"Hmph, that Mr. Wang is the richest man in the capital. Liao Zhong, you're no match for him!"
Xing Tianqi tightly hugged his daughter and wife, scoffing dismissively at Liao Zhong.
Indeed, after Liao Mingli's death, he had anticipated the Liao family might target him, but he hadn't expected it to happen so quickly!
"Hahaha... Wang Er Zhu? That capital's richest man with no backing? If he dares to come, he'll surely die!"
After an unknown period of laughter, Liao Zhong suppressed his amusement and pointed towards the entrance.
Seeing Liao Zhong's smug expression, a flicker of surprise and panic crossed Xing Tianqi's eyes.
Yes, he had forgotten that the so-called richest man in the capital was merely from a fallen family, with no real foundation!
In her father's arms, Xing Ningning was even more worried.
Before this, she had hoped Er Zhu would come to their rescue. But now, she wished he would never come!
Just as Xing Ningning's family endured Liao Zhong's threats and mockery, Er Zhu continued to walk forward.
However, as he walked, he felt an inexplicable pressure!
And the further he went, the greater the pressure became!
At this moment, Er Zhu felt as if he were carrying a mountain on his back.
This pressure could cause ordinary people to rupture their internal organs and die, but for Er Zhu, it was nothing.
There were cultivators hidden here!
Er Zhu warily scanned his surroundings, his first reaction.
"Come out!"
Er Zhu stared intently at the wall in front of him, his tone icy cold.
Did he think hiding within space would make him undiscoverable? Truly foolish!
"So what if I come out? I am Zhou Cheng, a disciple of the Nanshan Sect!"
Three seconds later, a mocking voice echoed from the wall, and then, a bewitching man flew out from within the wall.
Nanshan Sect?
Er Zhu's eyes darted, recalling the information Wu Feng had told him a couple of days ago. The Nanshan Sect was a cultivation sect in China. Although not top-tier, due to the scarcity of Chinese cultivation sects, it held some renown.
As for this Zhou Cheng, he had never heard Wu Feng mention him.
"Oh... a cultivator who hasn't even officially joined the sect, you probably don't know, but I, Zhou Cheng, am one of the top experts among the outer disciples of the Nanshan Sect. Therefore, today is your day of death!"
Seeing Er Zhu remain silent, Zhou Cheng assumed he was unaware of the situation and added.
Cultivation sects rarely appeared in the mortal world, except for during their training.
He wasn't invited by Liao Zhong to be here; instead, he had come to avenge his two junior disciples!
Thinking of those two junior disciples who had met a tragic end at Er Zhu's hands, Zhou Cheng wished he could tear him apart right now!
"Mmm, Fang Mingsheng and the Liao family's bodyguard were your junior disciples?"
Just as Zhou Cheng was about to continue speaking, he was surprised by Er Zhu's question.
Looking at the man before him, who was as ordinary as could be, a trace of surprise flickered in Zhou Cheng's eyes.
No wonder this person could kill his junior disciples; he actually had some skill!
Unfortunately, it was only *some* skill!
"That's right! So you will surely die today!"
As Zhou Cheng spoke, he drew his sword. Cold light glinted from the blade, which was also protected by spiritual energy!
Whoosh...
Instantly, a blur of motion shot directly towards Er Zhu, but Er Zhu stood there, stunned!
"Die!"
Zhou Cheng, believing Er Zhu hadn't reacted, let out a roar and threw his sword with great force!
Er Zhu still hadn't moved, but the Ming Hong Saber at his waist emitted a humming sound!
Just as the sword was about to reach Er Zhu, the Ming Hong Saber instantly unsheathed and charged upwards!
Bang!
The sword and the Ming Hong Saber collided, emitting a series of hums and sparks. The sword was instantly cleaved in two by the Ming Hong Saber, which then hurtled towards Zhou Cheng at almost sonic speed!
Zhou Cheng's face turned pale, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes!
This Wang Er Zhu could control his weapon with his mind! This was far beyond just having *some* skill!
Whoosh...
Just as the Ming Hong Saber was about to hit him, Zhou Cheng dodged to the side, and the saber grazed his arm as it flew past!
"Hmph, nothing special!"
Puff!
Just when Zhou Cheng thought he had evaded it, a sharp pain shot through his waist. The Ming Hong Saber had pierced through his abdomen!
Instantly, blood spurted out like a fountain!
Zhou Cheng stared in shock at the bloody hole in his stomach, fear flashing in his eyes!
This weapon possessed sentience!
His master had cultivated for fifty years to achieve this, yet this Wang Er Zhu was only in his early twenties!
Even if he had cultivated since he was in the womb, he wouldn't have had enough time!
Zhou Cheng wanted to ask something, but a bitter sweetness surged in his throat, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
At this moment, he felt his vision darkening and his body growing colder. He knew he was dying!
He had planned for so long, wanting only to avenge his junior disciples, but now he too would die at Wang Er Zhu's hands!
Zhou Cheng's shocked gaze was filled with anger and unwillingness, but it was too late for anything now...
Whoosh!
The Ming Hong Saber returned to its sheath. Er Zhu continued forward without even glancing at Zhou Cheng.
Zhou Cheng's strength was considerable, but only relative to ordinary cultivators.
"Bastard, let go of my mother!"
Not long after, Er Zhu heard Xing Ningning's heart-wrenching wail, followed by women's terrified screams.
"Scoundrel, release my wife at once!"
At this moment, Er Zhu heard a man's furious roar. His eyes flashed with spiritual light as he looked towards the last room.
He saw corpses strewn everywhere, rivers of blood, and more than a dozen bodyguards tearing at a lady, while Xing Ningning and her father knelt nearby!
With a flash of spiritual light in his eyes, Er Zhu's gaze turned utterly cold.
The Liao family deserved to be annihilated!
Meanwhile, in the last room of the basement.
"Hahaha... Xing Tianqi, you brought this upon yourself!"
Liao Zhong sat to the side, watching Madam Xing, who was nearly stripped bare, and let out a long, triumphant laugh.
This was the price for offending him, Liao Zhong!
"I'll fight you!"
Seeing his wife being so humiliated, Xing Tianqi gritted his teeth and yelled. Before Xing Ningning could react, her father charged at Liao Zhong!
"Overestimating your pathetic self, fool!"
Liao Zhong scoffed and slowly raised the gun in his hand, about to act. But at that moment, he heard footsteps outside.
"Stop! Tie them all up!"
Liao Zhong, thinking that Daoist Xuan Sheng and the others had arrived with Er Zhu's head, shouted at the bodyguards.
The bodyguards paused, suddenly understanding their master's intentions, and immediately bound Xing Ningning and her family tightly.
"Let's enjoy the show first, and then I'll send you to hell!"
With a sinister smile, Liao Zhong surveyed Xing Ningning's family and then signaled the bodyguards to open the door.
Xing Ningning looked at the door with a mixture of terror and worry. Liao Zhong's sudden pause must mean something had happened!
And from his smile, she had guessed it!
Er Zhu was dead!
Killed by the helpers Liao Zhong had hired!
Thinking of this, Xing Ningning's anger intensified!
But facing the immensely powerful Liao Zhong, what could a young girl do?