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Liu Xifang and the others were stunned. They looked at Jiang Chen with a newfound fear. Initially, they thought Jiang Chen had killed Feng Dong in a fit of rage, unable to control himself. But now it seemed that Jiang Chen had taken many lives.
At the same time, Liu Xifang found it strange that Hu Sanxiong and Xiao Junyong's son had been killed by Jiang Chen, yet they showed no signs of agitation upon seeing him. Instead, they even suggested letting Feng Laowu handle the situation.
Liu Xifang was not foolish; this was enough to prove that Jiang Chen's background was immense—so much so that Liu Xifang could hardly fathom it. Otherwise, it would not be enough to make a father forget his hatred.
Things were becoming increasingly complicated, and Liu Xifang felt anxious.
Feng Laowu gazed darkly at Xiao Junyong and Hu Sanxiong, pondering for a moment before his expression turned completely grim. He could now confirm that Jiang Chen was not joking; his son had truly been killed.
"Quick, bring a box to collect my son's ashes," Feng Laowu shouted, his voice filled with grief and simmering rage. He knelt before the ashes, pounding the ground in anger before turning to Jiang Chen, his eyes bloodshot with hatred.
"My son has no enmity with you; why did you kill him?" Feng Laowu's voice was like that of a demon from hell, chilling to the bone. Any father in that moment would likely lose their composure.
"Because your son deserved to die," Jiang Chen replied with a faint smile, his tone relaxed.
"You killed my son and still speak so lightly! You have guts, but unfortunately for you, no matter who you are, you will pay the price this time," Feng Laowu said in a deep voice before instructing his subordinates to escort the guests away.
Though the guests were curious, they could not stay against Feng Laowu's orders.
Feng Laowu was cautious; he planned to invite the Corpse Refining Clan to intervene. Their existence was shrouded in mystery, especially regarding zombies—he couldn't let so many outsiders witness what was about to unfold.
Soon, the venue became empty, leaving only the Liu Family and Hu Sanxiong and Xiao Junyong behind. The latter two wanted to leave but found themselves unable to do so.
After clearing the area, Feng Laowu looked at Jiang Chen with a sinister expression. "This time, there's no escape for you. I know you're powerful—stronger than most Martial Arts Divine Realm experts. If this were any other time, I might have been at a loss against you. But now that you've provoked the Feng Family, you're courting death."
Feng Laowu then turned to Hu Sanxiong and Xiao Junyong. "Hu Lao, Brother Xiao, at this moment we should unite against our common enemy and avenge our sons."
Xiao Junyong and Hu Sanxiong exchanged glances but remained silent.
"Don't worry; I'll go summon Clan Leader Li right away. With Clan Leader Li backing us up, even if this kid is from the Martial Arts Divine Realm, he will only meet his end," Feng Laowu declared.
Xiao Junyong and Hu Sanxiong still did not respond. They were not foolish; the best course of action now was to sit back and watch the fight unfold. After all, Feng Laowu and Jiang Chen had already torn their relationship apart—there was no need for them to get involved. Regardless of who emerged victorious in the end, it would not affect them.
Seeing Hu Sanxiong and Xiao Junyong's silence, Feng Laowu quickly understood their intentions, which displeased him greatly. Just moments ago they had spoken of an alliance; now these two seemed ready to sit back as spectators.
"Hu Lao, Brother Xiao, this is not the time for clever tricks! Don't you want to avenge your deceased sons? Are you even qualified as fathers?" Feng Laowu questioned loudly.
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