"So you're the one who killed a royal? Provoking the mighty imperial authority like this, are you tired of living?"
From among the spectating royals, a cold rebuke suddenly rang out, followed by scornful jeers that sparked a round of thunderous laughter.
Never mind that it was the Southern Royal Family's ss to begin with.
Taking a huge step back, whether it was Tang Tai, Tang Yunxing, or any of their subordinates and proxies, they were but a drop in the bucket, the tip of the iceberg, to the Southern Royal Family.
He killed a few insignificant characters and now presus to look down on all the royal families?
This was, without a doubt, sheer arrogance and a gross overestimation of his own abilities.
Utterly laughable!
All the royals stared at Chen Yang on the screen with mocking expressions. Their gazes, their deanor—it was no different from looking at a dead man, devoid of sympathy, filled only with ridicule and murderous intent.
Anyone who tarnishes the prestige of the royal families deserves to be executed.
Before long, a lackey of Chen Xiao from the Chen Royal Clan rushed to Qingyuan River Plaza. Without even catching his breath, he began to shout haughtily, "Chen Yang, your cris deserve a thousand deaths! Are the mbers of the Southern Royal Family people you can provoke? You reckless cur, you've thoroughly disgraced our Chen Family! If this affects the relationship between our Chen Family and the Southern Royal Family, can you bear the responsibility?
"The Third Young Master of the Chen Royal Clan, in consideration of our shared blood, now gives you a special command: kneel and apologize, then take your own life as atonent. Otherwise, the Third Young Master will personally clean house."
In an instant, the entire plaza was in an uproar.
These words could only be described as domineering.
Moreover, his tone implied that Chen Xiao of the Chen Royal Clan was ready to intervene, or rather, was already on his way.
If Chen Yang defied the royal command, this Third Young Master would personally execute him.
Despite such a high-profile entrance, no one else from the Chen Family spoke up.
This was clearly no longer Chen Xiao's action alone but had the tacit approval of the entire Chen Family.
This high-born heir, the first in line of succession, was truly being cast aside as the son of a criminal, slated for complete removal.
Affecting the Chen Family's relationship with the Southern Royal Family? Does this an that to maintain relations with outsiders, this Third Young Master is going to personally execute his own clansman?
"What a pity. In terms of seniority and nobility of bloodline, this Chen Xiao is nothing compared to Chen Yang, right?"
"That may be so, but Chen Xiao is, after all, the one the Chen Family poured all its resources into cultivating. He's a strong contender for the position of Family Head. I wonder what Chen Yang will think once he witnesses the Third Young Master's unmatched prowess."
Tis had certainly changed.
One had grown up wild outside the clan, while the other was cultivated with the full might of a royal family. After so many years, the gap between them was self-evident.
Most critically, Chen Xiao's branch of the family had exterminated Chen Yang's direct relatives and now sought to lord it over him.
Such a situation, such a psychological blow—it would be impossible for anyone to accept.
"After twenty-eight years, the descendant of the executioner is going to lord it over the victim's heir once again. How amusing, haha!"
From the camp of the West Sea Royal Family, a tall, spirited young man nad Li Chenyang grinned and laughed aloud.
After speaking, he lit a cigarette, shaking his head. "Supre Martial Commander? He's just a dog who guarded the nation's gates for us! No, he's not even a dog anymore. At best, a stray?"
"Haha..."
The mbers of the West Sea Royal Family erupted in collective laughter.
"Those words are quite crushing!" said a middle-aged man in a green robe, sitting next to Li Chenyang with his legs crossed and a teacup in hand, an amused smile on his face. "If he heard that, how could he possibly accept it? What if he dies from anger? Then how will we watch the rest of the show?"
"You're right, Uncle Three. If this guy dies before Chen Xiao arrives, it would be our West Sea Royal Family's fault," Li Chenyang said, feigning a sudden realization. He imdiately nodded in apology, his expression one of earnestness that dripped with veiled, gleeful sarcasm.
"Young Master Chenyang is right."
A nearby family servant, hoping to make an impression and curry favor with Li Chenyang, quickly stepped forward, bowing and scraping as he said, "He's been kicked out of the Martial Departnt and now labeled the son of a criminal by the Chen Royal Clan. A stray dog like that... forget you esteed lords, even a nobody like could step on him a few tis."
"Haha, those words are even more crushing, but I love to hear them," Li Chenyang said, holding his cigarette and laughing heartily as he looked up.
The middle-aged man chuckled, then stood and waved his hand. "Let's go. We'll go see for ourselves."
"Alright!"
Setting out at the sa ti was a group from the Dugu Family.
「Inside a business van.」
A young man was polishing a longsword, his lip curled in disdain. "Supre Martial Commander? If this hadn't already beco the Chen Family's internal affair, I, Dugu Ming, would have entered the ring myself to crush this damned dog under my foot and grind him into the dirt."
The others just smiled without a word.
What a true mutt, daring to hold all the royal families in contempt? Utterly clueless.
With the conflict having escalated to this point, no one believed Chen Yang could still slaughter his way out. Leaving aside the Southern Royal Family, the other three royal families had all entered the fray.
Such a spectacle was unprecedented.
「The Chen Royal Clan.」
In the height of sumr, the air was filled not only with scorching heat but also lush greenery.
Inside a heavily guarded small courtyard, a little television was broadcasting live footage from the plaza.
Beside it, Chen Jinnan held a razor, ticulously shaving the stubble from his face. He checked his reflection in the mirror, and once he was certain it was perfectly clean, he washed his face with water.
He changed into a brand-new black gown and, as he buttoned it up one by one, he murmured in an exceedingly calm tone, "Since you don't recognize Chen Yang, where does this talk of 'cleaning house' co from?
"Twenty-eight years ago, I failed to protect your mother and our direct kin. That was my fault.
"How could I possibly watch you face this tribulation today?"
With that said, Chen Jinnan picked up a brown pill from the table, tossed it into his mouth, and swallowed.
This morning, soone from the Chen Family's Inner Court had delivered this pill, leaving only a single ssage: "This can help you recover your strength at the cost of thirty years of your life force. The choice is yours."
Just a re Chen Xiao thinks he can kill my son?
Chen Jinnan's face flushed crimson as blood began to trickle from his seven orifices, but he paid it no mind, simply wiping it away carefully with a towel.
Chen Yang was his only son. As a father, how could he possibly stand by and watch his child be besieged? Whether Chen Yang could handle this alone or not, he, the father, could not turn a blind eye.
BANG.
The heavy iron shackles that had bound his ankles for twenty-eight years suddenly shattered, turning into a pile of filings.
CREAK.
He pushed open the courtyard door and gazed out at the vast, clear sky.
WHOOSH.
His figure flickered, vanishing from the Chen Clan's ancestral ho like a bolt of lightning.
Despite the heavy guard presence outside, no one noticed he was long gone.
Since you show no rcy and are bent on total annihilation, then don't bla for being ruthless! I didn't kill enough of you back then. Today, I'll continue!
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