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Chen Canghai strode back to his desolate residence, his heart ablaze with anger. He had hoped to find some solace amidst the raging flames of his fury, but unexpectedly, a heavy and urgent voice from outside interrupted him.
Qian Youyu, the elder brother of Qian Youfeng, stood at the door. The two had grown up together, weathering countless storms and hardships. They had trained under the same master and, after completing their studies, served Chen Canghai together. Qian Youyu's talent was exceptional; he had reached the sixth level of Duke and was well-known among the Top Ten Generals of Tianfeng Prefecture, ranking among the upper echelon in strength.
At that moment, he stood at the entrance, his voice trembling slightly as he spoke: "Duke, I have a request."
Hearing this, Chen Canghai took a deep breath to quell his anger and replied, "Come in."
Qian Youyu pushed open the door and entered cautiously. His face was etched with sorrow and determination as he looked at Chen Canghai and said, "Duke, Qian Youfeng is my younger brother. He was killed by Ye Xingchen. My heart aches; I only ask for your permission to go to Feng Lei City with Li Feixiong to avenge my brother."
Chen Canghai's gaze sharpened as he fixed his eyes on Qian Youyu. He understood well the deep bond between the brothers and empathized with the pain of losing a loved one. After a moment of contemplation to calm the turmoil within him, he said, "Granted. You may go with Li Feixiong, but you must capture Ye Xingchen. If you fail to do so, bring his head back to me."
Upon hearing Chen Canghai's response, Qian Youyu immediately knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face. Choking back sobs, he said, "Thank you, Duke." With that, he rose and left, his figure appearing somewhat forlorn and tragic in the dim light.
After Qian Youyu departed, Chen Canghai felt a sense of restlessness creeping in as he sought a breakthrough in his own situation. Just as he was about to take action, a voice from outside interrupted his thoughts.
Annoyed by the constant interruptions, Chen Canghai muttered to himself: "Why are there so many disturbances?"
The guard's voice came clearly from outside: "Duke, Tian Jian Lao Ren from Wan Jian Zong is here to see you."
Chen Canghai's curiosity deepened: What could someone from Wan Jian Zong want at this time? After a moment's thought, he instructed, "Have him wait in the study."
The guard complied and left. With no other choice, Chen Canghai tidied himself up and made his way to the study. Inside, Tian Jian Lao Ren had been waiting for quite some time. Upon seeing Chen Canghai enter, he quickly cupped his fists in greeting and said, "Greetings, Duke."
Chen Canghai waved his hand dismissively and expressed his impatience: "Cut the pleasantries; just get to the point."
Seeing this demeanor, Tian Jian Lao Ren decided not to beat around the bush any longer and directly conveyed what Sword Madman had entrusted him with. After listening attentively, Chen Canghai smirked coldly: "You Wan Jian Zong have quite an appetite; you want forty percent of the profits? A mere small family—do you think I can't handle it in Tianfeng Prefecture?"
Before he finished speaking, Chen Canghai flicked his sleeve dismissively. Realizing that he was wasting his time, Tian Jian Lao Ren had no choice but to leave in frustration and return to Wan Jian Zong.
Meanwhile, Chen Canghai hurried back to inform the guards at the entrance that they were not to report anything else and then closed the door behind him to focus on secluded cultivation.
In a corner of Feng Lei City, Ye Xingchen was immersed in his training world, oblivious to the shifting tides of external affairs. A storm brewing against him moved silently like an undercurrent gathering strength unnoticed.
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