The Yang family of Tingzhou.
Yulingzi did not hesitate, snapping a finger that was thrust toward his face with a sharp crack.
The other Yang family experts blazed with fury, attacking him indiscriminately while shouting, "You're from the Ministry of Rites, how can you just break a man's finger because you were pointed out?"
Crack, crack, crack!
Dodging and striking out at the same time, Yulingzi quickly snapped finger after finger. Tears streamed down the faces of the numerous Yang family experts in agony before a series of elbow strikes, knee hits, eye pokes, and throat thrusts hammered into them, sending them crashing to the ground with dull thuds, unable to rise.
Yulingzi shouted aloud, "I carry an imperial manifesto by the command of the True King, and armies do not slay heralds before battle. Is this how the Yang family treats guests?"
"We're here to kill your little daoist!"
More Yang family experts surged forward, shouting one after another, "You act as a tiger's pawl, you deserve to be put to death by all!"
"Chen Shi is rebelling, Taihua Qing Palace is following suit, we'll level your ancestral graves!"
"Flatten Mount Taihua and capture Qiongyang alive!"
Yang family clan head Yang Wenfeng turned a deaf ear to this, while a clan elder at his side said, "Our Great Ming Dynasty truly has a rule against slaying heralds. Yulingzi is the rebel Minister of Rites, and since he has come to deliver a manifesto, he likely holds a grudge against Chen Shi. That is why they sent him here—to borrow the hands of our Yang family to beat this finger-breaking daoist to death and offend Taihua Qing Palace. Our family cannot bear this infamy, we should let them be brought down."
Yang Wenfeng wore a blank expression. "Since we