Super War God in the City

"Smack!"

Feng Xuehai's cane violently shook, striking the floor with an angry clatter.

"Insolent fool, pushing too far!" Feng Xuehai squeezed the words out between his teeth.

The hall was filled with alarm as everyone's thoughts were swept back like a retreating tide.

Feng Wende's face turned ashen. "How could this be, are they declaring war on my Feng Family? Do they really think my family can be easily molded like clay?"

Feng Shuya snapped back to her senses, her heart pounding like a drum, muttering under her breath, "Young Master Ling... is he serious?"

All eyes in the Feng Family were fixed on Feng Xuehai; no one expected such an outrageous demand. At this moment, everyone was waiting for the Elder Master's response.

"Ha ha, you want my head? Quite an audacious request. I'd like to see what divine tricks he has!" A chilling cold gleamed in Feng Xuehai's eyes.

Suddenly, Feng Wende turned and furiously berated Feng Wenshan. "Third brother, if not for you, how could our family have landed in such trouble?"

As Feng Wende spoke, others also began casting blame, causing Feng Wenshan's face to pale as he remained silent. Stay updated with empire

"Enough!" Feng Xuehai shouted, silencing the chaos.

He looked around and said, "Our Feng Family is not without contingency plans. Do you know why I arranged for Xiao Ya to marry into the Long Family? It's precisely to prevent situations like today's!"

A wise gleam shone in Feng Xuehai's eyes, his demeanor that of a strategist.

"Father is wise!" Feng Wende complimented.

While speaking, he glared harshly at Feng Wenshan, thinking, "If it weren't for your daughter catching Young Master Long's eye, you'd be the one suffering today."

Feng Shuya greatly despised her power-hungry, ruthless grandfather and her elder uncle's family but couldn't help but interject, "There might have been a misunderstanding just now; shall I confirm it again?"

"What's there to confirm? Wasn't it clear enough over the phone just now?" Feng Jie said angrily.

"Ha ha, no problem, if Xiao Ya wants to confirm, then let's confirm it," Feng Xuehai said with a forced smile, his hands resting on his cane.

Mainly, he was eager to speak to the other party, curious to see where Ling Fan got such bold confidence.

"Call!" Feng Xuehai commanded coldly.

Feng Shuya nervously picked up the phone. "Ling Fan, were you serious just now?"

"Yes, very serious, just relay the message," Ling Fan responded, still undisturbed and composed.

"Heh, boy, such arrogant words. I'm sitting right here today, and I want to see what you can do to take this old life of mine!" Feng Xuehai mocked through the phone.

Upon hearing the voice over the phone, Ling Fan straightened up a bit, "Heh... so you old geezer are there too! Clean your neck nicely, it'd be wise to deliver it yourself willingly. It won't be so simple once I make my move!"

"By the way, I'll let you die understanding, you surely haven't forgotten about the baby and the dead woman from Taojia Town nineteen years ago!"

Feng Xuehai's face, which had been sneering, suddenly froze; his heart shook violently, prompting him to abruptly stand up.

"Who are you? From the Su Family?" Feng Xuehai asked harshly.

Ling Fan sneered, "Who I am doesn't concern you. Just so you know, I'm here to collect a debt!"

After speaking, Ling Fan hung up the phone directly.

Hearing the dial tone, Feng Xuehai's expression flickered uncertainly.

"Dad, what... what exactly is going on?" Feng Wende asked softly.

Everyone looked towards the Elder Master. Even the simplest among them could sense the issue—it was an old grudge with the Feng Family, possibly even involving the previous generation.

It seemed that even without Feng Wenshan's provocation, they would have been targeted by the visitor.

Feng Xuehai's expression continuously shifted, scanning the crowd, "There are things you shouldn't ask about. You don't need to worry about this matter; I'll handle it myself!"

Feng Shuya's curiosity surged. She hadn't expected Ling Fan to have such a history with the Feng Family; no wonder he was so targeted, and it seemed it might even involve the Long Family?

She felt she was on the verge of grasping something significant.

...

In the office of Tian Yun, Ling Fan tossed aside the phone, his cold laughter unending, "Hmm, you old thing, if the old man hadn't saved me back then, I would be in the Underworld by now. How could I not twist your head off today to appease the spirit of my foster mother in heaven?"

