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Looking at the suddenly appearing White-Clad Youth, Zhou Houyao's eyes flashed with confusion. This person did not seem to be from Beifeng City, but as a Thunder Sovereign Level Cultivator, he could sense that this young man was also a cultivator of considerable skill, though he could not discern the exact level of his cultivation.
"Do you know him?"
Hearing Shen Yan's surprised exclamation, he immediately turned his head, his expression dark as he asked.
From Shen Yan's excited demeanor, even someone as dull as him could tell that Shen Yan had a deep connection with the man before them. Given this, even if the youth had not insulted him or his family, he could not easily let him go.
Of course, in his mind, considering Sun Zhe's age, it was natural that his cultivation would not be very high. After all, those with monstrous talent were still quite rare; someone like Shen Yan was already exceptional. If anyone could emerge as a talent so easily, then ordinary people would have no reason to live.
However, Shen Yan seemed to have not heard his words at all. She appeared to be in a daze, trembling as she slowly stepped forward. With graceful movements, she approached Sun Zhe, her beautiful eyes still filled with disbelief.
"Brother Sun... is it really you..."
A soft voice gently escaped from her crimson lips, but the tremor in her tone was heart-wrenching. Her delicate hand tightly grasped Sun Zhe's arm as if she could not believe that the Sun Zhe before her was real.
She was afraid; she feared that this was yet another dream—a dream she had experienced countless times!
Back at the Xuanlei Sect Great Hall, when the incident occurred unexpectedly, she wanted to help Sun Zhe but was stopped by her master. She knew about the assassination order from the Golden Thunder Sect; to gain favor and benefits from the Golden Thunder Sect, numerous sects sent experts to intercept him. Even the Xuan Lei Sect dispatched many powerful cultivators. However, unexpectedly, Sun Zhe managed to escape their pursuit time and again, and his strength continued to rise during battles while his reputation grew louder.
But just when she was overjoyed by this news, Sun Zhe seemed to vanish from this world entirely; there were no more updates about him. Some said that an elder-level expert from the Golden Thunder Sect had completely snuffed out Sun Zhe in his cradle. Others claimed that even the Grand Elder of the Golden Thunder Sect had personally intervened... Regardless of the method used, the outcome was always the same: Sun Zhe was dead.
At first, she did not believe it. But gradually, after more than three years without any news, she had no choice but to accept it.
Yet she never expected that today Sun Zhe would appear before her once more, still clad in white robes but with a demeanor that was clearly more composed—less of the youthful innocence from before and more maturity and resolve. Nevertheless, no matter how much he had changed, she recognized him at a glance.
Although she was known as one of Beifeng City's most beautiful women and a talented member of the younger generation of the Xuan Lei Sect, she was still just a woman who could never forget the first man who entered her heart.
Seeing the tear-streaked face of the woman before him, even with a heart as cold as iron, Sun Zhe could not help but feel a twinge of emotion. Regardless of how Shen Yan felt about him, her concern was genuine and unfeigned.
"Yes, I have returned."
Allowing Shen Yan to grasp his arm, a hint of emotion surged in Sun Zhe's eyes. Four years ago, he escaped from Beifeng City, and now he has finally returned.
"Who exactly are you?"
A Cold Voice echoed in their ears, and an unmistakable killing intent instantly filled the air. Observing their stances, Zhou Houyao's expression darkened to the point of almost dripping with malice. Even though Shen Yan refused to marry him, he had already presented a betrothal gift to the Shen Residence. In his mind, Shen Yan was already considered his woman.
Seeing his woman care so much about another man, how could he endure it? It felt like being publicly humiliated, even if it was just his self-righteous assumption. Yet it was enough for him to harbor murderous intent toward Sun Zhe. He, Zhou Houyao, had always taken from others; no one had ever dared to take from him.
"Me? Just a nameless nobody. Are you the next head of the Zhou family?"
