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"Hehe, now you know how powerful my master is, right? I forgot to tell you, my master is not just a Martial Arts Expert; he is also a Zhenren Dao Fa, with extraordinary skills that no one can surpass." White glanced at Jiang Chen, feeling quite proud. Now that they had arrived at his master's residence, he felt even more emboldened.
Jiang Chen ignored White and walked up to the villa's entrance. With a gentle push, the tightly shut door swung open effortlessly; the lock was broken. Jiang Chen wasn't here for a visit; he was here to collect a debt and wouldn't be polite about it.
Inside the villa, flowers bloomed vibrantly, and the greenery was lush and inviting.
White felt a surge of anger; Jiang Chen was being incredibly rude. "Hey, do you even understand manners? No one has ever—" White rushed in front of Jiang Chen, coldly questioning him, but before he could finish his sentence, he was sent flying into a rose bush.
"Really annoying," Jiang Chen said casually before striding into the villa.
Jon Delson hurried to follow him. He didn't feel much about the situation; after all, he didn't want White as his granddaughter's husband, so whether White lived or died didn't concern him much.
As for Alice, she was stunned when she saw White get hit. Her eyes widened in disbelief. After all, in the few months she had known White, he had displayed immense strength—he could be described as "punching tigers in the south and kicking dragons in the north," incredibly brave. Even a grizzly bear was no match for him, which made Alice admire him greatly. But now, this formidable fighter had been effortlessly tossed aside by Jiang Chen.
Alice had always regarded Jiang Chen as an ordinary person; the stark contrast now was hard for her to accept. Coming back to her senses, she quickly followed him into the villa.
White had decent physical resilience; after rolling around in the rose bushes and getting scratched by thorns, he finally stood up, glaring at Jiang Chen with rage.
"You're breaking down my door and injuring my disciple without any respect for me, an old man?" Suddenly, a voice came from inside the villa. Before the words finished echoing, an elderly man dressed in black martial arts attire stepped out.
The old man stood about five feet seven inches tall—neither too fat nor too thin—with a neat crew cut and short beard. His square face paired with sharp white eyebrows gave him an imposing presence, especially with his eyes radiating a fierce killing intent.
"You must be Li Yunye, the first elder of Hongmen," Jiang Chen assessed the old man and said lightly. This elder's strength was indeed greater than Yan Xiaotian's. However, Jiang Chen's current abilities were several times stronger than they had been six months ago. Not to mention Li Yunye; even if a hundred of him came at once, they would be no match for Jiang Chen.
"Indeed it is I. You must be Mr. Jiang, who outshone everyone at the Songnan Martial Arts Grand Meeting. I didn't expect Mr. Jiang to be so young," Li Yunye also scrutinized Jiang Chen. Although he knew Jiang Chen was young, seeing him in person still shocked him somewhat—along with some doubt.
"Since you know it's me, I suppose I don't need to waste words. You should know why I'm here," Jiang Chen stated.
"You killed Yan Xiaotian? Yan Xiaotian was one of our elders in Hongmen! You killed him and expect us to pay you ten billion dollars? Do you think that's possible?" Li Yunye sneered. Although he found it hard to read Jiang Chen's intentions, he wasn't afraid of him yet.
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