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"Where are you calling the souls?" Chen Moxuan said as he stepped out from the shadows. "If you scare me again, I’ll crawl right into your belly!"
A low growl escaped from Tiger Brother, who then lay down on the ground.
In truth, this was just their usual banter, but Tiger Brother wouldn’t dare actually swallow him. What if Chen Moxuan really burst out from his stomach? Where would that leave his dignity?
Seeing this scene, Chen Zhisheng and Chen Feng both let out a sigh of relief. They couldn't help but scold themselves for being foolish. What kind of power did an Ancestor possess? How could he possibly be eaten by a Tiger Demon?
Chen Moxuan returned to his lounge chair and continued eating the grapes that a maid had fed him. "What brings you here?" he asked.
Chen Zhisheng and Chen Feng hurriedly stepped forward. They were prepared to report to the Ancestor about the spoils they had collected yesterday—the weapons and supplies seized from the Nan Family and Wu Family.
"This is last night’s bounty," they began.
However, Chen Moxuan lightly waved his hand, interrupting them. "Oh, spare me the trivial gains. What I’m more concerned about is your performance last night." His tone revealed a hint of dissatisfaction.
Chen Feng was taken aback, looking at the Ancestor with confusion. He distinctly remembered giving it his all last night. Although he hadn’t suppressed thousands of troops with a single blow like the Ancestor, he had personally dealt with quite a few enemies.
"Especially you, Chen Feng." Chen Moxuan's gaze shifted to him, his tone growing stern. "I am not satisfied with what you did last night."
"Do you think you’ve become powerful enough to suppress thousands with one strike?"
Chen Feng's expression changed slightly; he hadn’t expected such disappointment from the Ancestor. He quickly lowered his head and explained, "Ancestor, I did my best last night; I just—"
"Just what? Just thought you were strong enough to handle things on your own?" Chen Moxuan's voice suddenly rose in intensity.
He stood up abruptly and walked in front of Chen Feng, glaring at him. "You are mistaken! You are not yet strong enough to suppress thousands with one strike."
"If you had coordinated with your family’s disciples last night and let others share the burden, winning against greater numbers wouldn’t have been impossible!"
As he spoke, Chen Moxuan's gaze deepened as if he could see through Chen Feng’s heart. "Unless you possess the strength to suppress thousands on your own, you must have self-awareness!"
"You need to unite with others; only then can you stand undefeated on the battlefield."
Chen Feng felt a sudden clarity in his heart. He understood the intention of his Ancestor; he knew he was about to return to the military. At that time, the intensity of the war between the two nations would be far greater than this!
"Yes, Ancestor!" Chen Feng said with a serious expression. "I will definitely remember your teachings!"
Meanwhile, Chen Zhisheng silently observed this scene, filled with admiration for the Ancestor. He knew that the Ancestor was not only powerful but also possessed extraordinary wisdom and insight. Under the Ancestor's leadership, the future of the Chen Family would undoubtedly be brighter.
Seeing Chen Feng's sincere attitude, Chen Moxuan nodded in satisfaction. The remaining members of both families had been dealt with thoroughly.
"Rest assured, Ancestor, they have all been eliminated!" Chen Zhisheng quickly added.
Chen Moxuan replied, "Remember, if you cut the grass without removing the roots, it will still sprout again. Since Chen Feng will not go to the Shangqing Sect, he must head to the front lines to fight for the family's honor."
"At that time, Ancestor, I will go with you. After all, you are the only one in our generation who is still capable. I cannot let you fall midway," Chen Feng continued. "But what if both of us leave and leave behind future troubles?"
Before he could finish speaking, sweat broke out on Chen Feng's forehead. Although the family appeared prosperous, it had not yet regained its former glory. If he left, those remaining might not have enough strength to protect everyone.
Now was a critical time for revival; such an incident could not happen!
On the other side, Chen Zhisheng was deep in thought when he suddenly looked up and said, "Ancestor, there may indeed still be remnants of the Nan Family that we haven't dealt with!"
Chen Moxuan became interested upon hearing this. "Then tell me more."
Chen Zhisheng explained, "It is rumored that the Nan Family has secretly been funding a raiding party. This raiding party has a leader from Nan Family, while others may come from the opposing Azure Wolf Kingdom! But this is just a rumor because that raiding party has hardly ever appeared; at least I have never heard of anyone being robbed by them."
Hearing this, Chen Moxuan frowned slightly. "Investigate thoroughly."
"Yes!" The two immediately agreed.
Nan Kuangfeng moved through the city with his subordinates, carefully examining every clue in an attempt to uncover the true identity of the Mysterious Heavenly Sword.
However, the rumors surrounding the Heavenly Sword were as elusive as mist, making them difficult to grasp.
In the city, opinions varied widely. Some claimed to have witnessed the legendary sword slicing through the void, unstoppable in its path. Others shook their heads in denial, asserting that it was merely a fabrication by the Chen Family to instill fear in others.
Nan Kuangfeng furrowed his brow. Although he was seething with anger, he also felt a sense of dread towards this unknown power. He understood well that a force capable of nearly annihilating both the Nan Family and the Wu Family overnight was not to be underestimated. The Chen Family, particularly Chen Feng, who was about to return to the front lines, was undoubtedly a significant concern for him.
As he pondered this, a cold smile crept onto Nan Kuangfeng's lips. Since you are preparing to return to the front lines, you will inevitably have to leave the city. With that in mind, he planned an ambush along Chen Feng's route back to the front lines, intending to leverage the terrain and their numerical advantage to eliminate him in one fell swoop.
With Chen Feng dead, he could take the opportunity to see if there were any other formidable figures backing the Chen Family.
Thinking along these lines, Nan Kuangfeng summoned his subordinates and laid out a comprehensive plan.
"Captain, is this plan really feasible? I’ve heard that Chen Feng is quite a formidable opponent!" one of his men expressed concern about their chances.
Nan Kuangfeng sneered, "No matter how strong Chen Feng is, can he outmatch us? As for the Crown Prince’s side, we have no choice; we can barely survive ourselves and must resolve our immediate issues!"
His subordinates nodded in agreement, their eyes gleaming with a bloodthirsty light.
Nan Kuangfeng surveyed his men, his gaze fierce as he lowered his voice. "Chen Feng may be strong, but he is just one man. We, the Black Wind Raiding Team, are not to be trifled with. This time, we will show him that two fists cannot contend with four hands!"
Upon hearing this, his men revealed savage smiles. They knew that if this operation succeeded, it would not only serve as revenge for the Nan Family but also establish their notorious reputation within the city.
At that point, perhaps they wouldn’t need to remain as raiders; they could inherit the wealth of the Nan Family, Wu Family, and Chen Family—what more could they want than that?
"Captain, when do we strike?" one subordinate asked impatiently.
Nan Kuangfeng pondered for a moment before replying, "We wait—wait for Chen Feng to make his move first!"
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