Chapter 452: Chapter 452: Xiaoyuan, Run
Hu Sanqiang’s heart sank. If someone from the Hu Family had provoked the Jinling Yang Family, they could, at worst, offer a formal apology and compensation.
But to his shock, the Jinling Yang Family was plotting to take over the entire Yuanxi Group!
This left no room for negotiation!
Hu Sanqiang would never call Cheng Yuan. Cheng Yuan was the successor of the Hu and Zhu Families’ lineage, their one and only hope for a resurgence!
Even if every last member of the Hu Family were to be wiped out, they would never betray Cheng Yuan!
Hu Sanqiang stared at Yang Haotian with a fierce, death-defying gaze. "Kill me, then! There are no cowards in the Hu and Zhu Families! I will never call Cheng Yuan!"
Yang Haotian wasn’t the least bit flustered. He slowly raised a hand and pointed at the young men beside Hu Sanqiang, saying coldly, "Hu the Third, don’t be so absolute! You might not care about your own life, but what about them?"
The color drained from Hu Sanqiang’s face. He roared, "Run! All of you, run!!"
"Run? Where are you going to run? Surround them!"
At Yang Haotian’s command, the guards advanced with sinister grins, encircling the group.
With a nod from Yang Haotian, one of the guards seized a young man by the throat and stared coldly at Hu Sanqiang. "Call Cheng Yuan and Lin Ruoxi right now! Or he dies in front of you!"
The young man being choked had a lot of spine. He choked out, "Th-Third Master, don’t worry about me!"
Yang Haotian snorted in contempt. "Kill him."
"Yes, sir!"
The guard’s gaze hardened. He squeezed his fingers violently, and with a sickening CRACK, crushed the young man’s throat!
Yang Haotian watched Hu Sanqiang, his face devoid of expression. In his eyes, killing a person was as simple as slaughtering a chicken.
"Keep killing them! Until Hu the Third makes the call!"
"Yes, sir!"
Another guard stepped forward and seized a young man by the neck.
Hu Sanqiang shut his eyes in agony and roared, "No! Stop killing them! I’ll call! I’ll make the call!!"
"Third Master, you can’t!"
"But I can’t just stand by and watch you all die!!"
Tears welled in Hu Sanqiang’s fierce eyes as he pulled out his phone and, with trembling hands, dialed Cheng Yuan’s number.
RING... RING...
The call connected quickly, and Cheng Yuan’s relaxed voice came through. "Third Uncle, what’s up?"
"Xiaoyuan, the Jinling Yang Family has gone too far! They’ve barged into our Yuanxi Group and are on a killing spree! They’re forcing me to call you and make you come back to sign a transfer contract! The people from the Jinling Yang Family are incredibly strong. I’m no match for them at all! You must not come back! Run as far as you can and don’t show your face again until you’ve become a Martial Saint!!"
Hu Sanqiang spoke in a rapid-fire burst. By the time he finished, Yang Haotian and his men finally realized what he’d done.
Yang Haotian was furious!
"Hu the Third! You’re courting death!!!"
WHOOSH!
Yang Haotian rushed forward and snatched the phone from Hu Sanqiang’s hand.
Cheng Yuan’s anxious voice came from the other end. "Third Uncle! How are you guys? Who died? Third Uncle! Say something!!!"
Yang Haotian spoke into the receiver, a little uncertainly, "Cheng Yuan?"
"Who are you from the Yang Family?"
"I am Yang Haotian. People in the Jianghu show me some respect and call me Master Jiu."
"Yang the Ninth, I’m warning you! Don’t you dare touch my people from Yuanxi! I’m on my way back right now! If a single hair on their heads is harmed, you’re a dead man!!"
Yang Haotian laughed as if he’d heard a joke. "Oh, you’re scaring me to death. Don’t worry, I absolutely won’t touch a hair on their heads. I’ll be taking their lives! I’ll give you half an hour. For every minute you’re late, one person dies. You’d better hurry."
