Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

Twenty minutes later, Ye Feng arrived at the Jiang Family.

As one of the Four Great Families of the Southern River Region Jiangnan Province, the Jiang Family occupied a vast manor at the foot of Gold Mountain.

The manor was replete with villas, a kingdom belonging to the Jiang Family—its main gate guarded by no less than eight sentinels, usually admitting only the direct lineage of the Jiang Family.

As for outsiders, they could enter only with permission or an invitation from the Jiang Family.

As expected, the car was stopped by the eight guards upon reaching the gate.

"Seventeen!" Ye Feng didn’t get out of the car but simply called out two words.

Since he had come personally to settle accounts, there was nothing much to say—time to get down to business.

The reason Ye Feng visited the Jiang Family in person was that they had outrageously sought to exterminate the Hong Family of Jiangdu and the Fu Family. This was a provocation that touched Ye Feng’s raw nerve!

One could imagine that if he didn’t completely flatten the Jiang Family today, one day when he returned to the Imperial City or the Northern Border, the Jiang Family would certainly seek vengeance against the Hong and Fu families.

By then, facing the Jiang Family, a ferocious beast of a flood, the Hong Family of Jiangdu and the Fu Family would surely be unable to withstand them.

Ye Feng didn’t relish killing, but he would never tolerate his relatives and brothers suffering due to him!

Seventeen immediately took action, pouncing like a fierce tiger. The eight sentinels, merely martial arts practitioners of the fifth and sixth stage of External Strength, couldn’t possibly withstand him.

Just in a blink, the eight men were already sprawled all over the place.

With the obstruction removed, the car drove straight in, following the mountain foothill trail towards the ostentatious villas ahead.

At this moment, in the largest villa hall at the mountain base, Old Patriarch Jiang of the Jiang Family, Jiang Xianhe, was sitting leisurely in a Taishi Chair.

Beneath Jiang Xianhe stood two middle-aged men, both standing respectfully.

"Have you found out yet why the three family elders suddenly disappeared?" Jiang Xianhe sniffed his snuffbox, his hand holding the box withered like tinder.

His whole person was also very haggard, shrunk into the Taishi Chair with a face so comical that he looked like a monkey, his voice weak as he spoke.

However, if one thought that this chief of the Jiang Clan was a frail old man nearing his end, they would be gravely mistaken!

Last year, when the winter snow sealed the mountains, Jiang Xianhe had gone into Gold Mountain and even hunted a fierce tiger with his bare hands!

"Reporting to father, two days ago I had sent people to investigate, but up to now, there’s still no trace of the whereabouts of the three uncles; they seem to have vanished into thin air!" said Jiang Tianlong’s father, Jiang Youjun, with a cold voice.

The other middle-aged man, Jiang Tianhu’s father, Jiang Right Army, hesitated and then said, "Father, all three uncles are Masters of Inner Force at the Huajin Level. Such combat strength, let alone a mere Jiangdu, even within the entire Southern River Region Jiangnan Province, is not to be underestimated. The three of them couldn’t have disappeared without reason!"

Jiang Youjun suddenly suggested, "Could it be that they were suddenly killed by someone?"

On hearing this, Jiang Xianhe’s eyes widened abruptly before he retorted in a cold voice, "Killed them? Who has the audacity? Three Masters of Inner Force, even a Huajin Grandmaster wouldn’t have the strength, unless it’s a Peak Grandmaster."

"However... throughout the whole Southern River Region Jiangnan Province, there are only so few Peak Grandmasters, and I was watching closely that night. They never left the Southern River Region, so it’s impossible that they were murdered."

These three Masters of Inner Force of the Jiang Family were precisely the ones who, a while ago, had secretly rushed to Jiangdu and attempted to assassinate Ye Feng at the foot of Serpent Coil Mountain.

The Jiang Family had thought that there was only one Master of Inner Force behind Ye Feng. Sending out three Grandmasters from their side, they believed they had the situation well in hand.

However, Jiang Xianhe could never have imagined the kind of existence they were attempting to assassinate! n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Father, is it possible that this Ye Feng, the Mad Son-in-law of the Hong Family, is actually a peerless master and that the three uncles were… by him?"

"Impossible!"

Jiang Xianhe abruptly interrupted, sniffing his snuffbox, grunted, "I’ve already had people investigate this lad; three months ago, he was covered in serious injuries, and now he is even more disabled, bound to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair, unable to be a master!"

"Father is right, how could there be a peerless master in this world who can only sit in a wheelchair?" Jiang Youjun sneered slightly.

"You think there are none because you are just a frog at the bottom of a well!"

Just then, a cold and faint voice came from outside.

"Who dares to make a racket out there, are they courting death!" Jiang Xianhe roared in anger, for as the Chief of the Jiang Clan, he held supreme authority.

No sooner had his words ended than he saw a wheelchair roll into the hall, pushed slowly by a young girl with a limp.

Sitting in the chair was a young man, in his early twenties, with a rugged, square face displaying a smile that was not quite a smile, and his eyes sharp like steel blades, seemingly piercing straight into one’s heart.

Jiang Xianhe’s gaze sharpened, having investigated for so long, he naturally knew who had come.

"It’s you, you actually dare to come here on your own accord?"

Jiang Xianhe snarled between clenched teeth, without standing up from the Taishi Chair as he felt there was no need to, for this was the Jiang Family’s base camp after all, and besides himself, a Huajin Grandmaster, the family had many masters.

Thus, he thought the other party coming here in person was like a lamb walking into a tiger’s den!

Ye Feng chuckled lightly, "I’m here to ask you some questions!"

Just as enemies meeting are especially resentful, Jiang Xianhe snorted coldly, "You may ask, but before you do, I need to be clear about one thing!"

"You have one chance to ask!" Ye Feng stated.

Jiang Xianhe snorted, "First, let me ask you, were the three Grandmasters of my Jiang Family killed by you?"

Ye Feng said, "At the cliffs below Serpent Coil Mountain in Jiangdu, the feng shui is quite good!"

Although this statement did not directly answer, it was as good as a confirmation, and Jiang Xianhe knew the answer.

Jiang Youjun and Jiang Zuo Army, the two brothers, inhaled sharply, their faces showing grave concern, realizing that one capable of slaying three Masters of Inner Force was clearly not average.

However, matters had developed to this stage; clearly, there was no way back—it was either his death or their own.

Jiang Xianhe suddenly started to chuckle coldly, grunting, "Very well, in light of your impending death, you may now ask!"

Ye Feng said, "Before I ask, you need to understand one thing: the answer to this next question will determine the survival of your Jiang Family, so I hope you think carefully before you answer!"

Jiang Xianhe merely scoffed in response.

At this moment, the servants in the hall had already withdrawn, and at the same time, all the skilled members of the Jiang Family had been summoned here, creating an atmosphere of an imminent storm, ready to strike immediately upon Old Patriarch Jiang’s command.

Ye Feng asked, "Let me ask you, if one day I’m no longer in the Southern River Region Jiangnan Province, will your Jiang Family strike at the Hong Family of Jiangdu and the Fu Family, eradicating them both?"

Before Jiang Xianhe could speak, Jiang Tianhu, who had rushed over, gnashed his teeth and said, "Ye Feng, you’ve killed our Jiang Clan members, and it doesn’t matter if you’re not in Southern River Region Jiangnan; even if you are, my Jiang Family will definitely wipe out the Hong Family and the Fu Family, sparing no male and forcing their women to spend their lives as slaves under our Jiang men!"

Ye Feng’s gaze hardened, and a storm of killing intent surged around him like a raging cyclone.