Nineteen years ago, when Ling Fan was three, his biological parents died unexpectedly. His foster mother then took him to live in seclusion in Taojia Town, nestled in the mountains, yet even there, they could not escape.

One of the executioners from that time was Feng Xuehai; the old man severely injured and killed all the others, only Feng Xuehai escaped because he was far away and saw that things were going south.

Xiao Chubing and Li Mengying exchanged glances, never expecting Ling Fan and the Feng Family to have such a hidden feud. They were shocked but felt it inappropriate to ask more.

"Young Master Ling, the Feng Family is not as simple as it appears on the surface. By threatening them so openly, I'm afraid Elder Master Feng might be driven to desperation. You need to be careful!" Li Mengying, somewhat terrified, hesitated and then softly reminded him.

"Heh, no worries. I want to see just how high he can jump!" Ling Fan said disdainfully.

After that, Xiao Chubing made some arrangements for Li Mengying, mainly to prepare her for taking over Fanxing, which surprised Li Mengying as she had not expected Fanxing to be acquired by Ling Fan.

On a day when there was nothing pressing, at closing time, Ling Fan and his wife Xiao Chubing headed home together.

The atmosphere in the Feng Family, however, was unusually tense; no one knew from where Feng Xuehai had summoned the manpower, but black-suited bodyguards were on guard in the front yard, main hall, and rear hall.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Seeing this setup, the members of the Feng Family became instantly tense.

In the study.

"Yuan Hong, you need to go there in person this time. Are you sure you can handle it?" Feng Xuehai asked the young man beside him.

"Master Feng, rest assured, unless he is a Grandmaster Realm expert, I can handle him 100%. Even the most powerful martial artist can't withstand modern firearms," Yuan Hong said confidently.

"According to the information I've got, he may have Fourth Grade strength, but he's definitely not a Grandmaster Realm expert," Yuan Hong added.

Feng Xuehai nodded, "It's going to be tough on you. We can't spare this man. It's best if you can extract the reasons from him, but if not, just kill him directly, and go!"

"Yes! Master Feng, I will wait for the good news!" Yuan Hong responded, then left the study.

Feng Shuya saw the grave and rigorous atmosphere prepared in the villa and felt slightly dazed, "Will Ling Fan really come to take my grandfather Feng Xuehai's life?"

She stood with everyone else in the rear hall of the villa, taking a deep breath, aware that many matters were beyond her participation.

Yet, unlike Feng Wende and others, she was not nervous, because Ling Fan had promised not to harm her parents; that was enough for her.

In Xiao Chubing's villa bedroom.

At that moment, Ling Fan approached the window to draw the curtains closed, while Xiao Chubing, just out of the bath in a pink robe, came out from the bathroom. Appearing a bit nervous, she approached Ling Fan.

Seeing the bashful beauty walking towards him, Ling Fan teased, "What are you doing? My self-control isn't so good. If I make a mistake later, don't blame me!"

Xiao Chubing's face reddened, and she murmured with her head lowered, "I... I'm ready. If you want to make a mistake... just make it!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Fan felt a surge of lust, and he was about to continue teasing when he suddenly experienced a heart palpitation and a tingling sensation in his scalp. Ever since he had received his legacy, he had been exceptionally sensitive to danger.

Without another word, he suddenly pulled Xiao Chubing into his arms.

Xiao Chubing gasped in shock, not expecting Ling Fan to act so abruptly and eagerly; she collided fully into his embrace, enveloped entirely by his arms.

Smelling the strong masculine scent coming from Ling Fan, Xiao Chubing's entire body went limp, as if boneless.

At that moment, Ling Fan, nerves stretched to their limit, quickly rolled on the spot, embracing Xiao Chubing.

"Bang!"

Just as they moved away from the window, a bullet penetrated the window glass and struck the floor.

Ling Fan looked sharply and saw the floor where the bullet hit exploded into a fist-sized black hole.

"Godslayer No.1?" Ling Fan's eyes narrowed slightly.

This was a modern firearm specifically designed to target martial artists, even capable of injuring a Grandmaster Realm expert, available only through the military and the worldwide dark web.

With the Feng Family backed by the Long Family, it was no surprise they possessed such weaponry. He had been careless.