"You!"
Nong Cuiru didn't know what trick Jiang Xinghai had up his sleeve, and she hesitated, words caught in her throat.
"Just bring Zixing out," He Wanshan said in a low voice.
'With the Butcher watching over the He Family, can this Jiang Xinghai really make any waves?'
At Nong Cuiru's command, two people left and brought out He Zixing.
Then, the sixty-odd bodyguards lying in ambush outside also sealed the doorway shut.
Now, not even a fly could escape!
"Is everyone here?"
Jiang Xinghai just smiled faintly.
His style had always been to leave no loose ends. He had co here, naturally, to annihilate the entire He Family!
He made a show of counting them. "I'm afraid there's still one person who hasn't shown themselves, right?"
His gaze aningfully drifted toward the folding screen deep within the hall.
He Wanshan's expression changed abruptly.
'How could Jiang Xinghai possibly sense the Butcher hiding in the shadows?'
"Since everyone's here, this will be much easier."
Jiang Xinghai was deliberately toying with them, partly as a warning to the Butcher hiding in the shadows.
'The path of Martial Arts is an arduous one to walk.'
'Reaching the Venerable Realm is no simple feat.'
'If the man insisted on looking for trouble, he wouldn't mind teaching him a lesson.'
"Jiang Xinghai, what exactly is this surprise you were talking about?"
Nong Cuiru was full of confidence now. With nearly two hundred people surrounding Jiang Xinghai, could he possibly fly away?
"Now that your whole clan has gathered, I can settle this once and for all," Jiang Xinghai said without a smile, flicking the ash from his cigarette.
The cigarette in his hand was half-finished.
"You want to take care of my He Family all at once?"
He Wanshan finally understood Jiang Xinghai's intentions and laughed in fury. "You youngster, your arrogance knows no bounds! Who do you think you are? Do you really think you're so Venerable big shot? You reckless-mouthed punk! Heal my grandson at once, and this old man may grant you the rcy of leaving your corpse intact!"
"The Patriarch is mighty and domineering!"
"Death would be too good for an arrogant punk like him, trespassing in our He Family's ho!"
"..."
In an instant, all the clansn were in an uproar.
In response, Jiang Xinghai just took an indifferent drag from his cigarette. Only a third of it was left.
"Brat, this old man will give you one last chance!"
He Wanshan could no longer stand Jiang Xinghai's arrogance. "If you can cure my grandson's affliction, I can give you a dignified death. Don't be ungrateful for my rcy!"
"Noisy!"
Jiang Xinghai spat the word coldly, his figure vanishing in a flash.
"What!"
He Wanshan never expected Jiang Xinghai to be so fast. They had been seven or eight ters apart.
But in the next instant, he felt a wave of killing intent wash over him, aid straight for his face.
"BAM!"
Jiang Xinghai's fist smashed into He Wanshan's face, caving it in completely as he collapsed to the ground with a thud.
This prideful Ninth-Grade Grandmaster probably never imagined, even as he drew his last breath, what kind of existence he was facing in Jiang Xinghai.
Suddenly—
The hall fell deathly silent, everyone frozen like cicadas in winter!
The He Family's Patriarch, the backbone of the He Family, He Wanshan was dead!
He couldn't even withstand a single punch from Jiang Xinghai!
What did that even an?
The only word that could describe Jiang Xinghai's dominance was "terrifying"!
"Old man!"
Having just witnessed the deaths of her son, He Lei, and now her husband, He Wanshan, Nong Cuiru could no longer bear the blow. She let out a piercing scream and fainted, collapsing to the floor.
"Why have you all stopped barking?"
Jiang Xinghai flicked his ash again, his gaze sweeping over everyone present. "In that case, be annihilated!"
"SWISH SWISH SWISH..."
Over a hundred silver needles whistled through the air, following unerring trajectories to strike every single person in the room!
"PUFF!"
"Oh no!"
"Run!"
The expressions of the clansn and the He Family bodyguards alike twisted in horror.
But in the end, not a single one escaped. All of them were pierced between the eyebrows by the silver needles, and they crashed to the ground.
"Now, it's your turn."
The cigarette in Jiang Xinghai's hand had just burned out. With a flick of his finger, he sent it flying toward the nearby folding screen.
"Young friend!"
Suddenly, the Butcher, who had been hiding in the shadows, had no choice but to dart out. "Don't misunderstand! I'm not with the He Family."
Though his expression was placid, a closer look would reveal a trace of astonishnt in his eyes.
To annihilate the entire He Family with such thods... even he was shaken to the core.
He, too, could kill a Ninth-Grade Grandmaster like He Wanshan with a single punch.
But he definitely couldn't do it with the sa ease and nonchalance as Jiang Xinghai.
Therefore, at the critical mont, he had remained neutral.
Although the He Family had hired him for the price of a Blood Ganoderma, he had also stated his terms beforehand: the signal would be a smashed cup!
From beginning to end, he had never received the signal from the He Family, so it was only natural that he hadn't made a move.
Of course, the most crucial reason was that he had witnessed Jiang Xinghai's extraordinary power and had developed a desire to befriend him.
"A little interesting."
Seeing the Butcher's show of goodwill, Jiang Xinghai said nothing more.
"Master Butcher, I beg you to act!"
Suddenly, Nong Cuiru, who had fainted earlier, woke up. She raised a teacup high in her hand and smashed it violently onto the ground.
"CRACK!"
The teacup shattered on the floor.
The Butcher's eyes narrowed, and he cursed a blue streak in his mind.
'I'm trying to get on this Jiang Xinghai's good side, for fuck's sake!'
'And you, you fucking bitch, just had to go and make trouble for !'
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