Huang Zhan Yuan’s heart was in turmoil. He had a great relationship with Bei Changlin, and Bei Yinyao, as Bei Changlin’s only daughter, was doted upon by him, and he always cherished her.
He couldn’t just leave Bei Yinyao to her fate, but today, trying to resist Hu Qingtian and the others was utterly impossible. If he persisted, both Huang Zhou and the four Great Elders of the Huang Family would die alongside him.
As the leader of the Huang Family, driving the family to ruin was not sothing he wanted to see.
After a long silence, Huang Zhan Yuan suddenly shouted sternly, "mbers of the Huang Family, in the na of the Huang Family Patriarch, I command you to retreat imdiately!"
"Patriarch?"
"Grandpa?"
Huang Zhou and the four Great Elders were shocked, clearly understanding Huang Zhan Yuan’s intentions.
Huang Zhan Yuan wanted them to leave, while he stayed behind to make one final effort, having already disregarded life and death.
Bei Yinyao’s beautiful eyes widened in disbelief; she hadn’t expected Huang Zhan Yuan to disregard his own life to ensure her safety.
"Patriarch, we won’t leave!"
The four Great Elders knelt down, unwilling to leave. Huang Zhou, however, said nothing, feeling fearful deep in his heart.
He was still young and didn’t want his promising future to be cut short here.
He indeed liked Bei Yinyao very much, but without her, he could still find other won. He couldn’t bring himself to sacrifice his life for Bei Yinyao.
"Dare you disobey the Patriarch’s orders?"
Huang Zhan Yuan’s face showed struggle, but he still shouted in a deep voice.
The four Great Elders remained unmoved, determined to advance and retreat with Huang Zhan Yuan.
"Heh, what a touching scene!"
Mu Tanlang smirked, his smile icy.
Hu Qingtian’s eyes also turned cold, to him, Huang Zhan Yuan and the others’ lives were as insignificant as grass.
"You all talk too much, if you’re unwilling to leave, then die here!"
The faces of several people from the Huang Family stiffened, and Huang Zhou shuddered, feeling an impulse to turn and flee.
"Grandpa Huang, you all should leave quickly, don’t sacrifice yourselves for , you’re no match for this monster!"
Bei Yinyao’s eyes welled with tears as she cried softly.
Before Huang Zhan Yuan and the others could speak, Mu Tanlang had already shot them a cold glance.
"Little Bei family girl, facing death, you still care about the lives of others?" he sneered, "Rest assured, since you’re so concerned about them, I’ll see to it you all reunite in hell. I’m sure your father will be very ’pleased’ to hear this, hey!"
He had already regarded Bei Yinyao as a dead person.
"Is that so? I think not necessarily!"
At that mont, a calm voice rang out, causing everyone to turn their heads. They saw a handso young man leaning against a Lincoln car, with a carefree attitude and raised eyebrows.
The voice, of course, ca from him.
"You people sure are bold, fighting and killing on a public outer highway, aren’t you a bit too rampant!"
Ye Qingfeng patted the dust off his clothes and walked step by step to the center of the two groups.
"If you lot get lost quickly, I can pretend I didn’t see anything, everyone, vanish from my sight imdiately!"
His voice was calm and serene, yet carried an undeniable tone, leaving everyone montarily stunned.
Huang Zhou looked at Ye Qingfeng as if he were an idiot. Of course, he rembered this young man well. At the sports club, he had intended to teach Ye Qingfeng a lesson, but was stopped by Huang Zhan Yuan.
He and Huang Zhan Yuan judged that Ye Qingfeng should be the son of a high-ranking mber of the Nine Tribulations. But now he was facing a top assassin organization.
Even a Half-step War King master. Probably even if the Nine Tribulations’ high echelons ca personally, it might not be of any use. Ye Qingfeng standing out at this ti was undoubtedly like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
"Ah!"
Bei Yinyao was horrified, wanting to call Ye Qingfeng back, but Bai Wan’er and An Ruoqing gave her a reassuring look, leaving her puzzled.
Mu Tanlang’s eyes were sinister; the mont Ye Qingfeng spoke, he had already put him on his death list.
Hu Qingtian also had eyes filled with murderous intent; no one could make a joke out of him, and moreover, Ye Qingfeng actually told him to get lost?
"Kid, do you know who I am, and yet you dare tell to scram?"
Hu Qingtian’s stature was short and deford, having nothing in common with the charming Ye Qingfeng. But when he spoke, the temperature around seed to drop a bit.
Mu Tanlang also laughed coldly, "Kid, I don’t know who you are, but didn’t your family teach you to respect your elders?"
"Elders?" Ye Qingfeng’s lips curled into a smirk, "Just with the likes of you, are you fit to be considered elders?"
Mu Tanlang was so enraged that he laughed, his clothes flapping violently under the shock of his Spiritual Power.
"This kid really doesn’t know what’s good for him!"
Huang Zhou was full of disdain, Ye Qingfeng refusing Bei Yinyao’s invitation at the club had already ignited his anger, and now seeing Ye Qingfeng standing out like an idiot to provoke Seven Kills and Hu Qingtian filled him with a twisted sense of pleasure.
He wished nothing more than for Ye Qingfeng to be crushed to death with one palm!
Bei Yinyao saw Ye Qingfeng standing in the center of everyone, her heart was in her throat. The scene of Ye Qingfeng outshining the Jiangbei Three Young Masters at the ball was still clear in her mind, but now he was facing sothing far different from those young masters.
Everyone here was a ruthless killer, ten or even a hundred Jiangbei Three Young Masters wouldn’t match up to a single one of them.
"Haha, does him stepping out an the problem is solved?"
An Ruoqing’s bright eyes blinked as she smiled softly.
Bai Wan’er gently nodded; she had seen Ye Qingfeng’s arrogance more than once.
Now, despite the multitude of opponents, each with an awe-inspiring ferocity, Ye Qingfeng stood proud with disdain for all. This kind of extraordinary majestic deanor captured her heart.
This was the true hero of heaven and earth.
Bei Yinyao didn’t understand why the two were so relaxed; only she was filled with anxiety.
"You’re called Hu Qingtian, right? And you so-called ’Seven Kills’ or whatever, while I’m still in a good mood, better scram, don’t make say it a third ti!"
Mu Tanlang’s power surged, but Ye Qingfeng maintained his calm deanor, and his tone was even more domineering than before.
The four Great Elders of the Huang Family shook their heads gently, even Huang Zhan Yuan was greatly helpless, "This guy most likely lives pampered in the Nine Tribulations, unaware of the imnsity of heaven and earth, yet he dares to utter such wild words to Hu Qingtian and the others."
Huang Zhou laughed coldly in his heart, the more Ye Qingfeng sought death, the happier he was. Since he couldn’t personally deal with Ye Qingfeng, he was very content seeing Mu Tanlang and others take action.
The people of Seven Kills all wore grim expressions, while Old Man Hei was ready to step forward and kill Ye Qingfeng with one palm. Hu Qingtian suddenly burst into laughter at this mont.
"Haha!"
"I, Hu Qingtian, have walked in Huaxia for so many years, and this is the first ti a little brat has dared to tell to scram?"
He found it extrely amusing for a dignified Half-step War King master of respected standing to be looked down upon by a re young man of less than twenty.
"Kid, do you know who I am and you dare tell to scram?"
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