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The anger of Cold Boyuan silenced the room, and everyone exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of the sudden outburst from him.
"Did he discover some clue..." Wu Xiaozhuang thought to himself, but maintained a facade of sorrow as he said, "Leng Ping was killed by a group of men in black..."
"He shouldn't have noticed anything..." Wu Xiaozhuang was quite confident in his acting skills. After killing Leng Ping, he had deliberately injured himself to make the scene appear as realistic as possible.
"I ask you again, what is going on!" Cold Boyuan repeated slowly and emphatically.
"Damn it, this Cold Boyuan is indeed difficult to deal with!" Wu Xiaozhuang cursed inwardly. He had thought his act of self-sacrifice would easily fool Cold Boyuan.
"This morning, Leng Ping came to me and said he wanted to help Ye Tian find out who was secretly targeting the brothers of the Cold Family. However, Second Uncle, you had already ordered us not to go out without reason, so I hesitated..."
Wu Xiaozhuang looked up at Cold Boyuan's expression and continued, "But Leng Ping said some things about how we should stand by our brothers in times of trouble. In a moment of passion, I acted impulsively. Alas... it's all my fault for not being calm enough; that's why... that's why Leng Ping is dead." After saying this, Wu Xiaozhuang wiped his tears and began to sob.
"Where did you encounter the men in black? Were you ambushed or did you run into them?" Cold Boyuan's expression remained stern as he asked quietly.
"Too many words can lead to mistakes; I need to change the subject quickly!" Wu Xiaozhuang resolved in his heart and sobbed, "We encountered them in an abandoned alley on the north side of the market."
After saying this, his gaze seemed to inadvertently land on the men in black in the hall. Anger surged within him as he turned to Cold Bo Stone and asked, "Uncle Leng, is he one of those who killed Leng Ping?!"
"Do I even need to say it? I really want to tear him apart!" Although Cold Bo Stone did not answer directly, his words were noncommittal. However, he did not consider why Wu Xiaozhuang only asked him among all the people present.
Wu Xiaozhuang sneered inwardly; he needed an excuse for his next actions to justify his rage, and among everyone present, only Cold Bo Stone was simple-minded enough to fall for it. If he had asked Cold Boyuan instead, the answer would have been entirely different.
"I'll kill you!" Wu Xiaozhuang shouted angrily and lunged toward Black-Clad Second with a palm strike aimed at his head.
"I must kill him to eliminate future threats!" With this thought in mind, Wu Xiaozhuang's palm was already inches away from Black-Clad Second's head.
"Xiao Zhuang, stop!"
Accompanied by Ye Tian's loud shout, a tremendous pulling force suddenly came from behind, causing Wu Xiaozhuang's hand, which had already reached the top of Black-Clad Second's head, to come to a halt.
"Don't anyone stop me! I want to avenge Leng Ping!" Wu Xiaozhuang feigned a hoarse voice. Due to the earlier pause, his palm strength had dissipated, and at this moment, he could only change his palm into a grip, clutching the top of Black-Clad Second's head.
"Uh..."
Before Black-Clad Second could react, he felt a tremendous pain at the top of his head, as if an iron claw was clamping down on his skull, causing his eyes to bulge and rendering him speechless.
"Heh heh, no witnesses!" Wu Xiaozhuang sneered inwardly, and in the next moment, he crushed the former's skull!
"Ha!"
At that moment, Ye Tian exhaled sharply and fully activated Vortex Profound Skill. Under the irresistible pulling force, he finally managed to pull Wu Xiaozhuang back just in time.
Despite Wu Xiaozhuang's secret resistance against being uncontrollably pulled back, it did not have much effect.
"Damn it! Has Ye Tian really mastered Vortex Profound Skill to this extent?" Wu Xiaozhuang cursed inwardly. He was not only angry about missing his chance but also slightly shocked by Ye Tian's strength.
Both were at the seventh stage of Warrior Definition, yet Ye Tian seemed to have a much stronger control over Yuan Power than he did!
"Don't be impulsive; he is still useful," Ye Tian said as he patted Wu Xiaozhuang's shoulder after forcibly pulling him back. However, there was an unusual look in his eyes as he gazed at him.
"I must not let him summon Xu Ao; otherwise, I will definitely be implicated!" A barely noticeable glint flashed in Wu Xiaozhuang's eyes as he shook off Ye Tian's hand on his shoulder and angrily said, "Useful? What do you mean by useful? Leng Ping is already dead! Leng Ping even regarded you as a brother, and now that the enemy is before us, you still talk about usefulness!"
Ye Tian was not overly shocked by Wu Xiaozhuang's extreme reaction; instead, his confusion deepened. He looked into Wu Xiaozhuang's eyes and calmly said, "It is precisely because Leng Ping is my brother that I cannot kill him."
"Heh heh, good! Very good, Ye Tian!" Wu Xiaozhuang put on an expression of extreme disappointment and sneered, "I really misjudged you!"
