In the jungle, on a rugged dirt road.

A Bentley was speeding along, but the road was just too rough, and the car couldn't pick up speed.

Behind the Bentley, two middle-aged men dressed in black leapt forward, swiftly chasing the vehicle.

"Damn it! Who would have thought that Chixiao Sect would send a Semi Innate Grand Master to protect this Lu Chengfeng? Don't they usually disregard their affiliate families?" one of the men in black cursed under his breath as he pursued.

The other man's eyebrows furrowed tightly. He glanced at the front of the Bentley, which was fast approaching a smoother main road, and a worried look flashed in his eyes. He spoke in a low voice, "Brother Luo, we must not let him escape. If he manages to relay the message back to Chixiao Sect, and they thoroughly investigate, the arrangements by the Zhuge Family might be exposed!"

"Brother Qi, rest assured, the Zhuge Family's side should not be noticed by the people of Chixiao Sect. Our people have been very discreet; it should not be discovered," reassured the one called Brother Luo, shaking his head, then paused and continued, "Moreover, the situation with the Zhuge Family is not looking good. They definitely won't reject us. We should thank the Jiang Family Head for this smooth operation. If it weren't for him, Chixiao Sect wouldn't have suppressed the Zhuge Family, giving us an opportunity to take advantage!"

Brother Qi nodded slightly and then suddenly, with a gleam of excitement in his eyes, he exclaimed as he looked in the direction ahead of the Bentley, "Uncle Master Jiang?!"

Suddenly, an old man dressed in black appeared in front of the Bentley, holding a tiger-headed saber. As he saw the Bentley driving toward him, he lifted the saber above his head, a chilling murderous intent erupting from all over his body, as if he was about to face the oncoming car.

If an uninformed person encountered such a scene, they might think the old man in black had gone mad. But Lu Chengfeng knew that the roadblock must be a powerful figure; the car wouldn't be able to kill him, and it was very likely that he would cleave both the man and the car in half.

A look of resignation flashed in his eyes. Lu Chengfeng smiled bitterly and slammed on the brakes!

Screech!

The piercing sound of braking was followed by a cloud of dust, and the Bentley stopped a meter from the old man.

"Get out!" the old man ordered, holding the saber and staring coldly at Lu Chengfeng inside the car.

Sigh!

Lu Chengfeng exhaled heavily, opened the door, and got out of the car.

Whoosh, whoosh!

It was only then that Brother Luo and his companion caught up. Ignoring Lu Chengfeng, who had exited the vehicle, they leaped to the old man's side and bowed respectfully, fists clasped, "We pay respects to Uncle Master Jiang!"

"It's fortunate the Sect Master had me come to check on things, otherwise, if Lu Chengfeng had escaped, Luo Tian, Qi Zheng, I wonder how you would explain yourselves to the Sect Master!" Uncle Master Jiang said coldly.

Luo Tian and his companion trembled, not daring to respond.

"You are from Youming Hall, aren't you?" A shout came, and the three of them turned to look. Lu Chengfeng was looking at them with an indifferent expression.

Uncle Master Jiang stared coldly at Lu Chengfeng and spoke in a deep voice, "Submit, or die!"

"Kill me then!" Lu Chengfeng's face suddenly became composed, a look of resignation appearing in his eyes.

Luo Tian's brows furrowed and he asked sharply, "You're not afraid of dying?"

"I'm afraid! But I fear being called a traitor even more!" Lu Chengfeng spoke resolutely.

"Eighty years ago, Chixiao Sect massacred all of the warriors from your Lu Family, and yet you remain so loyal to them? Are you being fair to your family members who died at the hands of Chixiao Sect? They were your grandfathers, your great-grandfathers!" Qi Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, looking meaningfully at Lu Chengfeng.

"If you had said this before today, it might have worked."

Lu Chengfeng shook his head firmly, "But now, things are different. Mr. Jiang helped me negotiate, and my Lu Family has returned to Chixiao Sect, and will shine even brighter. Whether or not there is a Lu Chengfeng makes no difference."

"Is that so?"

Uncle Master Jiang smiled, "Then wouldn't you shine just as brightly under my Youming Sect?"

"No, it's not the same!"

Lu Chengfeng shook his head even more, his face showing disdain, "You don't have Mr. Jiang."

"Mr. Jiang?"

Uncle Chen was astonished, and then he asked, "Are you talking about the head of the Jiang Family?"

Lu Chengfeng nodded, "Exactly, it's him."

"Hahahahaha."

Uncle Chen suddenly burst into loud laughter, shaking his head in scorn and laughed wildly, "A green youngster from a noble family, and yet you hold him in such high regard, even placing him above the Chixiao Sect? I really don't know if it's you, Lu Chengfeng, who's too foolish, or that so-called Mr. Jiang who is too deceiving. It's simply a joke!"

"Heh, a frog in the well," Lu Chengfeng scoffed coldly, his gaze on Uncle Chen also full of contempt.

Then, to the surprise of Uncle Chen, he continued, "I used to look down on Mr. Jiang just like you. But as of today, I have completely realized that Mr. Jiang is a dragon among men, the future king of this world! With him here, you are destined to lose!"

"Nonsense!"

Uncle Chen cursed loudly. To think that he was looked down upon by a mere commoner, and to be compared unfavorably to yet another milksop of a youngster?

This caused Uncle Chen great loss of face, and a cold gleam flashed in his eyes. His figure moved, raising his sword to strike at Lu Chengfeng.

At the same time, he shouted, "Since you're courting death, I'll grant it to you!"

Lu Chengfeng merely smiled faintly, closing his eyes and feeling the rapidly approaching cold chill.

His heart was calm, devoid of any fear.

The sword swiftly descended, and in the blink of an eye, it was upon Lu Chengfeng's head, slicing off quite a bit of his hair with the fierce sword qi.

Whoosh!

Clang!

Suddenly, a gale came whistling through.

A thick staff struck the heavy sword wielded by Uncle Chen, veering it off course at the critical moment.

A figure unexpectedly appeared beside Lu Chengfeng, grasping the staff with one hand and pulling Lu Chengfeng away with the other, retreating several steps.

Uncle Chen's face darkened, and a hint of wariness flashed in his eyes. His casual strike was not something just anyone could deflect, and he had felt absolutely no one approaching, which left him shaken to the core.

"Mr. Jiang?! Why have you come?"

Lu Chengfeng felt himself being pulled away and blankly opened his eyes. When he saw the person standing beside him, he called out in surprise.

Jiang Chen turned his head and smiled slightly at Lu Chengfeng, "How could I allow someone as forthright as you, Mr. Lu, to be killed just like that?"

Lu Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized that Jiang Chen had heard his words just now. A sudden fright surged in his heart, grateful that he was honest and despised betrayal. If he had chosen to betray at that moment, Mr. Jiang would not have been saving him, but killing him instead, and he would have truly been doomed.

Now that Mr. Jiang had arrived, he was safe!

Luo Tian and Qi Zheng were startled by the sudden turn of events. Regaining their composure, Luo Tian shouted at Jiang Chen, "Boy, whoever you are, do you dare to meddle in the affairs of Youming Hall? It seems you've got a death wish!"

"Boy, are you that 'Mr. Jiang'?"

Uncle Chen also spoke with a gloomy face, then looking at Jiang Chen's youthful face, he sneered with disdain, "Indeed, a mere child. You've come at the right time, so come and die under my sword."

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