercely.
"Hmph!" Old Wu groaned, taking a step back. His face changed slightly, feeling waves of pain from his leg.
At this mont, Old Wu realized that the man in front of him had extraordinary strength.
"Which family's disciple are you?" Old Wu asked coldly.
Yang Chen shrugged, "No family, just a loner."
"Impossible!" Old Wu imdiately denied, "How can an ordinary person have such strength? Who sent you?"
He believed that an ordinary person couldn't possibly have such cultivation. Even for the Martial Arts Realm, it required the support of a massive family; otherwise, reaching that level was impossible.
"Who's person?" Yang Chen pondered, suddenly rembering Ye Xin, "Does Nine Venerables count?"
"What?" Old Wu's expression changed dramatically, "You're with the Nine Venerables? With whom?"
After all, the Nine Venerables stood above the nine great families, but still, within the Nine Venerables, there's conflict among the families. Old Wu thought it must be soone sent by another family.
"With Left Envoy Yang, does that work?" Yang Chen blinked.
"Achoo!" Far away on Cloud Mist Mountain, Left Envoy Yang, who was reading in the study, suddenly sneezed, filled with doubt, not knowing what was going on.
Given their level of cultivation, such a thing as a minor cold should be impossible, especially in this sealed space, and yet a sneeze?
"Strange?" Left Envoy Yang put down the book, filled with curiosity.
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