"Try my move first."
A cold glint flashed in Chu Chen's eyes. He threw a punch, incredibly fast, striking Lin Haotian's chest in an instant.
Bang—
Lin Haotian was sent flying, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face contorted in pain.
"You... you're a martial artist?!" Lin Haotian cried out in shock.
"Who are you?!" he glared at the other person, his eyes filled with suspicion. Such strength...
This was by no means the work of an ordinary martial master; it was at least the peak of a Martial Ancestor!
However, in the entire Xuanyang City, apart from those three reclusive Martial Kings, there were no other Martial Ancestors. Could this be someone from the outer territories?
"You don't need to know," Chu Chen said coldly.
"Pfft—"
Lin Haotian suddenly spat out a mist of blood. His eyes widened in astonishment as he looked at the man before him.
A fist print was clearly imprinted on his chest, his fingers sunk deep into the flesh, his bones broken!
"You..."
As he opened his mouth to speak, a sweet, metallic taste surged in his throat, and he coughed up more blood.
His body swayed a few times before he collapsed onto the ground, completely unconscious.
Defeating a martial master in a single exchange, such strength was enough to make him look up to.
"Is this your strength?"
Lin Haotian woke up, his eyes wide with panic as he stared at the man, his body trembling uncontrollably.
"Who exactly are you?!" he roared, his eyes filled with fear.
"The one who will kill you."
"No... don't kill me!"
Lin Haotian's body quivered. He pleaded with the other person, tears streaming down his face.
He regretted it. If he had known he would encounter such a powerful individual, he would never have come seeking revenge!
"Now, it's your turn."
"Wait..." Lin Haotian gasped for breath, extending his hand with difficulty.
He took out a token from his storage ring and respectfully handed it to the man.
Begging, "Please be merciful and spare my lowly life."
Chu Chen glanced at the token in Lin Haotian's hand, his brow furrowing. "So, you're from the Lin family."
"I'll remember this. I'll come back to settle the score with you."
Hearing this, Lin Haotian breathed a sigh of relief. He slumped to the ground, sweat beading on his forehead, utterly drained.
"I'll spare your dog life this time. If there's a next time, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, I won't let you go."
Chu Chen left these words and turned to leave.
Lin Haotian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with lingering fear. He sat slumped on the ground, unable to recover for a long time.
...
In the early morning, sunlight streamed onto the bed. A woman sat by the bedside.
She wore a light purple dress, her hair styled in a bun, her exquisitely beautiful face glowing with a youthful blush.
"Young Master hasn't woken up yet?" Liu Yixue pouted her red lips, sounding a little displeased.
"Miss Yixue, the Young Master is already awake. He's washing up now," a maidservant replied with her head bowed.
"Let's go out first, shall we?"
"Mm, no rush. I'll stay with Young Master a little longer."
Liu Yixue pulled at the quilt, revealing her fair, slender neck.
Her skin was clear and translucent, as if it could be broken by a puff of air, moist like congealed fat.
"Alright, Miss Yixue."
The maidservant reminded her, "Doing this might disturb the Young Master's rest."
"Okay, okay."
Liu Yixue reluctantly stood up. "Let's go out."
"Miss, the Young Master is awake."
The maidservant whispered, reminding her that their movements would surely not escape Chu Chen's notice inside the room.
"Oh, Young Master."
Liu Yixue blushed, her face turning crimson.
She quickly strode into the room. "I'll go prepare your washing things."
"Mm," a gentle voice came from inside the room, but no one was visible.
A moment later, Liu Yixue walked in with a basin of water, placing it gently on the table.
"Young Master, the water is ready for you," Liu Yixue said sweetly, her cheeks flushed with shyness.
"Thank you." A gentle voice came from behind the screen, followed by a fair, clean arm reaching out.
"Young Master..." Liu Yixue's breath hitched.
She lowered her head, not daring to meet Chu Chen's gaze.
Young Master's eyes are so beautiful, his skin is fair with a rosy hue.
It's more delicate than a girl's skin, completely flawless.
Even the tips of his fingers are pink and tender, making one want to pinch them.
Liu Yixue's cheeks were flushed, her heart racing. Her gaze went past Chu Chen's shoulder.
She secretly observed him, thinking to herself: Young Master is truly handsome, even more beautiful than a girl.
No wonder he's the most popular young man in Yunlan Country, even Miss Gongsun and the Crown Prince like him...
"Is there something dirty on my face?"
Suddenly, Liu Yixue felt a coolness on her cheek, followed by a wet sensation.
Startled, she cried out and quickly retreated several steps, her pretty face slightly red.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to." Seeing Liu Yixue's shy expression.
Chu Chen was momentarily stunned. He touched his nose and said awkwardly, "Ahem, I didn't mean to..."
A blush spread across Liu Yixue's face. She pursed her cherry-like lips.
She lightly huffed, "Why did you scare me! You clearly knew I was here and pretended to be asleep to trick me. You're too wicked!"
"How was I supposed to know you were so timid?"
"Who's timid! I..."
As the two were arguing, suddenly, a powerful pressure swept through the entire mansion, like a sudden downpour.
In an instant, all the Lin family members gathered in the main hall, each looking terrified.
"This aura..." Lin Haoyu frowned, his heart aghast. "Martial Core Realm?!"
Lin Haoyu immediately mobilized the spiritual energy within his body to resist this terrifying aura, but after only a moment.
He could no longer withstand it. Chu Chen stood by the window, indifferently watching the distance.
His pupils reflected the tall, imposing figure.
This man was clad in black robes, wielding a heavy saber, his footsteps steady and powerful.
With each step he took, the air seemed to explode, creating ripples.
At this moment, in the Lin family courtyard, there were nine martial artists at the peak of the Martial Disciple realm.
These nine martial artists were all experts cultivated by the Lin family.
Yet, when they faced this black-robed man, they felt an inexplicable fear!
The aura of this black-robed man was many times stronger than that of the black-shirted youth from before; they were not enemies of the same level!
Lin Haoyu's face was pale as he stared at the man, gritting his teeth.
"Who are you, sir? Trespassing into my Lin family without any manners?!"
"Heh heh."
The man let out a hoarse chuckle. He slowly raised the heavy saber in his hand, pointing it directly at the Lin family members.
He said coldly and ruthlessly, "Scram. I'm looking for the current head of the Lin family, Lin Tianxiang.
The rest of you, get lost immediately, or today will be your death anniversary!"
Lin Haoyu said angrily, "Sir, you are going too far! My father is the current head of the Lin family, how can you insult him like this!"
"I said, destroying your Lin family is as easy as flipping my hand."
The black-robed man let out a cold shout, and immediately, violent primal energy surged out.
Chu Chen stood on the rooftop, looking down at the chaos below, his gaze as cold as ice.
The Lin family's actions over the past few months had long angered him.
These people must die!
"Rumble!"