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The Feng Family's private estate was bustling with activity today, as luxury cars arrived one after another. Notable figures from Southwest Province and other cities across Huaxia, including several Underground Leaders, were in attendance.
At that moment, Feng Laowu was busy welcoming guests in the estate, while Li Hai Feng sat quietly in a room, preferring to avoid the noise of the wedding celebration.
"Central China Underground Leader Xiao Junyong is here to congratulate!" someone shouted at the entrance of the estate, just as a luxury car drove in.
Anyone who had the privilege to drive directly into the estate had a status that surpassed even Feng Laowu's. As Central China Underground Leader, Xiao Junyong certainly held that distinction.
Upon hearing that Xiao Junyong had arrived, Feng Laowu hurriedly went out to greet him.
"Brother Xiao, I didn't expect you to actually come! I'm truly touched," Feng Laowu said excitedly as he embraced Xiao Junyong.
"Brother Feng, we've known each other for many years. Your son is like a half-son to me; of course, I had to come for his wedding," Xiao Junyong replied, though he couldn't muster a smile. After all, his own son had passed away just over a month ago. Seeing another's son getting married only deepened his pain.
"Brother Xiao, how about this? Let Dong'er recognize you as his godfather," Feng Laowu suggested.
"That would be wonderful," Xiao Junyong agreed with a nod.
"By the way, Brother Xiao, I've heard about your son's situation. Do you know who did it? If you need my help, just let me know," Feng Laowu asked quietly. He had caught wind of the news regarding Xiao Junyong's son's murder and couldn't help but inquire when he saw him.
Upon hearing Feng Laowu mention his son, Xiao Junyong's expression darkened with grief and anger; his fists clenched involuntarily.
"The person responsible is a martial arts master—someone we can't provoke. It's best to let it go," Xiao Junyong said with sorrow. Remembering Jiang Chen's power from that day made him reluctant to seek revenge.
"What does it matter if he's a martial arts master? Brother Xiao, from now on you will be my son's godfather. Your matters are my matters; I will avenge you," Feng Laowu declared boldly.
"Brother Feng, I can't do anything against that person; it's best if you let it go. Your concern is enough," Xiao Junyong replied dismissively. He didn't take Feng Laowu's words seriously. As an Underground Leader from Southwest Province, Feng Laowu's overall strength was significantly less than his own. If he couldn't deal with Jiang Chen, there was no way Feng Laowu could.
"Brother Xiao, today is different from before. I invited you to Southwest Province not only for my son's wedding but for something even more important. Later, I'll introduce you to someone who can avenge your son—no matter how powerful the martial arts master may be, this person can easily defeat them," Feng Laowu said mysteriously.
"Stop keeping me in suspense; who is it?" Xiao Junyong asked in surprise, intrigued.
Feng Laowu glanced around and then leaned closer to whisper in Xiao Junyong's ear. "It's Li Hai Feng from the Corpse Refining Clan in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains. Clan Leader Li has recently refined a Flying Copper Armored Corpse—one that possesses strength comparable to that of a Martial Arts Divine Realm expert. And Clan Leader Li has hundreds of such Flying Copper Armored Corpses at his disposal. This time he has come out of seclusion to sweep through Huaxia Martial Arts and become our Hua Xia Martial Arts Supreme."
"Is that true? It can't be! A corpse capable of rivaling a Martial Arts Divine Realm expert? You must know that in Huaxia, there are only a handful of Divine Realm experts—only those from the Seven Great Martial Arts Families' Ancestors can reach such levels," Xiao Junyong exclaimed in disbelief, clearly shocked by what he had just heard.
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