Xu Yunshan's bombastic speech brought the already lively atmosphere to a crescendo. A round of lavish praise and fawning flattery followed.
Squinting, Xu Yunshan adopted an unrivaled bearing, as if he alone stood supre under the heavens. "That piece of trash… if he dares to show his face today, I, Xu Yunshan, will teach him how to behave!"
"How laughable! For so unknown piece of trash to challenge the dignity of our Xu Family!"
BOOM!
A forceful gust of wind swept in abruptly.
The sunlit sky suddenly lost its color.
Imdiately after, a robust figure shot into the Xu Family mansion with lightning speed, catching everyone in the front courtyard completely off guard. Xu Yunshan, who had just been imperiously looking down on all his peers, was suddenly seized by the neck.
"My Boss led his troops into battle at the age of eighteen. In the hundred battles that followed, he was never once defeated. What proud achievents can you claim?"
Xu Yunshan: "..."
"He dares to make an enemy of the entire world. What have you accomplished?"
Xu Yunshan: "..."
"You, a worthless parasite who only knows how to use your family's na to cause harm, have the gall to teach him how to behave? Where do you get the audacity?"
CRACK!
The grip tightened, and Xu Yunshan felt as if his windpipe would burst. The hair on his body stood on end.
By the ti the Xu Family mbers ca to their senses, Xu Yunshan's face had turned a deep purplish-red, and his hands were flailing wildly.
His appearance was as pathetic as a dog's.
"Hmph?!" the young man, who was none other than Yang Hu, grunted, his tone laced with contempt. "Calling you a frog in a well is a complint."
Facing Yang Hu's cold, piercing gaze, Xu Yunshan's scalp tingled with terror, and he nearly suffocated.
"Speak. What grand achievents give you the right to spout such nonsense? To teach my Boss how to behave?"
Yang Hu spoke with indifference, a cruel smile playing on his lips. "If you can't answer, I'll cut you down right now!"
Xu Yunshan: "..."
Who is this ferocious brute? This is the Xu Family's ancestral ho! How can an outsider humiliate so brazenly?
"You're courting death!"
The incident happened so suddenly that Xu Zhenshan, the Family Head, was the first to react. A furious aura erupted from him, and his eyes blazed with murderous intent, like a raging old leopard.
"You dare cause trouble in my Xu Family? Are you looking to die?"
"Old fool, there will be plenty of ti to settle scores with you later. For now, just stand there quietly."
Yang Hu waved a hand dismissively. Xu Zhenshan, who had just been radiating a powerful and violent aura, suddenly felt an imnse force strike him. It sent him stumbling back several steps, his face turning deathly pale.
"You..."
Xu Zhenshan was utterly shocked. He struggled to steady himself as his blood roiled within him, but before he could make a move, his body went limp.
Before everyone's eyes, the Family Head of the Xu Family crashed onto the Taishi Chair, which splintered beneath his weight. He tumbled to the floor with a loud thud, and the force of the impact was so great that it sent cracks spreading across the ground.
This…
A re wave of the hand had not only rendered the Xu Family Head completely defenseless but had also shattered the very ground beneath him.
For a mont, everyone was dumbstruck.
HUFF. HUFF.
Xu Zhenshan reached up to touch his forehead, only to find it slick with a layer of cold sweat.
Xu Yunshan watched his grandfather's pathetic state, his eyes wide with shock. Could it be that a top Fist Master of the older generation was so utterly powerless to resist?
Instantly, the courtyard plunged into a deathly silence.
"Where's the knife I had brought over yesterday?" Chen Yang asked nonchalantly, his voice cutting through the profound silence as he casually walked forward.
The crowd was speechless. A single, horrified realization swept through them: It's him!
The mbers of the Xu Family stared in utter astonishnt at Chen Yang, who approached with a leisurely gait, his hands clasped behind his back. A wave of terror washed over them, and they subconsciously drew sharp breaths.
Just who in the world is this person?
"My knife," Chen Yang repeated. "Where is it?"
Everyone was petrified, frozen in place as if turned to stone.
