Everyone present, without exception, was dumbstruck, as if turned to stone.
Chen Yang?!
Mao Jun was especially horrified, his face visibly paling. He could never have dread that the sickly weakling he'd dismissed as useless was actually Chen Yang's little brother.
As for the man's authenticity... The fellow standing before him, flashing a wicked grin, exuded a palpable killing intent. Was that not proof enough?
Besides, who in the world would dare impersonate the Forr Supre Martial Commander, Chen Yang?
Regaining her composure, Fan Xiangyi took a deep breath and asked, "Chen... Chen Yang? Which Chen Yang?"
"What, is there still soone who hasn't heard of my Commander's na?" Yang Hu laughed.
Fan Xiangyi was speechless.
So was everyone else.
Although it was their first eting, Mao Jun had never seen soone with such a powerful and extraordinary aura, so outstanding that he dared not look at the man directly.
"This humble one, Mao Jun, greets the Commander," he said, imdiately dropping to his knees and bowing respectfully.
Nearby, Xiaofeng covered her mouth, her eyes wide with disbelief. Everything Qin Hao said was true. The Forr Supre Martial Commander, Chen Yang, really was his Big Brother.
Mao Jun remained prostrate on the ground, not daring to move. What in the world had he just said? He was probably going to die here today. Trembling with fear, all he could do was pray that this great figure would spare him for the sake of his sister and Qin Hao.
Fan Xiangyi took a deep breath and instinctively glanced at her daughter. Seeing Xiaofeng wore a similar expression, she guessed that her daughter had also just found out. But she couldn't understand it. How could a sickly weakling have ties to such a powerful man?
"Big Brother, what are you doing here?" Qin Hao smiled.
SLAP.
Chen Yang playfully smacked him on the head. "You get bullied this badly, and you expect not to go have a talk with the Wang Family? Do they think Chen Yang is so kind of pushover?"
"Sorry, Big Brother, I've embarrassed you," Qin Hao said, scratching his head sheepishly.
Chen Yang gave him another friendly slap. "You already beat Wang Teng down. You did great."
"And..." Chen Yang's gaze shifted to Xiaofeng, whose hand Qin Hao was holding. He changed the subject. "Is this your girlfriend? She's more than a match for you," he added with a smile.
Qin Hao gave a goofy grin and took a long mont before finally blurting out, "Big Brother, her na is Xiaofeng."
"Big Brother," Xiaofeng greeted, a little shy but very polite.
"Hello."
Nearby, Mao Jun was beside himself with anxiety. What kind of person was this, to be so close with the Forr Supre Martial Commander? They joked so casually, so intimately.
Then, Mao Jun's heart skipped a beat. He beat down Wang Teng?
Thinking about it, the identity of the "sickly weakling" he had been insulting was suddenly obvious. Yesterday, only one person had taken the initiative to go to the Wang Family's estate and beat their proud young prodigy, Wang Teng, half to death. This... Mao Jun nearly suffocated from the realization. If he had known this man was that expert, a close friend of Chen Yang's, he would have been falling over himself to curry favor instead of acting so arrogantly.
He was done for. And the Wang Family probably was, too. Now that this man was here, and everyone knew the Wang Family had confiscated Qin Hao's sword, would the Forr Supre Martial Commander really turn a blind eye?
Aside from Mao Jun trembling on the ground, the onlookers were all terrified, wanting to leave but not daring to move. But then, a new thought occurred to them. Having seen the Forr Supre Martial Commander in person will be a great story to tell later.
"And this is...?" Chen Yang asked, gesturing toward Mao Jun without even glancing at him.
Before anyone could answer, Mao Jun scrambled to speak up. "I-I'm Xiaofeng's brother! Commander, I truly didn't know Qin Hao was your friend! Please, for my sister and my brother-in-law's sake, let go this once!"
"They say ignorance is no sin, Commander!" Mao Jun cried, all of his earlier arrogance gone.
"So now he's your brother-in-law?" Yang Hu sneered. "Just a mont ago, I heard you outside calling him trash and a good-for-nothing over and over. You change your tune fast, don't you?"
Drenched in a cold sweat, Mao Jun was at a complete loss. He'd said it, and they'd caught him red-handed. What could he possibly do?
"Just slap him," Chen Yang ordered.
"With pleasure!" Yang Hu grinned wickedly, raising his right hand and slowly rolling up his sleeve.
Mao Jun was speechless. When he saw Yang Hu's enormous, calloused palm, a tremor ran through him, and he nearly fainted on the spot.
"Th-this..."
SLAP.
Before Mao Jun could plead for rcy, the blow sent him sprawling. He lay on the ground for a long ti, completely dazed.
Everyone around gasped, a collective shiver running through them. That was brutal!
"Watch yourself in the future. Don't be so quick to look down on people," Yang Hu said coolly, wiping a trickle of blood from his hand.
Chen Yang lit a cigarette and asked Qin Hao, "How's your master?"
"Master is fine, but..." Qin Hao shook his head grimly. "My grandmaster... he has passed on."
He then explained everything that had happened, how Chu Yushan had transferred his power to him before he died and told him to leave the mountain.
"Ai." Chen Yang sighed heavily. Chu Yushan had supported him several tis, yet he had never gotten the chance to thank him properly. He never imagined their last eting would truly be their final farewell.
Chen Yang patted Qin Hao's shoulder. "Are you badly hurt?"
"It's nothing serious," Qin Hao said, waving a hand dismissively. "But Big Brother, you're so busy, yet you still made ti to co. It makes feel bad."
Chen Yang pressed a handful of Pill dicine prepared by the Pill Dragon King into Qin Hao's hand. "You were being ganged up on. How could I just sit back and do nothing?"
He was, in fact, incredibly busy. There was a long list of people waiting for him to deal with them. What's more, on the way here, he'd gotten word that Tu Huan had publicly announced a grand welco banquet in his honor to celebrate his achievents.
But a friend was in trouble. He, Chen Yang, would cross mountains and rivers to help. Besides, Qin Hao had only gone to the Wang Family to stand up for him in the first place.
"Are you going to stay here and recover, or are you coming with ?" Chen Yang asked.
"Of course I'm going!"
The crowd exchanged excited glances, a thrill of anticipation rising within them.
Is the Forr Supre Martial Commander going to confront the Wang Family personally? After Wang Teng's blatant provocations, this was simply a case of him reaping what he sowed.
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