Seemingly unfazed by Zhou Houyao's killing intent or his anger, Sun Zhe raised his head and looked at him calmly, his eyes as tranquil as water, showing no signs of disturbance.
"So what if I am? So what if I'm not? Do you really think you can leave Beifeng City today?"
Zhou Houyao narrowed his eyes slightly. His originally bloodshot pupils flashed with two cold glints as a sinister voice escaped his lips.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Houyao waved his right hand, and several black figures suddenly appeared around the street, surrounding Sun Zhe and Shen Yan. Upon witnessing this scene, pedestrians on the street hurriedly fled, and the shops on either side quickly shut their doors, fearing trouble.
"I didn't expect the Xuan Lei Sect's Enforcement Team has become your Zhou family's guard. It seems that the Xuan Lei Sect is truly under your family's control. By the way, let me ask you a question: do you know how Zhou Hanbin died? From my perspective, both in qualifications and skills, Zhou Hanbin surpassed you. You must have ascended to power only after Zhou Hanbin died. So shouldn't you be thanking the person who killed Zhou Hanbin, or perhaps thank me?"
Sun Zhe narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled as he spoke to Zhou Houyao.
His gaze swept over the several capable black-clad Cultivators around them. A slight smirk appeared on Sun Zhe's lips, revealing a hint of disdain. Back when he was in the Xuan Lei Sect, the Enforcement Team was considered its elite force, holding a transcendent status that even ordinary elders could not command. Yet now they had fallen to being mere lackeys of the Zhou family.
Upon hearing Sun Zhe's cutting words, the black-clad figures involuntarily displayed a hint of concealed guilt. However, their mental fortitude was not something ordinary people could compare to; their Divine Consciousness remained firmly locked onto Sun Zhe, waiting for Zhou Houyao's command.
"Brother Sun, you should leave quickly. Now the Xuan Lei Sect is controlled by the Zhou family, and even Aohumen and Crimson Thunder Hall dare not go against their wishes. No matter how strong you are, you cannot deal with them. Hurry up and go; I will hold them off for you. Otherwise, it will be too late when Zhou Elder arrives!"
Suddenly recalling something, Shen Yan's expression changed dramatically. She immediately released Sun Zhe's arm and stood in front of him, speaking loudly with a look of intense anxiety on her face.
She clearly remembered that when Aohumen and Crimson Thunder Hall joined forces, they were not even a match for Zhou Qi. Now that Zhou Qi had advanced to the Realm of the Thunder Lord, he was far beyond what a Realm of Thunder Sovereign Cultivator could contend with. Even if Sun Zhe's strength increased rapidly, he could not possibly advance to the Realm of the Thunder Lord and would fundamentally be no match for Zhou Qi.
"Haha... it's too late to think about leaving now. Since you admit that you killed my clansman, do you really think you can escape? Today, I will take revenge for my deceased brother and honor his spirit."
Upon hearing Sun Zhe's words, Zhou Houyao not only did not get angry but instead showed a look of wild joy. Since Sun Zhe had voluntarily admitted to killing Zhou Hanbin, he could now kill Sun Zhe in revenge for Zhou Hanbin. This way, Zhou Hanbin's faction would surely be extremely grateful to him, and his position in the Zhou family would become even more secure.
Just as his words fell, the city gate not far away slammed shut with a loud bang. The several-foot-thick gate left no gap at all in its center. The soldiers on the city wall all drew their bows tightly, their eyes fixed on this side. In the blink of an eye, no one inside Beifeng City could get out—not even a mosquito!
Looking at Zhou Houyao's maniacal laughter, Sun Zhe's eyes flashed with helplessness as he slowly spoke,
"You truly are not as good as Zhou Hanbin; at least he wouldn't be so self-righteous like you. Do I need permission to leave? I came to Beifeng City today specifically to settle accounts, especially the debts that the Zhou family owes me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Zhe's figure instantly vanished from the spot.
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