The situation in the imperial capital was treacherous, with dark clouds gathering.
The Song family was desperately trying to conceal the incident of Song Yu's disappearance. However, it wasn't long before the other three major families caught wind of something amiss. The most delighted among them was the Zhao family of the imperial capital.
After all, the Zhao and Song families harbored a generational feud, constantly opposing each other.
They had clashed countless times, both openly and covertly, with each family wishing for the demise of the other. If anyone were to make a move against the Song family, it would undoubtedly be the Zhao family, as their greatest benefit would come from the Song family's downfall.
The two families already had intense business conflicts. Now, with Song Qing and Song Yu facing calamities one after another, the Zhao family was rejoicing in their hearts as they watched.
The Zhao family had always coveted the Song family's various businesses in the imperial capital. Now, especially with Song Yu's presumed death, they seized the opportunity, launching a large-scale assault. In less than half a day, they had seized thirty percent of the Song family's assets.
By the time the Song family recovered, they were enraged and immediately retaliated.
In the imperial capital, at the Imperial Dragon Club.
An enraged middle-aged man stared with murderous intent at the Imperial Dragon Club, which originally belonged to their Song family.
"Zhao family, you are seeking death!"
This man, with a chilling demeanor, declared, "Kill them all!"
"All members of the Zhao family, life or death regardless!!"
The middle-aged man, exuding an aura of a War God, charged towards the Imperial Dragon Club with a murderous spirit, killing one person every ten steps, leaving no trace for a thousand miles.
*Ching~*
A flash of sharp energy, and the next moment, a Zhao family expert was forced to retreat repeatedly.
When the man stopped, he saw the approaching figure and his face instantly turned solemn, "Song family's eldest master, Song Mingyu!"
"Immediately send a signal for reinforcements and inform the eldest master, the Imperial Dragon Club must not be lost!!"
"Yes, Uncle Chen!!"
Immediately, a half-step War God expert fired a flare into the air, which exploded above the Imperial Dragon Club, bursting into brilliant light with a "pop."
"Hmph, seeking death!!"
Song Mingyu showed no mercy and immediately charged towards Uncle Chen of the Zhao family. Regardless of public or private matters, these people from the Zhao family were doomed. Furthermore, and most importantly, the Zhao family was the prime suspect in the deaths of his two sons, possessing both the strength and the motive.
Song Mingyu had already intended to seek out the Zhao family. He hadn't expected them to come to him. Since that was the case, he wouldn't hold back.
*Clang, clang, clang~*
The sounds of metal clashing echoed throughout the Imperial Dragon Club. Blood splattered everywhere, and in an instant, the Imperial Dragon Club transformed into a living hell.
*Boom~*
In his rage, fueled by the hatred of 'avenging' his sons, Song Mingyu punched the peak half-step War God guarding the Imperial Dragon Club, a master only one step away from the War God realm, sending him flying. The sound of breaking bones reverberated. At this moment, the Zhao family's peak half-step War God's ribs were shattered, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of bright red blood. It was clear he was no match for the War God expert, Song Mingyu.
*Puff~*
Blood sprayed out, and the Zhao family expert was sent flying seven or eight meters away. His face was pale, his breath weak. He had not only lost his fighting ability but now struggled to even get up.
"Die!"
The deep-seated feud between the Song and Zhao families was profound. This was also why they had refrained from acting during the founding of China, as any action would inevitably result in casualties among their strong members. If the opposing side found an opportunity then, it would be disastrous.
Clearly, faced with such a dilemma, they had chosen to remain spectators!
*Boom~!!*
At a critical moment, as the Zhao family's peak half-step War God was about to meet his death, a figure appeared before Song Mingyu and, with a raised hand, delivered a punch.
A dull thud echoed, followed by both figures retreating several steps. The middle-aged man who arrived looked at Song Mingyu with unkind eyes, "Song family's eldest master, truly showing great might!"
"Could it be... your two sons dying isn't enough??"
His words were filled with playful mockery. The strength of the newcomer was in no way inferior to Song Mingyu's. This person was the Zhao family's eldest master, Zhao Qingyun, also a War God expert. In their youth, they had both been fiercely competitive, with their fair share of wins and losses.
"Zhao Qingyun, you are seeking death!!!"
Song Mingyu was already furious, and upon hearing Zhao Qingyun's taunting, his lungs nearly exploded. He launched a fierce attack towards Zhao Qingyun.
"Seeking death?"
"Heh, and who do you think you are??"
Zhao Qingyun glanced at Song Mingyu, his eyes filled with animosity. "Honestly, you should be grateful that your two sons didn't die by my hand. Otherwise, I would have made those two curs wish they were dead, then chopped them up and fed them to the fish."
On several occasions when Zhao Qingyun was in danger while on missions, Song Mingyu had secretly sabotaged him, even nearly costing him his life once. If anyone in the Zhao family hated Song Mingyu the most, it was Zhao Qingyun.
"Zhao Qingyun, I'll kill you, old man!!"
Song Mingyu's eyes turned red. That bastard was asking for death.
"Kill me? Are you afraid I won't dare?"
Zhao Qingyun was not intimidated by Song Mingyu. Furthermore, with new and old grudges, this time he intended to take the opportunity to eliminate Song Mingyu, that bastard. As long as he was eliminated, the Song family would be severely weakened.
*Whoosh~*
*Pop!!*
At this very moment, another brilliant firework rose from the direction of the Zhao family, then bloomed in the night sky, highly conspicuous.
"What!?"
Seeing the signal flare from the Zhao family's direction, Zhao Qingyun's expression changed drastically. Song Mingyu, seeing the firework signal, gave a cold smile, "How about it, little Qingyun, are you satisfied with this grand gift!"
Then, Song Mingyu glanced at Zhao Qingyun, "To tell you the truth, Qianmei's father has already entered the peak of the War God realm. I'd like to see how long you can remain calm. Perhaps, your son has already turned into a corpse."
*Boom!!!*
Upon hearing Song Mingyu's words, Zhao Qingyun's face turned ashen, "Bastard!"
"The Sun family, they are seeking death! Song Mingyu, how dare you and the Sun family touch my son! I will make both your clans pay the price!!"
*Ching~*
"You want me to pay the price? I think the one who will die today is you."
Song Mingyu snorted coldly, then a smile curved his lips. "Brother Xuanming, please join me in killing Zhao Qingyun!"
"Heh, that would be for the best."
As Song Mingyu's voice fell, a figure appeared in the arena. This person's strength was indeed at the War God realm. The newcomer was Song Mingyu's elder brother-in-law, and Sun Qianmei's own elder brother, Sun Xuanming.
"Sun family, what audacious gall!"
Zhao Qingyun saw the newcomer clearly, it was the eldest son of the Sun family, Sun Xuanming. His heart sank to the bottom. Although Sun Xuanming was not as powerful as him or Song Mingyu, he was still a genuine War God expert. If he didn't handle this cautiously, he might very well die here.
"You damn scoundrel, everyone retreat!"
Zhao Qingyun did not hesitate. With that, he flashed away and fled the Imperial Dragon Club in a disheveled state. It was a joke; he wouldn't dare to linger here, as he might perish. Now that the Zhao family was being ambushed, he had no choice but to return to support them.
Song Mingyu and Sun Xuanming exchanged a glance, then flashed forward to attack Zhao Qingyun, their eyes filled with ferocity. A fierce battle was inevitable.