"Since she isn’t worthy, why are you relentlessly coercing her?" Ye Qianqian asked.
"Heh, like mother, like daughter. You’re courageous, far better than those worthless ones kneeling on the ground. Kill all those who knelt and begged for rcy. As for the rest, keep them under watch," Tang Zhetian ordered with a wave of his hand.
"Let our Wang Family handle this!" Wang Hai said excitedly.
Yan Feng also wanted to curry favor with Tang Zhetian, but he was a step too late. The task fell to Wang Hai, who led the Wang Family’s Tributors to exterminate all the kneeling Zhao Family mbers.
The onlookers trembled in terror. This man was a true madman.
"Alright, begin setting up the wedding. My grandson must marry Ye Qianqian today. It doesn’t matter if she’s worthy or not; if my grandson likes her, that’s all that matters!" Tang Zhetian commanded.
Everyone sprang into action, and the people of the Zhao Family didn’t dare to resist. At least this way, they could temporarily preserve their lives.
As ti passed, a stream of luxury cars drove into the Zhao Residence. These people were all here for the wedding. Even if it was only a ghost marriage, they wanted to use this opportunity to curry favor with the Tang Family of Sea City.
Essentially, aside from the organizations that had sided with the Star Shining Society, all other organizations and tycoons from Jingnan Prefecture were present, including so famous Martial Artists from Jianghu.
It could be said that half of the Martial Arts World in Jingnan Prefecture had co. Martial Artists were human, too, and they also needed connections.
Jingnan Prefecture had sixteen regional Martial Arts Associations and one Martial Arts General Association, making for seventeen presidents in total. Fifteen of them had co. The only two absent were Ye Feng, president of the Jingnan Prefecture Martial Arts General Association, and Wang Nantian, president of the Kang City Martial Arts Association.
An elder stepped forward and said respectfully, "Master Tang, my condolences. I hope this ghost marriage helps you overco your grief and achieve a breakthrough in your Realm."
"Hmph," Tang Zhetian rely grunted, not sparing them a second glance. In his eyes, the Martial Artists of Jingnan Prefecture were nothing more than a rabble, unworthy of his attention.
People continuously entered the Zhao Family mansion, but the expressions of Zhao Haishan and the others grew increasingly grim. With so many powerful people present, even if Yang Qi were incredibly strong, his arrival would be tantamount to suicide. They were deeply conflicted. They hoped for Yang Qi to co, but they also feared his arrival. If he didn’t co, he would live to avenge them later. But if he did, it might an death for everyone—an outco no one wanted to see.
The ghost marriage was about to begin, but almost everyone’s eyes were focused on the Zhao Residence’s main gate, where Yang Qi might appear. On the surface, this was a ghost marriage ceremony hosted by the Tang Family of Sea City. In reality, it was more like a trap set for Yang Qi. The mont he dared to step into the Zhao Residence, his death was certain. Everyone was ready, waiting for his arrival.
"What should we do?" Ye Qianqian was genuinely worried. Although she believed Yang Qi was powerful, they were facing the Tang Family of Sea City and countless strong Martial Artists. What could one person possibly do alone? She couldn’t help but worry. With the situation having escalated this far, she now hoped he wouldn’t co.
"There’s nothing we can do now but pray," Zhao Huan sighed.
Ye Zuisheng didn’t speak. He touched the pendant hanging around his neck and clenched his teeth, seemingly having made a montous decision.
Jia ngxue was also present at the ghost marriage today, representing the Jia Family of Sea City. Beside her stood a woman and an old man who were clearly formidable experts. Ever since the incident at the hotel, Jia ngxue had started to take her personal safety much more seriously. A supre beauty hailed as the number one belle of both Sea City and its business world, Jia ngxue held imnse influence over the hearts of n.
"Miss, must we really sever ties with the Tang Family? The Family Head probably won’t agree," the elder said to Jia ngxue with a sigh.
"Whether he agrees or not has nothing to do with . You are my people, so rember this: I represent myself, not the Jia Family of Sea City. I represent my ngxue Group." Jia ngxue glanced at the elder. "I’m telling you, Yang Qi is my future. I absolutely will not let him die. This ti, I have to make him owe a favor."
Just then, Tang Wenqiang’s voice echoed, "The wedding is about to start! All mbers of the Zhao Family, kneel before my son’s morial!"
Soon, the entire Zhao Family was brought before the Spirit Hall.
"Kneel!" Wang Teng roared.
Today, he was practically bursting with joy. He couldn’t stand being suppressed by Yang Qi any longer. He hadn’t retaliated before because he knew he didn’t have the power. But now, with the backing of the Tang Family from Sea City, he felt capable again, ready to challenge Yang Qi once more.
Zhao Haishan and the others didn’t move.
"Make them kneel!" Wang Teng commanded fiercely. A group of n rushed forward and forced every mber of the Zhao Family to their knees.
"Kill us or cut us up as you please, but don’t humiliate us like this!" Zhao Haishan shouted angrily.
Tang Zhetian chuckled coldly. "Of course, you all must die, but not now. Yang Qi hasn’t arrived yet, and it would be a pity if you died before he got here. But rest assured, starting now, I will kill one of you every ten minutes until he arrives!"
"Don’t waste your ti. He won’t co," Zhao Haishan said, shaking his head. "He’s not a fool. He surely knows you’ve set a Heaven and Earth Net here. Why would he walk into a death trap?"
"That’s not necessarily true!" Tang Zhetian retorted. "According to the intelligence Yan Duo gave us, this Yang Qi is a man of deep loyalty and righteousness. You all may be expendable, but he will definitely co to rescue Ye Qianqian and her family. Of course, whether he cos or not, you are all dood to die."
A car was speeding down the road to the Zhao Family mansion, with many other cars following close behind.
Inside, sitting in the passenger seat, was none other than Yang Qi.
It was a Spirit Car—a vehicle used for transporting the deceased. The Wolf King was at the wheel.
"Big Brother, one coffin won’t be enough, will it?" the Wolf King asked with a laugh.
"One certainly won’t be enough, but its symbolic significance is more important than its practical use! The coffin I bought for that old scoundrel Tang Zhetian is the best one from the funeral ho. It cost a full 100,000!" Yang Qi laughed.
"A hundred thousand!" The Wolf King was speechless. Are coffins really this expensive nowadays? "Isn’t that letting the old bastard off a bit cheap?"
"Not at all. Once Tang Zhetian dies, we’ll get our hands on the Tang Family’s assets. We might not get all of it, but it’ll be more than enough to cover the cost of the coffin," Yang Qi replied with a smile. He could already imagine the frantic reactions of the jackals once word spread that the Tang Family of Sea City had collapsed. They would undoubtedly swarm in to divide and devour the remains.
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