A desolate silence fell over the vast arena.
It was quiet. Deathly quiet.
This important figure acted with lightning speed and decisiveness. He didn't waste words; when it was ti to act, he struck.
Yu Zhen was still writhing on the ground, streaked with blood. He instinctively reached a hand toward Yu Xiang, silently pleading for help.
Pain! He could feel it with horrifying clarity—his tongue had been sliced nearly in half. Even if he survived, he would probably be a mute for the rest of his life, never able to speak again.
Amid his horror and despair, a deep-seated resentnt toward Chen Yang festered within him. That damned bastard actually crippled !
"Zhen'er!"
Yu Xiang scrambled over on her hands and knees, practically crawling to Yu Zhen's side and hugging him tightly. "My son, my son, are you alright?"
"Mmmph..." Yu Zhen tried to cry out in pain, but with his savaged tongue, he couldn't form a single word. Instead, a gush of fresh blood poured from his open mouth.
"He's just a child!" Yu Xiang's eyes were practically splitting with fury. She snapped her head up, her bloodshot eyes staring daggers at Chen Yang. She doted on her only son, treating him like a precious treasure she was afraid would lt in her mouth or break in her hands. She granted his every wish.
But now, soone had crippled him. One could only imagine the rage boiling in her heart.
"You're supposed to be a great man, so how could you be so ruthless to a child? You are a disgrace to the title of Zhennan Prince!" Yu Xiang shrieked.
"The word 'child' is not a get-out-of-jail-free card." Chen Yang let out a dry laugh, utterly disdainful of such moral blackmail. When troublemakers like this get what they deserve, their guardians never look for the cause in themselves. All they do is spout nonsense about how 'he's just a child,' 'he's still young,' 'you shouldn't hold it against him.' So everyone else is just supposed to suffer and die? As the saying goes, a child's misdeeds are the father's fault. Besides, how could a boy of fifteen or sixteen not know the difference between right and wrong?
"If the family doesn't teach certain lessons, society will find soone who will," Chen Yang stated.
Yu Xiang's expression shifted wildly. "It's not your place to teach him!" she retorted.
"I have no ti to teach. Wouldn't it be cleaner to just kill him and be done with it?"
Yu Xiang was left speechless.
The atmosphere in the arena grew heavy.
"But on second thought," Chen Yang slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and tilted his head, speaking earnestly, "it would be better for an elder of your Yu Family to deal with this piece of trash personally. And the Yu Family Head is the most suitable person for the job."
"I'll give him ten minutes."
Yu Xiang was horrified into silence.
Chen Yang pulled over a chair and sat down casually. He glanced at the others. "Inform your family heads to co here. Otherwise, I'll have to kill my way through each family, one by one."
Since things had co to this, if he was going to protect the Xue Family, how could he establish his authority without killing a few people?
Just then, Qin Qiu and Xue Xinlan walked in.
When the young girl, Lanlan, saw the scene, she was stunned at first, but then she let out a huge sigh of relief. She had been on edge the entire ti she was walking with Qin Qiu.
But now…
"Co here," Chen Yang beckoned with a wave.
Xue Xinlan scurried over. She looked at the warm smile on this big brother's face, wanting to speak but hesitating.
Chen Yang patted her head and smiled. "Have you been learning martial arts from your great-grandfather all these years?"
"Yes!" Xue Xinlan nodded, then pouted slightly. "But my talent is limited. I'm only at the Sixth Rank."
"You're still young. That's very good!" As he spoke, Chen Yang flicked a golden halo of light into Xue Xinlan's body.
HUM!
Instantly, a radiant light burst from Xue Xinlan's body as her power surged, leaping past the Seventh Rank entirely and settling at the peak of the Eighth Rank.
Xue Xinlan was speechless. The rest of the crowd was equally stunned.
What the hell? He made her jump two whole major realms with a single gesture?
"True strength is the strength you possess yourself," Chen Yang said, patting Xue Xinlan's shoulder. "I will protect the Xue Family for ten years. After that, you're on your own."
These words were ant not only for Xue Xinlan but also for all the young Xue Family disciples present. The implication was clear: the future of the Xue Family ultimately rested on their own shoulders. Chen Yang had no intention of letting the Xue Family beco flowers in a greenhouse, relying on his protection and neglecting their own efforts.
"The Xue Family will turn this sha into strength!" Xue Gang stepped forward and gave Chen Yang a respectful, cupped-fist salute, his voice firm with conviction.
Chen Yang nodded, then said to Xue Xinlan, "Go on. Burn joss paper for your great-grandfather."
