Cao Jingshan's rage burned fiercely, his limbs trembling as a result. As one of the five great families native to Qiyun Road, he reigned supreme and was always victorious. Wherever he went, wasn't he met with nothing but admiration?

Apart from Old King Qin of the Qin Clan, who didn't have to bow their heads and respectfully greet him as Family Head Cao upon meeting him?

But today, the murderer of his son not only refused to kneel and beg for mercy, but even ordered him around, humiliating him again and again. He even had the audacity to tell him to hurry up and call for backup, implying that he was the one who couldn't wait too long?

Heh… In all his decades of life, he had never encountered such a brazen and arrogant youth.

"You damned mutt! Since you think you're so important, I'll play along! I'd like to see if you're tougher than me, or if my methods are more ruthless!"

Cao Jingshan took a deep breath, and the wrath contorting his face relaxed slightly. Then, he and Zheng Bo each took out their mobile phones. Call after call went out from the Di Family estate.

As a prominent family in Lingjin City, their network of connections was beyond what an ordinary person could imagine. Furthermore, Qiyun Road had always been a gathering place for influential figures. With the status and influence wielded by Cao Jingshan and Zheng Bo, how could they possibly swallow this affront? They swore they would not rest until their opponent was dead.

The rain continued to fall, endlessly.

Outside the Di Family residence, Yang Hu held a large umbrella over Chen Yang's head. He stood as still as a statue, even as one of his shoulders became soaked by the rain. Chen Yang stood with his hands behind his back, slowly lighting a cigarette.

This Di Family is decent enough. Besides, this whole affair started because of me, and Di An was just an innocent victim. For both moral and personal reasons, I should give him a hand.

"Boss, Ji Ping just called," Yang Hu said. "He's about to leave for Cangyun City and wanted to say goodbye in person. I told him we were a bit tied up outside, and he said he could wait."

"Ji Ping is a good man. After he returns to Cangyun City this time, he should be able to advance further, right?" Chen Yang said with a smile.

Yang Hu nodded. "He's guaranteed to reach the fifth rank."

"He deserves it."

With a great clatter, Di An and the other upper echelons of the Di Family rushed out. They didn't disturb Chen Yang, instead standing obediently to one side.

"Don't interfere! Let them make a scene!" Di An said quietly. "It's just bullying. After the Governor cripples the Cao and Zheng Families, I'll be sure to pay a visit to your family estates as well."

He even suspected this might be a serendipitous opportunity granted to him by the Governor.

The rest of the Di Family nodded in agreement.

"If you know what's good for you, kneel and kowtow right now. There might still be a chance for you to make amends," Zheng Bo stepped forward, issuing a final warning.

"A chance?" Cao Jingshan forced out. "I'm telling you right now, even if the Heavenly King himself showed up today, you would still die!"

Chen Yang, however, acted as if he hadn't heard a word, as unmovable as a mountain. It was as if the events unfolding around him had nothing to do with him at all.

Cao Jingshan fumed. He was an important figure, after all; when had anyone ever disregarded him so completely? If he didn't kill Chen Yang today, his rage would never be appeased.

"Surround him!"

At Cao Jingshan's roar, the men they had brought with them charged forward, encircling Chen Yang and Yang Hu. Chen Yang still showed no reaction, and an eerie silence fell over the scene.

The downpour, however, was intensifying.

In less than twenty minutes...

RUMBLE! RUMBLE! RUMBLE!

In the pouring rain, twenty to thirty commercial vehicles screeched to a halt nearby. Sturdy men dressed in black filed out of the vehicles one after another. The heavy thud of their footsteps thundered closer. The sky grew bleak. Within moments, a palpable killing intent shrouded the vast area. Every one of these men possessed strength of at least the sixth rank. Only a powerful clan could muster such a force.

The leader was a middle-aged man: Cao Jingshan's younger brother, Cao Jingyun. As a ninth-rank Fist Master, he was full of vigor, his energy soaring to the heavens. With a final rustle of movement, they came to a halt five meters away.

"Who killed my nephew?" Cao Jingyun's frosty gaze swept across the scene, eventually landing on Chen Yang and Yang Hu beneath the black umbrella.

Cao Jingshan's eyebrows shot up fiercely. He stared at Chen Yang's back with sinister eyes and bellowed confidently, "Are these men enough for you?"

By now, he was in no hurry. If his opponent wanted to die with his eyes wide open, why not grant his wish?

Chen Yang remained silent, not because he didn't know what to say, but because he couldn't be bothered to speak.

Cao Jingshan let out a laugh. He lit a cigarette, his confidence soaring. "Don't worry, there are more on the way!"

With another great rush of movement, a contingent of two hundred from the Zheng Family stormed over. In terms of both momentum and strength, they were in no way inferior to the Cao Family's forces.

"Family Head, Family Head Zhao just called. His troops are on their way and will be here in five minutes."

"And Ding Maosheng is here! He brought fifty Fist Masters of sixth rank or higher."

Announcements of incoming reinforcements rang out, one after another, in front of the Di Family's gates.

Cao Jingshan grew even more smug, lifting his head high. "You damned mutt! Do you really take me for a pushover? Why don't you show me what you can do?"

Yang Hu turned his head, baring his teeth in a grin. "No need to *take* you for one. You *are* a pushover."

Cao Jingshan: "..."

"I won't waste my breath on a sharp-tongued piece of trash like you. Once everyone is here, you'll be nothing but fish on the cutting board!"

"What a coincidence," Yang Hu retorted. "We're also waiting for all your people to arrive."

Cao Jingshan's face turned livid with rage, and he fell silent.

Five minutes later, two more groups arrived, one after the other. It was Ding Maosheng and the elderly Family Head Zhao.

"Ha!"

Ding Maosheng, a short man clutching a string of prayer beads, shouted, "Where did this scoundrel come from, daring to trouble Brother Cao? You must be tired of living!"

"Brother Ding, Brother Zhao, I am deeply grateful," Cao Jingshan greeted them warmly.

"No need for formalities, Brother Cao." Ding Maosheng waved his hand, his beady eyes staring intently at Chen Yang and Yang Hu. "What's the point of putting on an act at a time like this?"

"Turn around and let me have a look! Let's see if you really have three heads and six arms!" His tone was haughty and domineering.

Chen Yang stubbed out his cigarette and flicked the butt away with his finger. He patted his shoulder and said, "Is this all you've got, Family Head Cao?"

"Call for more. I'll allow it."

Cao Jingshan: "..."

Everyone: "..."

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