"Hahaha!"
"Good! This is perfect!"
He Wanshan and his son, He Lei, were practically doubled over with laughter.
But when they cald down and rembered He Zixing's current state, their expressions turned cold again.
"Mother, is there really no hope for Zixing's injuries?" He Lei asked, his face fraught with worry as tears stread down his face.
Nong Cuiru's expression darkened. "Our only hope is Jiang Xinghai."
"In that case, we can't kill him yet."
He Wanshan looked utterly frustrated. "When he gets here, we'll subdue him first! We have to wait until at least Zixing has recovered..."
"That's why we must try courtesy before resorting to force." This was Nong Cuiru's plan as well.
"But what if he refuses our kindness?" He Lei was furious.
"As long as he dares to show up, everything will be easy to handle."
Just then, the Butcher's voice ca from the shadows.
The three mbers of the He Family were overjoyed to hear him.
"Send the order! All clan mbers are permitted to enter the main hall to observe from a distance. With Lord Butcher here in person, this will be an excellent opportunity for them to watch and learn about cultivation!"
He Wanshan waved his hand, and his subordinate imdiately went to carry out the order.
'It's 9:30 PM. Why hasn't he shown up yet?' He Lei thought, keeping track of the ti.
It had been nearly half an hour since Jiang Xinghai left the highway exit ramp!
Little did they know.
After Jiang Xinghai and his two companions arrived in Central State, they went to a famous local lamb soup restaurant.
According to Jiang Xinghai, it was to warm up on a rainy day.
"Brother Hai, it's almost 10:00 at night, and the rain is getting heavier. Why don't we find a hotel and check in? We can deal with this tomorrow," Ma Long suggested, raising his glass.
"That makes sense."
Jiang Xinghai took a large bite of lamb. "How about this: you and Elder Xue find a hotel and check in. I'll pay the He Family a visit by myself. That's final."
"Absolutely not. I must accompany you, Mr. Jiang," Xue Zhong imdiately protested, shaking his head.
"Right, right! I have to go with Brother Hai, too," Ma Long added, shaking his head vehently.
But Jiang Xinghai was even more decisive. He waved his hand dismissively. "I already know where the He Family estate is. There's no need for you two to tag along. You'll just slow down my draw."
Xue Zhong and Ma Long exchanged a look and could only nod with wry smiles.
「Half an hour later.」
The mbers of the He Family had grown impatient.
"Damn it! Jiang Xinghai, you bastard! Did you piss your pants in fear and not dare to co?!" He Lei shouted into the rainy night, standing at the entrance to the hall.
BOOM...
Flashes of lightning and claps of thunder streaked across the sky.
Amidst a flash of lightning, a young man in a suit appeared, whistling through the air.
"And who the hell are you to say that?"
The newcor was none other than Jiang Xinghai. His icy eyes locked onto He Lei, who was still roaring with his head thrown back. "You're the ones who pissed your pants!"
BANG!
Before the words had even faded, a foot landed on He Lei's neck.
CRASH!
He Lei was sent flying, tumbling deep into the main hall.
The mont he hit the ground, his neck snapped. He fell silent, unmoving.
The hall fell deathly silent!
Seeing He Lei killed in a single move, many of the He Family mbers watching from a distance collapsed where they stood, having indeed pissed themselves in fear.
"Lei!"
He Wanshan, the He Family Patriarch, had wanted to intervene but was too late. He could only watch as his son was killed with a single blow, his deep-set eyes instantly turning bloodshot.
"Xiaoleizi!"
Nong Cuiru shot Jiang Xinghai a venomous glare before rushing to He Lei's body.
"Kill him!"
All of He Wanshan's plans had been thrown into chaos by Jiang Xinghai's sudden arrival!
Now, he had only one goal: to kill Jiang Xinghai!
"Old man, don't!"
But suddenly, Nong Cuiru's voice shrieked, raw with desperation, "Xiaoleizi is already gone! We have to save our grandson Zixing! We can't kill him! Keep him alive! Save Zixing first, then we can decide! Keep him alive...!"
He Wanshan's entire body surged with vital energy and bloodlust. "You killed my son and injured my grandson! Jiang Xinghai, you deserve to die a thousand deaths!"
"One, two, three..."
However, Jiang Xinghai ignored him completely. Instead, he began pointing and counting the He Family mbers gathered in the distance. "Seventy-six people inside, sixty-one people outside... But why don't I see that little bastard He Zixing?"
"My grandson is resting from the severe injuries you gave him!"
He Wanshan closed in on Jiang Xinghai step by step. He had to subdue him first!
"Old man, is it really a good idea to be so aggressive?"
Jiang Xinghai, completely fearless, pressed forward. "This is all the He Family's fault, yet you have the gall to make slanderous accusations? I only ca to the He Family tonight to seek justice. Do you really think you can stop ?"
"Arrogant fool! Take this!"
He Wanshan could bear it no longer. Like a bolting rabbit, he waited for the perfect mont to strike.
"Hold on!"
Suddenly, Jiang Xinghai held up an index finger and wagged it.
"Facing death's door and you still have sothing to say?" He Wanshan's fists gathered power for his strongest attack.
"It's ti to bring He Zixing out. I have a surprise for you all," Jiang Xinghai said, raising a hand to light a cigarette.
'A surprise?'
He Wanshan, who had been about to strike, glanced at Nong Cuiru.
"Jiang Xinghai, have you had a change of heart? Are you willing to heal my grandson?" Nong Cuiru pressed.
Jiang Xinghai said flatly, "Just gather everyone in the main hall. Then you'll know what I'm going to do. Why all the pointless chatter?"
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