Xue Xinlan knelt before Chen Yang and kowtowed deeply three tis before walking toward the brazier.
Chen Yang smiled faintly.
They were all people. But comparing the descendants of the Xue Family to those of the Yu Family... it was an utter humiliation to the Xue Family.
「Ten minutes later.」
The once-empty community streets were shattered from their bleak silence by the sudden arrival of a large group of people. Flurries of paper money swirled into the air on the strong wind. The neighbors, already hidden behind their tightly shut doors, burrowed deeper into their hos, not daring to breathe.
Today, the Xue Family is probably going to be utterly destroyed.
The man leading this large contingent was Yu Zhen's grandfather, the Yu Family Head, Yu Zhentian.
Dressed in white training clothes, Yu Zhentian was not a tall man, but the fierce aura radiating from him made people lower their heads, not daring to et his gaze.
"Who did this?!"
The mont he stepped into the courtyard, Yu Zhentian saw the crowd of people kneeling on the ground. His brow furrowed instinctively. But when his gaze fell on Yu Zhen, his grandson's cheek pierced through and his body soaked in blood, his fierce, tiger-like eyes instantly beca bloodshot, and a scorching rage erupted from them.
"Zhen'er!" Yu Zhentian roared hoarsely, striding forward.
Engulfed in excruciating pain, Yu Zhen struggled to lift a hand and point at Chen Yang. Muffled sobs escaped him.
"You?!" Yu Zhentian's gaze snapped toward Chen Yang.
Chen Yang nodded and gestured toward the morial hall. "Since you're here, you should offer a stick of incense first."
Yu Zhentian froze.
Is he ordering to offer my condolences and burn incense for that bastard Xue Dalong? More importantly, this guy crippled my grandson! And look at him, so calm and confident, ordering around?
Yu Zhentian laughed abruptly. How ridiculous! In all his years, he had never t soone so audacious.
"Elder Qin, kill him," Yu Zhentian said curtly, waving a hand at an old man following closely behind him.
The onlookers exchanged baffled glances.
That's the forr Zhennan Prince... and he wants to kill him?
"No, no!" Realizing the situation was about to spiral out of control, Yu Xiang yelled, "Dad, he... he's the one! The one who just retired!"
At these words, the entire world went silent.
Elder Qin, who had been about to step forward, froze for a mont before carefully retracting his leg.
Yu Zhentian himself was petrified, standing stock-still as if turned to stone.
So that's why they're all kneeling! It's because of him!
"This..." Suddenly, Yu Zhentian's face beca as ugly as if he had just swallowed a dead fly. He had been blinded by rage after seeing his grandson's state; otherwise, with his usual shrewdness, how could he have missed that sothing was terribly wrong with the scene?
Damn it all!
"Offer the incense," Chen Yang repeated.
"Yes, right away!" Yu Zhentian's previous arrogance vanished, and the murderous aura around him dissipated without a trace. Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, he scurried over to the morial hall.
Chen Yang rolled his eyes.
Seeing Yu Zhentian earnestly light the incense and kneel, Chen Yang couldn't help but think, Does this old coot not have a single shred of backbone?ŸŸŸ The sorrow etched on his face, the look of a man on the verge of tears... anyone who didn't know better would think he and Xue Dalong had been the dearest of friends.
In reality, Chen Yang had underestimated the terror his slaughter at Chilian Peak had instilled in the people of Cangyun City.
"My... My Lord..." After finishing, Yu Zhentian turned back to Chen Yang with a fawning smile, but before he could finish, Chen Yang spoke first. "I don't care how you raised such an heir. In short, you will deal with him personally. Execute him."
Yu Zhentian was stunned.
"Not satisfied?" Chen Yang narrowed his eyes, glancing at the man.
"My Lord, this... this..."
BOOM!
With a flick of his sleeve, Chen Yang sent Yu Zhentian flying several ters. He crashed heavily to the ground, the bones in his chest shattering. He then fell silent, simply staring at the man on the ground.
Yu Zhentian's face was ashen. His eyes were filled with nothing but absolute terror. Finally, he gritted his teeth and nodded. "I... I'll do it!"
「anwhile.」
The Elders' Court issued a decree.
A new position would be created above the Nine Gates Admiral. Its full title: War God of the State, with the honorific title of Carefree.
Its mandate: to command all soldiers and Military Generals of the Martial Departnt's five central, eastern, southern, western, and northern divisions.
It could also be called the Commander of the Martial Departnt.
The na of the appointee would be announced publicly tomorrow.
In an instant, the news sent all of Cangyun City into an uproar.
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