Just as Lufan settled down in Mr. Li's Courtyard, focusing on understanding his own "momentum," another event related to him was unfolding elsewhere.
Inside the City Lord's Mansion, in the main hall, a man dressed in a fitted outfit, with a stern expression and an upright demeanor, was seated.
This man was Li Zheng, the most powerful figure in Qingyang City, whose approval was essential for countless Loose Cultivators.
At this moment, two individuals stood before him: an elderly steward from the City Lord's Mansion and a young man dressed in white, who was his second son, Li Ran.
"Father, it's like this. Based on our calculations of Lufan's entry and exit times from the city, along with details about his attire at that time, we are ninety percent sure that he is the mysterious masked Swordsman from the cave—the one who killed my elder brother!"
Li Ran was very excited; he could finally avenge his brother, and this lead was something he had personally uncovered, which made him feel quite proud.
The sudden emergence of a young master like Lufan in Qingyang City could not help but attract attention. The people of the City Lord's Mansion quickly connected him with the mysterious figure who had killed Li Hao. After some investigation, they indeed found clues linking them.
This was somewhat inevitable; after all, Lufan had left many loopholes at that time. If it were the old him, no one would have noticed much. However, things were different now—everything related to him would draw scrutiny. Thus, it didn't take long for his visit to the Ten Thousand Great Mountains to be uncovered.
Li Zheng's expression remained calm; he did not share Li Ran's excitement. However, both Li Ran and the steward knew that his inner turmoil was far from what it appeared on the surface.
Recalling the furious rage he felt over two months ago upon hearing about the death of his most valued eldest son, Li Hao—when he had ordered the whipping of more than ten household servants that night as proof of his wrath—was still fresh in his mind.
Now, although the pain of losing a son had not diminished, he had learned to control his emotions well over this period.
Thus, despite the murderous intent brewing within him, Li Zheng did not act impulsively; instead, he rationally contemplated the current situation.
Seeing Li Zheng remain calm, Li Ran became anxious. "Father, what are you waiting for? We should go to the academy right now to catch him. We must make that brat pay with his life for Big Brother's revenge."
Li Zheng looked at his second son with some helplessness, sighing inwardly. How could he have given birth to such a useless child? Aside from being arrogant, he was good for nothing and never thought things through before acting.
The matter of the Ascending Dragon Talisman was so significant, yet he didn't report it first but instead thought of getting it himself to take credit. It was only after messing things up that he came to report, but by then the news had already spread like wildfire throughout the city.
At that moment, Li Zheng wished he could slap this brainless son to death. How foolish could one be to think of giving others an extra night to consider, ultimately missing the opportunity?
By the time he had secretly plotted and incited the Loose Cultivators to successfully force the academy to back down, he never expected a little brat would suddenly appear and dare to challenge all the Loose Cultivators, completely ruining his plan.
Now it was discovered that this little brat was also the murderer of Hao'er. How could he not hate him?
Thinking about how that little brat had even managed to grasp the threshold of "Momentum," Li Zheng's hatred deepened, and he felt an uncontrollable jealousy rising within him.
"Momentum!" It was something necessary for Martial Cultivators to comprehend in order to advance to Martial Masters, yet it had been understood by a mere second-tier ant. In contrast, he had been stuck at the peak of Sixth Rank for many years without making any progress. The gap between them was enough to incite jealousy!
Considering that the other party had broken through under his pressure, one could say that his current achievement was facilitated by Li Zheng himself. This made Li Zheng feel even more frustrated, as if his head were about to explode from anger.
All of this was due to this fool's reckless actions!
Seeing Li Ran speak without thinking, Li Zheng couldn't hold back any longer and shouted angrily, "You idiot! If it weren't for you, would things have come to this? How did I end up with such a useless son like you?"
Originally excited, Li Ran was stunned by this reprimand. He retorted defiantly, "What did I say wrong? Should we just let him go?"
Li Zheng was even more furious upon seeing him. "Are you planning to go to Qingyang Academy to capture someone? Do you want to implicate our City Lord's Mansion and have it completely wiped out?"
"I just don't understand why all of you are so afraid when it comes to Qingyang Academy. What is there to fear? The strongest teacher there only has fifth-tier strength. With your father's abilities, defeating him should be a piece of cake."
This was something Li Ran had never understood. Why did their prestigious City Lord's Mansion have to keep yielding to a mere Qingyang Academy? Over the years, he had always been warned not to cause trouble at Qingyang Academy, which made him feel stifled.
"Haven't I told you that there are people in Qingyang Academy we absolutely cannot provoke? If that person gets angry, it's not just the City Lord's Mansion that will suffer; even the Silver Moon Kingdom's royal family and the Silver Moon Sect won't be able to bear it."
"Is it really that so-called teacher? Just because of his words, we have to yield for so many years?
First of all, let's not even discuss whether he has that kind of strength. For all these years, we haven't seen him take action. This time, when Loose Cultivators pressured Qingyang Academy, he didn't show up either. Doesn't that say something?
In my opinion, this teacher is probably just a name without substance; he's nothing but a fraud. Father, you were deceived back then!"
Li Ran spoke passionately, gaining momentum as he went on. In his view, if someone possessed great strength, how could they possibly remain cooped up in that small place without stepping out? It simply didn't make sense.
With strength comes power; one should command authority and make everyone bow down before their might. Wherever they go, others should yield and avoid them. That is what a powerful Martial Cultivator should represent—what does that broken place called Qingyang Academy even count for?
While Li Ran spoke with fervor, Li Zheng's expression changed drastically as he slapped out a hand. "Shut your mouth!"
He was alarmed; if Li Ran's words got out and were spread by those with ulterior motives, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The slap left a bright red mark on Li Ran's face, and he couldn't believe it as he covered his face, staring at his father who had never hit him before.
"When will you ever grow up a little? Just look at yourself. Don't even mention your older brother; you can't even compare to half of your third sister."
It would have been fine if he hadn't said that, but once he did, Li Ran's eyes instantly turned wild.
"Don't talk to me about that bitch! I know that in your eyes, I've always been a useless piece of trash, inferior to everyone else. Just watch, I will prove to you that I'm not worse than anyone, especially not that bitch!"
After saying this, Li Ran stormed out with a grim face, no longer caring about what was happening here.
The hall fell into silence. The butler seemed to have seen nothing, maintaining an air of indifference as if it had nothing to do with him.
"Someone, go keep an eye on the second young master. Don't let him do anything reckless," Li Zheng said wearily after a while.
A cold-faced general stepped out from behind the screen, slightly bowing before heading outside.
Li Zheng felt somewhat exhausted. Recent events had made him feel increasingly uneasy, and the unfavorable news he had received only heightened his vigilance.
Unfortunately, ever since Li Hao's death, he had lost a right-hand man and had to handle many matters himself, which inevitably led to oversights. To make matters worse, his second son was a complete fool, adding to his headaches.
This made him miss his eldest son even more and deepened his hatred for a certain someone.
That little bastard must not be allowed to have it so easy; he must die!
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