“You little bastard, it’s you again?”
Qi Changsheng stared at Chu Lingtian, who was wearing a ghost mask, roaring with a mixture of shock and anger.
The others present were equally stunned. They never expected this mysterious man in the ghost mask, who had removed the nameplates of the four great families of Lu, Zhao, Qi, and Wei overnight, trampled them in humiliation, and left a blood-written declaration of war, to appear again. Just this noon, he had gone to the wedding of the young master of the Qi family, Qi Kun, and publicly twisted off Qi Kun’s head. And now, he had reappeared at the Qi family estate, at Qi Kun’s funeral…
Audacious to the extreme!
Domineering beyond compare!
These eight characters were not an exaggeration to describe Chu Lingtian.
“The urn I gave Qi Kun today, he must use it tonight!”
Chu Lingtian’s eyes, as dark as an abyss, exuded a chilling aura, his tone leaving no room for doubt.
“Good! Good! Good!”
“There’s no turning back now! You’ve walked into hell with your eyes open!”
“I don’t care who you are, you absolutely will not leave my Qi family estate alive tonight!”
Qi Changsheng’s face contorted with rage, gritting his teeth as he roared.
Chu Lingtian didn’t even spare Qi Changsheng a glance, walking directly towards Qi Kun’s coffin.
“Beat him to death!”
Qi Changsheng commanded sternly.
Five elite strong thugs within the estate surged towards Chu Lingtian.
*Bang!*
Chu Lingtian kicked the foremost thug flying.
*Boom!*
The flying thug crashed into the other four, knocking them all down. All five strong men were instantly incapacitated by Chu Lingtian, groaning and wailing on the ground, unable to get up.
*Clatter!*
At this moment, over a dozen armed bodyguards rushed out, aiming their guns at Chu Lingtian and pulling the triggers.
*Bang, bang, bang…*
After a hail of gunfire, the dozen or so armed bodyguards were all killed by Chu Lingtian.
In an instant, the male and female guests present were all greatly alarmed. They never imagined that Chu Lingtian, facing over a dozen armed bodyguards alone, could kill them all in return.
Chu Lingtian’s monstrous personal combat power had far surpassed the scope of ordinary human imagination.
Just moments ago, many guests who had been acting high and mighty were now terrified beyond their wits, their faces pale, wanting to flee in panic. But then, Chu Lingtian’s voice, as cold as if it had come from the deepest pits of hell, froze everyone in place.
“He who has wronged has his accuser, he who has done evil fears the knock on the door. I never kill the innocent.”
“But without my permission, whoever dares to step half a step out of this Qi family estate will surely die!”
After speaking, Chu Lingtian continued towards Qi Kun’s coffin.
The crowd watched Chu Lingtian’s imposing back, and couldn’t help but whisper in fear.
“I heard it was this man wearing the ghost mask last night who removed the nameplates of the four great families of Lu, Zhao, Qi, and Wei, trampled them underfoot, and left ten bloody words declaring war.”
“Yes, although the four great families denied it, they couldn’t fool everyone.”
“Is this man in the ghost mask really Chu Feng, the orphan of the Chu family?”
“I really want to see the true face of this ghost mask man…”
Chu Lingtian ignored the terrified gazes focused on him, and the hushed whispers. However, as he passed by Wei Song, his eyes flickered.
When he had previously disciplined Wei Song and his father, who was a mayor, Chu Lingtian was unaware of the truth behind the massacre of his Chu family in the great fire, nor did he know that the Wei family was among the forces that persecuted his family.
Therefore, Chu Lingtian had only given Wei Song a minor punishment last time. But this time, Wei Song, still sitting in his chair, appearing unconcerned and at ease, had no idea how tragic his fate would be.
At this moment, Chu Lingtian had already identified the attendees from the other Lu, Zhao, and Wei families at the Qi family’s memorial service through the nameplates on their seats: Lu Yong, Zhao Lu, and Wei Song.
“You, what do you want to do?”
Qi Changsheng’s voice trembled with fear as he saw Chu Lingtian walk to his son Qi Kun’s coffin and shouted.
Chu Lingtian’s cold gaze swept over everyone present and he said in a deep voice, “Countless soldiers have died on the battlefield to protect our country, and to return home in a horse's shroud is already fortunate. Even more are those whose bones are never found. Yet, here in our peaceful nation, you, scum like Qi Kun, can sleep in such a luxurious coffin and hold a grand funeral. You… are unworthy!”
With that, Chu Lingtian kicked the coffin.
The coffin containing Qi Kun’s body flew seven or eight meters high.
*Boom!*
The coffin landed and shattered into pieces. Qi Kun’s body was flung out. Due to the violent impact, his head, which had just been reattached to his neck with stitches, was once again broken off from his torso.
*Woof!*
Suddenly, a wolfhound darted out from the crowd, snatched Qi Kun’s head, and ran off.
“Quick, quickly, snatch my son’s head back from the dog’s mouth! Hurry!”
Qi Kun’s mother urgently shouted at the Qi family’s servants.
Qi Kun, the proud young master of the Qi family, who had always been arrogant and domineering in Dachang City, had never expected, nor had anyone else expected, that he would end up dismembered, and his head ultimately snatched away by a dog.
“You, you, why are you doing this to our Qi family? Why?!”
Qi Changsheng’s emotions completely broke down. The barrage of blows and public humiliation he had endured today were too much, even for him, the patriarch of the Qi family, who had weathered many storms.
“Why? Heh,” Chu Lingtian couldn’t help but chuckle, his voice chillingly stating:
“Ten years ago, your four great families of Lu, Zhao, Qi, and Wei massacred the entire Chu family overnight, not even sparing infants in their cradles, smashing them into a pulp. Compared to your inhuman cruelty, what do you think my current methods of revenge amount to?”
“Don’t rush, your suffering has only just begun. I won’t kill you all outright, because a swift and clean death for an enemy is not punishment, but a reward. Only by making an enemy wish they were dead but could not die, by making them suffer a fate worse than death, is the best and most effective way to seek revenge!”
“Presumptuous! Chu Feng, do you really think that with your own strength, you can destroy all four of our great families, Lu, Zhao, Qi, and Wei? Deluded!”
Lu Yong stood up from his chair, arrogantly pointing a finger at Chu Lingtian and shouting.
“Hmph, for the past ten years, our four great families of Lu, Zhao, Qi, and Wei have been searching for you to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots, but we found nothing. To think you would return yourself to die, I, Zhao Lu, have never seen such a fool.”
Zhao Lu snorted coldly, her mocking tone flamboyant and overbearing.
Wei Song also stood up from his chair, looking at Chu Lingtian with disdain. “No matter if you are Chu Feng or someone else seeking revenge for the Chu family, in the eyes of our four great families, you are nothing but an insignificant shrimp, easily crushed.”
*Whoosh!*
Chu Lingtian turned, his gaze sharp as a blade, like an eagle surveying its prey. As he strode towards Lu Yong, Zhao Lu, and Wei Song, he said coldly:
“I have collected a small portion of the interest on the Qi family’s blood debt, and now it’s time to collect yours from the Lu, Zhao, and Wei families.”