"Yes!"
Numerous Martial Sect powerhouses responded.
"By the way, Elder Zhao, what about that Zhou Yan? Did he come with you?"
Suddenly, the black-clothed middle-aged man seemed to remember something and said in a deep voice.
"Reporting to the Commander, that brat has already been apprehended by us."
Elder Zhao cupped his fists and replied respectfully.
"Very good, take me to him."
The black-clothed middle-aged man's eyes flashed with coldness, and he said sinisterly.
"Yes, Commander."
Elder Zhao responded respectfully, then led several black-clothed Martial Sect members towards Zhou Yan's courtyard.
Not long after, the black-clothed middle-aged man and his companions arrived at the Zhou family residence.
"Greetings, Commander Wang!"
The guards bowed their heads in greeting upon seeing them, their attitudes respectful.
"Mm."
Wang Hao walked into the mansion with his head held high, displaying an arrogant demeanor.
"Commander Wang, where is that Zhou Yan..." Elder Zhao followed closely behind, asking curiously.
"You guys, hurry up and take me to see Zhou Yan," Wang Hao urged.
He was eager to get revenge and torment Zhou Yan severely.
"Yes, Commander."
The guards dared not delay and quickly led the way.
"Commander Wang, he's inside," the guard stopped and said, bowing.
"Mm."
Wang Hao nodded and strode into the room.
Just as he entered the Zhou family residence, Wang Hao vaguely heard a sound of weeping.
"Huh?"
Wang Hao's steps faltered, and he wondered, "Where is that crying coming from?"
The next moment, he pushed open the door and was greeted by a scene that sent chills down his spine.
"Commander Wang, you're back."
Zhou Yan was resting on the bed. Hearing the door open, he opened his eyes.
"You little bastard, how dare you plot against this Commander? I won't let you off today!"
Wang Hao's eyes blazed with fury, and he roared, charging forward, intending to teach Zhou Yan a lesson with every move.
*Bang!*
The next moment, a figure shot out from nowhere, blocking Zhou Yan.
"Who?"
Wang Hao yelped in shock, retreating in a panic, his face full of caution.
"Presumptuous!"
The black-clothed middle-aged man roared, "How dare you offend Commander Wang? Are you tired of living?"
"Elder Zhao, what is the meaning of this?"
Wang Hao's expression changed slightly, and he stared at Elder Zhao, reprimanding him in a deep voice.
Although he was powerful, he knew he was no match for Elder Zhao.
Elder Zhao was a Martial Master, and a fight would likely endanger the Zhou family, causing innocent casualties.
"Heh, you're still playing dumb?" Elder Zhao sneered, his voice cold. "Zhou Yan stole a secret treasure of the Zhou family. He committed a grave offense, and I was ordered to arrest him."
"What?"
Hearing this, Wang Hao's face turned pale, his pupils contracted, and he exclaimed, "Zhou Yan stole a secret treasure? Impossible!"
Zhou Yan was just a spoiled brat from a noble family. How could he possibly have such heaven-defying fortune?
"Heh, believe it or not. In any case, Zhou Yan is inside. Let's go in for interrogation."
Elder Zhao sneered and waved his hand, signaling the Martial Sect powerhouses beside him to escort Wang Hao into the room.
"Elder Zhao, what are you doing? I'm telling you, this has nothing to do with me."
Wang Hao's expression was one of terror, and he trembled as he shouted.
At this moment, he felt an intense sense of crisis.
"Hmph."
Elder Zhao snorted coldly, ignoring Wang Hao, and walked directly into Zhou Yan's bedroom.
*Rumble!*
Instantly, a monstrous killing intent filled the air.
"Zhou Yan, accept your fate!"
Elder Zhao roared and struck towards Zhou Yan's head.
This palm strike, carrying a destructive surge of energy, instantly enveloped an area of about ten feet.
"Haha, Zhou Yan is finished!"
Wang Hao's eyes were filled with excitement and anticipation. He even felt a sense of eagerness in his heart.
"Die, Zhou Yan, you're finally going to die!"
"Ahhhhh..."
Suddenly, a shrill scream echoed, chilling Wang Hao to the bone. He quickly looked in the direction of the sound.
"Huh? What's going on?"
Wang Hao was stunned. He saw Elder Zhao standing frozen, spitting blood, his face filled with horror.
*Hiss...*
Looking at Elder Zhao's corpse, Wang Hao gasped.
*Puchi* - a sharp blade pierced through Elder Zhao's chest from behind, pinning him to the floor.
"Zhou Yan, you... you actually have help..."
Wang Hao's face turned ashen, and he couldn't help but swallow. Deep fear flickered in his eyes.
He never dreamed that a mere useless young master could defeat Elder Zhao.
"What is happening?"
"Zhou Yan, this good-for-nothing, is only at the seventh level of the Divine King realm. How could he kill Elder Zhao?"
Wang Hao's guards were also dumbfounded.
"Zhou Yan..."
At this moment, Elder Zhao painfully twisted his neck, looking at Zhou Yan with malice and unwillingness.
He never imagined that Zhou Yan had hidden such a supreme expert.
"Elder Zhao, may you rest in peace."
Zhou Yan slowly stood up, cast a indifferent glance at Elder Zhao, and shook his head.
"Zhou Yan, you killed Elder Zhao..."
Wang Hao's expression changed drastically, panic flashing in his eyes.
"So what if I killed him?"
A cold arc formed on Zhou Yan's lips.
His eyes blazed with a piercing light, sharp as blades, sending a chill down one's spine.
"Not good!"
Wang Hao's face contorted wildly, and he turned to flee.
"Since you're here, don't even think about leaving."
Zhou Yan's killing intent flared, and as his words fell, he took a step forward, reaching out and grabbing Wang Hao's shoulder, yanking him back forcefully.
*Bang!*
A punch landed on Wang Hao's abdomen, shattering his internal organs and causing him to cry out in agony.
*Puff!*
Immediately after, Zhou Yan threw another punch, sending Wang Hao's head flying.
The dignified second-grade Martial Sect fell thus!
This sudden turn of events stunned all the surrounding Martial Sect members and the black-clothed middle-aged man.
These black-clothed middle-aged men were the guards of the Zhou family, responsible for the safety of the main branch.
Therefore, they recognized Zhou Yan as the young master of the Zhou family and did not dare to act rashly.
They never expected to witness such a brutal scene tonight.
"Elder Wang, you are courting death!"
Zhou Yan glanced at the black-clothed middle-aged men, then his eyebrows rose as if he sensed something. His eyes flashed with a brilliant light, and he shouted coldly.
Instantly, the sound of breaking air reverberated. Two figures, like phantoms, attacked with incredible speed, arriving before him in the blink of an eye.
Attacking Zhou Yan from both sides, their offensive was fierce and their killing intent palpable.
"Hmm? Half-step Martial Master?"
Zhou Yan's expression changed slightly, and he was somewhat surprised. "I didn't expect you to be Dark Guards."
"Heh heh."
"That's right, Zhou Yan. You're incredibly bold to trespass into a forbidden area. You're simply asking for death!"
The two Dark Guards grinned sinisterly and attacked without holding back.
"Kill!"
"Get out of my way!"
Zhou Yan's eyes flickered, his true essence flowing through him as he conjured a giant illusory figure, exuding a terrifying aura.