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"What do you think, who is this young man? Why did he kill Xiao He?"
"Could it be that someone wants to force Xiao Junyong to step down? The last election for the Eastern China Underground Leader was a while ago; it's about time we changed things up in Central China as well."
"However, this young man is truly impressive. He is a Martial Arts Expert, unafraid even of a handgun. Even I would dare to fight for the leadership position with his assistance."
A few people whispered among themselves. These Underground Bosses were only concerned with their own interests. Seeing someone causing trouble for the Xiao Family, they could hardly wait for the family to fall.
"Bingbing, who exactly is Jiang Chen? How can he be so powerful? Just now, he simply reached out and blocked the bullet." Li Ruoxi was left in shock. While dodging bullets might be acceptable, the supernatural skills Jiang Chen displayed had exceeded anyone's imagination. Not only was Li Ruoxi an ordinary person, but even a Martial Artist would be left dumbfounded by such feats.
"Of course he’s human! He’s always been formidable. I told you all before, but you didn’t believe me. Now you should believe what I said, right? As for Xiao He, I warned him not to provoke Jiang Chen, but he didn’t listen. Now it’s too late for regrets." Lin Bingbing snapped back to reality, her voice trembling slightly. Xiao He had died too tragically, leaving a strong visual and psychological impact on everyone present.
Xiao Junyong arrived wearing a black coat and holding a cigar, his imposing presence evident as he approached after hearing gunshots, thinking his son had killed someone.
"Who did my son kill this time?" Xiao Junyong asked as he entered the crowd.
"It’s... it’s the young master; he was killed," one of the bodyguards stammered.
"What? Where is my son?" Xiao Junyong's voice rose sharply by a hundred decibels.
The crowd parted to reveal Xiao He lying in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open in shock.
Xiao Junyong froze at the sight of his son, his mind going blank as he nearly lost his balance; the cigar fell from his hand to the ground.
The entire estate fell into an eerie silence as everyone watched.
Xiao Junyong walked step by step toward his son, each footfall heavy with dread. Kneeling beside him, he gently closed Xiao He's eyes before standing up again, his eyelids twitching as a chilling gaze swept across everyone present.
"Who did this?" Xiao Junyong's voice was low and grave, yet it sent chills down everyone's spine.
No one dared to meet his gaze except for Jiang Chen, whose calm demeanor stood out starkly against the tension in the air.
"Did you kill my son?" Xiao Junyong asked Jiang Chen, his eyes darkening with murderous intent.
"Your son deserved to die; killing him was justifiable," Jiang Chen replied casually.
"My son may have deserved it, but it’s not for you to judge! You killed my son; I will make you pay with your life!" Xiao Junyong shouted angrily, his eyes seeming to blaze with fire. Having ruled over Central China's Underground World for decades, he had seen all kinds of people and usually put others beneath him; he never expected that today a young man would dare speak to him like this.
"If I can kill your son, then I can kill you too," Jiang Chen said indifferently, clearly unfazed by the threat.
"Do you dare?" Xiao Junyong challenged angrily.
"You can try and see if I do," Jiang Chen replied with a smile.
Jiang Chen's attitude made Xiao Junyong cautious; he found it difficult to gauge Jiang Chen's true capabilities.
"Uncle Xiao, this kid is quite capable; he's a Martial Artist, and ordinary people can't handle him. We'll wait for my grandfather to deal with him," Cheng Kai whispered from the side.
Xiao Junyong nodded. The Cheng Family was a Martial Arts Family, and the old man was a giant in the martial world. Dealing with Jiang Chen would be a piece of cake for him.
"A Martial Artist who casually kills ordinary people has committed a grave taboo. Even if this matter reaches the Dragon Martial Institute, you won't have any justification," Xiao Junyong said solemnly.
"I want to kill; why should I justify myself? The Dragon Martial Institute means nothing to me," Jiang Chen replied with a light laugh.
Last time in Songnan, Jiang Chen had heard Peng Tianqi mention the Dragon Martial Institute. He knew it was an organization that maintained the balance between martial arts and the outside world. However, with the current stability, there were rarely conflicts between martial arts and the outside world, rendering the Dragon Martial Institute almost ineffective. Yet it still served a necessary purpose; it was the code of conduct for Martial Artists. If a Martial Artist acted recklessly, even if the laws of the outside world could not judge them, the Dragon Martial Institute could still impose judgment.
The Dragon Martial Institute had a deterrent effect on martial practitioners, but it held no sway over Jiang Chen. In his actions, even the gods could not interfere, let alone this so-called Dragon Martial Institute.
"Hmph, arrogant. But we won't need the Dragon Martial Institute to deal with you; the old man from the Cheng Family is on his way," Xiao Junyong sneered.
"Then let him come. Whatever trump cards you have, feel free to use them. Since I'm here today, I might as well have some fun with you all," Jiang Chen said with a smile.
"I hope you'll still be able to laugh later; you have no idea how powerful Elder Cheng is," Xiao Junyong's expression darkened, his hatred for Jiang Chen palpable.
Suddenly, Cheng Kai's phone rang. He answered it and immediately looked delighted.
"Kid, prepare to die; my grandfather is coming," Cheng Kai hung up and became smug.
In Cheng Kai's eyes, no matter how powerful Jiang Chen was, he couldn't compare to his grandfather. To him, his grandfather was like a god—unmatched by anyone.
"Perhaps your grandfather knows me," Jiang Chen replied with a grin. At the last Songnan Martial Arts Gathering, many factions from Huaxia attended, including the Cheng Family. If they did attend, while Jiang Chen might not recognize Elder Cheng, Elder Cheng would surely know him.
"Knowing you is useless; I'll still kill you," Cheng Kai scoffed before quickly running toward the entrance.
Soon after, an elderly man dressed in a Zhongshan suit with neatly combed gray hair strode in confidently. Just by looking at his spirit and demeanor, one could tell he was extraordinary.
Cheng Shunwu, the elder of the Cheng Family and a prominent figure in Huaxia's martial arts community, approached. With Luo Xiong from one of Huaxia's Seven Great Martial Arts Families recently killed in Songnan, Luo's status was shaky. The Cheng Family was planning to take their place among the new Seven Great Martial Arts Families.
"Grandfather, that's the kid who injured me today and just killed Xiao He," Cheng Kai pointed at Jiang Chen angrily, like a bullied child reporting to an adult.
Even Xiao Junyong stepped forward to accuse Jiang Chen.
Cheng Shunwu walked over to Xiao He's body and glanced at it with furrowed brows before turning his fierce gaze toward Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen thought that Cheng Shunwu would recognize him; however, unfortunately for him, Cheng Shunwu had been in seclusion during the last Songnan gathering and did not attend. Thus, he did not know who Jiang Chen was.
Of course, although Peng Tianqi had instructed everyone not to spread news about the Songnan Martial Arts Gathering, some information had inevitably leaked out.
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