Cheng Yuan hung up immediately and strode over to Lin Ruoxi. He leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Ruoxi, there’s a small problem with the Spiritual Spring. Distribute the supplies on your own. I need to head back and check on things."
Lin Ruoxi didn’t think much of it and nodded slightly. "Okay."
Cheng Yuan turned to the reporters and called out, "I have an emergency. Which of my reporter friends would be willing to give me a ride?"
The reporters remained silent. They had no interest in being part of Cheng Yuan’s publicity stunt.
Only Fu Qingzhu’s eyes lit up. ’Cheng Yuan’s aura is slightly disturbed, which means his mind is in turmoil. This is the perfect opportunity to assassinate him!’
"I can give you a ride."
"Thank you. Please take me to Yuanxi Pharmaceutical."
"Alright."
Cheng Yuan got into Fu Qingzhu’s Audi A4, and the car sped away!
Fu Qingzhu’s A4 was a Quattro, and its acceleration was ferocious.
Cheng Yuan took out his phone and dialed the Dragon Lord, Li Baizhan. The call connected quickly, and Li Baizhan’s gentle voice came through. "Xiaoyuan, according to our investigation, Fu Qingyi did not go to Luocheng. You don’t need to worry about your safety."
"Senior Brother, I want to ask you about something. Is the Jinling Yang Family very strong?"
Li Baizhan’s voice turned serious. "Very strong! The Jinling Yang Family is a Hundred-Year-Old Gate Valve! They have two hidden masters at the Martial Saint Level! Their old matriarch, in particular, is a Martial Saint Fourth Heaven! Even our master has to show her some respect. Why are you suddenly asking about the Jinling Yang Family? You haven’t offended them, have you?"
’Martial Saint Fourth Heaven?’
’What kind of level is that?’
’Don’t Martial Saints progress through early, middle, late, and peak stages?’
"It’s not that I’ve offended the Jinling Yang Family. It’s the Jinling Yang Family that has offended me!"
Li Baizhan breathed a small sigh of relief. "What happened?"
"It’s like this..."
Cheng Yuan recounted what Hu Sanqiang had just told him, then asked worriedly, "Senior Brother, I need your help to check if the Jinling Yang Family’s hidden masters have made a move."
Li Baizhan chuckled. "Xiaoyuan, you can rest assured on that front! After Master achieved enlightenment, he placed severe restrictions on all Martial Saints! No Martial Saint is allowed to proactively attack a Martial Artist below their level. Otherwise, Master will personally step in and eliminate them. Unless the Jinling Yang Family is facing a life-or-death crisis, their Martial Saints won’t make a move lightly."
Cheng Yuan breathed a huge sigh of relief. He currently possessed the actual combat power of a Half-Step Martial Saint. As long as he didn’t run into a full-fledged Martial Saint, he had nothing to fear!
"Thank you, Senior Brother. I understand!"
For some reason, Li Baizhan suddenly grew tense. "Xiaoyuan, don’t be rash! The Jinling Yang Family is not to be trifled with! Setting aside their two hidden masters, even their second generation has several figures of stunning talent! To be frank, even I’m not certain I could win against the Yang Family’s third master!"
"Please rest assured, Senior Brother. I won’t be rash." (’I just want to kill someone!’)
Cheng Yuan hung up the phone and closed his eyes, his expression impassive. An incredibly cold aura radiated from his body, like that of a Demon from the nine hells!
Logically, Cheng Yuan’s current emotional state was extremely unstable, presenting an excellent opportunity for an assassination.
Yet, Fu Qingzhu hesitated, not daring to strike!
Because the killing intent rolling off Cheng Yuan was simply too intense!
It sent a chill down Fu Qingzhu’s spine!
Fu Qingzhu was absolutely certain!
Even her older brother, who held the title ’King of Assassins,’ didn’t possess such a terrifying killing intent!
Fu Qingzhu had no doubt whatsoever that rivers of blood were about to flow at Yuanxi Pharmaceutical!
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