"Wu Xiaozhuang, rest assured that I will definitely avenge Leng Ping!" Ye Tian's tone was exceptionally firm as he looked at Wu Xiaozhuang with a hint of coldness in his gaze. "Moreover, I will make the mastermind behind this pay with their life!"
Hearing this, Wu Xiaozhuang lowered his head deeply, his shoulders slightly trembling. To anyone watching, it was clearly a display of sorrow and weeping.
However, what he thought in his heart was: "Heh heh, revenge? You will die a hundred times worse than Leng Ping!"
"Alright, Ye Tian. I believe you! I hope you can fulfill what you said today; only then will Leng Ping die with honor and not in vain for you!" Wu Xiaozhuang slowly raised his head, saying this to make Ye Tian feel even more guilty.
Ye Tian's body trembled for a moment before returning to normal.
"Rest assured, I will definitely offer the head of that mastermind as a tribute to Leng Ping!"
As soon as the words fell, the room fell silent. Everyone could sense that although Ye Tian's face showed no emotion, the momentum of that statement proved his current rage and guilt.
No one spoke; only the gentle breeze that entered the hall made a slight sound.
With a sigh...
Accompanied by whispers, the burnt incense ash finally scattered.
Cold Boyuan gestured to Cold Yang, indicating that they could deal with Black-Clad Second now.
"Have you not remembered yet?" Leng Ping slowly walked up to the former and asked coldly.
"Spare me! Spare me!" Black-Clad Second knew his end was near and immediately began banging his head on the ground in front of everyone.
"Heh heh, it seems he knows nothing at all. I really overthought this," Wu Xiaozhuang sighed in relief, feeling fortunate.
"You should have thought about today's consequences when you were doing evil!" With that, Cold Yang raised his arm, and his energy surged violently.
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me..." Black-Clad Second was terrified, tears streaming down his face, and a foul smell of excrement began to emanate from beneath him.
Cold Yang fell silent, his arm decisively descending.
The hand, infused with powerful energy, rapidly enlarged in Black-Clad Second's vision, leaving him stunned and unable to even dodge.
"I remember now!"
The palm's momentum abruptly halted, stopping just half an inch above Black-Clad Second's head.
At the moment of restraint, Cold Yang's overwhelming energy had nowhere to dissipate, resulting in a muffled explosion that swept up the clothing of everyone present.
Black-Clad Second slumped to the ground, appearing utterly defeated. In the span of a single incense stick's burn time, he had nearly lost his life twice; the shock was indeed excessive.
Fortunately, he recalled a phrase that could save his life.
"I... remember my older brother mentioning something about the employer's appearance..." After a long pause to gather himself, Black-Clad Second managed to speak.
"Speak. If it's useful, your life may be spared," Ye Tian said coldly.
Hearing this, Black-Clad Second was overjoyed. He nodded eagerly at Ye Tian, his lips moving as he prepared to speak with a nervous smile.
"Not good!" Wu Xiaozhuang exclaimed inwardly but quickly formed a plan. He rushed forward, turning his back to everyone and grabbing Black-Clad Second by the collar. He shouted angrily, "Speak quickly! If what you say is useless, I'll crush your skull with one blow!"
Wu Xiaozhuang glared fiercely at Black-Clad Second, his eyes twitching slightly in a threatening manner. He thought to himself, "Right now, I can only treat this dead horse as a living one! This coward fears trouble; perhaps scaring him will throw him off balance."
"Stand down!" Cold Boyuan shouted angrily, casting a cold glance at Wu Xiaozhuang.
"Hmph!" Wu Xiaozhuang huffed in anger, pushing Black-Clad Second to the ground before reluctantly stepping back.
"Go ahead," Ye Tian said softly.
"Ah, fine." The Black-Clad Second smiled broadly, adopting a flattering tone as he spoke, "Gentlemen, my elder brother once told me something."
He paused for a moment and imitated his brother's rough manner of speaking: "This young master has a hooked nose and triangular eyes; he is truly ugly as hell!"
The crowd was taken aback by his words. A hooked nose and triangular eyes! Among all the young masters in Spirit Martial Town, there was probably only one person who fit such a description!
"Xu Ao!"
These two words were spat out simultaneously by several people in an extremely angry tone.
"I'll take people and storm the Xu Family!" Cold Bo Stone's blood surged, and he turned to leave.
"Uncle Leng!" Ye Tian leaped forward to block him.
"Xiao Tian, you don't need to persuade me; this matter cannot be delayed!" Cold Bo Stone's tone was resolute.
Ye Tian slowly shook his head, his gaze shifting to the body of Leng Ping lying quietly on the ground: "Uncle Leng, I'm not trying to persuade you; I just hope you can give me this opportunity. I want to personally avenge Leng Ping!"
"Big brother, let Xiao Tian handle this matter." Leng Bo Feng's voice was somewhat hoarse as he stared blankly at his son's body.
"Uncle, my father is right. If you take action, it will likely lead to a direct clash between the two families, and in the end, the Wang family will be the ones to profit." Cold Yang remained calm as always, prioritizing the bigger picture.
Cold Boyuan nodded slightly in appreciation towards Cold Yang and then turned to walk into the back hall.
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