The previous atmosphere of jovial toasting had vanished, replaced by an oppressive chill. A tangible, all-encompassing murderous intent seed to poison the very air.
"Here... it's here."
A middle-aged man scrambled to a nearby ditch to retrieve the discarded paratrooper knife, presenting it with a pale face.
Chen Yang smiled and shook his head. "So you just threw it away?"
"I-I..."
The man's scalp prickled with fear as he pointed at Xu Yunshan. "It was him! This has nothing to do with !"
"Cough, cough." Nearing the brink of suffocation, his face a bruised purple, Xu Yunshan pleaded desperately, "S-sorry... I shouldn't have thrown the knife away. I shouldn't have spoken so recklessly. Please, spare ."
The proud heir to the Xu Family, the most outstanding young man in Nann City, was now being held like a helpless chick.
CRACK!
Before everyone's eyes, Xu Yunshan's fierce struggles ceased. His head lolled to one side, his limbs went limp, and his now-lifeless body dropped to the ground.
It landed with a dull thud, raising a small cloud of dust.
Xu Zhenshan's pupils contracted in shock. My grandson... The grandson I valued most, who was so full of life just monts ago... is dead? Just like that?
The entire crowd was shrouded in a grim, fearful silence.
Only the sound of ragged, heavy breathing could be heard.
Chen Yang pulled over a chair. He idly toyed with the paratrooper knife in one hand, not even bothering to look up. "I hear the Xu Family has been getting rather close with so Barbarians lately," he asked nonchalantly.
At these words, many faces changed color dramatically, while others simply frowned in confusion.
Clearly, only a small, core group within the Xu Family knew of their collusion with the enemy.
"You... Don't you dare slander us!" Xu Zhenshan denied vehently after a mont, his words flustered.
"You dare to do it, but not admit it?" Chen Yang gestured with his chin. Yang Hu tossed a stack of docunts onto the table and fixed Xu Zhenshan with a searing gaze. "Shall I read them to you, one by one?"
Xu Zhenshan's gaze flickered, and he fell into a long silence.
Though dressed casually and thodically playing with the knife, Chen Yang exuded an aura as heavy as a mountain, pressing down on everyone and making it hard to breathe.
"HMPH!"
A heavy, cold snort suddenly echoed through the front yard.
The sound was ethereal, yet a dark silhouette quickly appeared in everyone's vision. He stood there, eyelids slightly drooped, his pockmarked face unsettling to behold.
"L-Lord Chu."
Xu Zhenshan's head snapped up, his face filled with overwhelming joy.
"Lord Chu, I must trouble you to kill these two dogs!"
The great Family Head of the Xu Family, an unassailable overlord in the eyes of outsiders, now crawled forward on his hands and knees, howling desperately.
Without a second word, Yang Hu brought his palm down toward the top of Xu Zhenshan's head.
Xu Zhenshan's hair stood on end, and his eyes went wide with disbelief. My protector is here, yet he still dares to attack ? Does this damn brute have no sense of restraint at all?
BOOM!
The man in black, Chu Liang, extended a hand as withered as a dead branch from beneath his black robe and struck downwards.
The very air seed to vibrate. Countless roof tiles and bricks flew into the air, only to disintegrate into dust before they could fall.
THUD. THUD.
Yang Hu was forced back several steps. With each step he took, the ground beneath his feet cracked and exploded.
So strong!
"Haha…"
Before the turbulent gust of wind from the blow had even settled, Xu Zhenshan let out a triumphant, cold laugh. "You dare cause trouble on my Xu Family's turf? Today, I'll show you the aning of death!"
Chen Yang slowly lifted his head.
Hm?
As Chu Liang advanced, his eyes fell upon Chen Yang's face. His body instantly froze, and a look of sheer horror spread across his features.
It was as if he had seen a ghost.
"This..."
How... How can it be him?!
Chu Liang's eyes bulged. That face was known to every single soul among the Barbarians. It was a face he would recognize even if it were reduced to ash.
This man... he was the nightmare of the entire Barbarian people.
"..."
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