Killing Requires Professionalism

Lu Wangchuan left the Divine Water Sect martial arts hall, told Xiao Wu to go back and inform his sister that he would be out for two days before returning, and then directly disappeared from Chen Zhou City.

It wouldn't be long before the news of his arrival in Chen Zhou City spread. With the major sects competing fiercely at the moment, it was hard to guarantee that there wouldn't be spies from the Heavenly Martial Sect in Chen Zhou City.

Before his information could potentially be known by the other party, it was better to strike first and eliminate them all while they were unprepared. Only then would it be safe.

At the Chen Family compound, Chen Haoming had already returned, but he had acquired quite a few injuries, and his face was bruised.

When Lu Xiaoqin saw her husband's injuries, her heart ached, and tears immediately fell.

"Husband, how did you get such serious injuries?"

Chen Haoming grinned and offered a comforting smile.

"The Liu and Qin families seized our grain ships, so we fought them. It was one against two, and they were injured even more severely than I was."

"It's getting harder and harder to stay in Chen Zhou City now. I really don't know how things will turn out if this continues."

"Wife, don't worry. Even if I have to risk my life, I will protect you and our son and ensure you don't suffer any grievances."

"But if something happens to you, won't Luo'er and I be heartbroken? Husband, why don't we just accept our fate? Let's sell the family property, find a place in the Mountain Wilderness, and live out our lives peacefully."

Chen Haoming sighed deeply.

"Why wouldn't I want to farm in the Mountain Wilderness with you and avoid the worldly disputes? But in this chaotic era, where can we find peace?"

As they were talking, a family servant suddenly ran in quickly from outside the door.

"Master, Madam, the heads of the Qin and Liu families are here."

"What? So fast?"

Chen Haoming suddenly stood up, and Lu Xiaoqin's face changed dramatically.

"Master, do they want to come and fight our Chen Family to the death?"

Chen Haoming's eyes flickered.

"Wife, don't worry. Take Luo'er to the backyard. If there's any trouble, you and our son can escape at any time to find Wangchuan. He is now a disciple of the Divine Water Sect. With his protection, you and our son will be safe and sound."

Lu Xiaoqin's eyes were filled with tears.

"No, I'm not leaving. In this life, whether we live or die, I will be with you. Let Xiao Yue and the others take Luo'er to find Wangchuan."

"Wife."

With his beloved by his side, sharing life and death, Chen Haoming suddenly felt as if the pressure on his chest wasn't so great anymore.

A man's courage comes from love.

He took a deep breath, his expression solemn, and said:

"Alright! You come with me to the front gate."

Lu Xiaoqin nodded, and the two of them, hand in hand, came to the main gate.

Chen Haoming had already secretly speculated in his heart that a fierce battle might occur, but he didn't expect that before his left foot even had time to step out of the gate, the heads of the Qin and Liu families, seeing his figure, immediately knelt down in a fawning manner.

"Patriarch Chen, just now we were ignorant of etiquette and offended you. Please, please don't hold it against us."

"We will fully compensate the Chen Family's losses, no, double the compensation."

"From now on, this Chen Zhou City will still be under your Chen Family's command. We will follow your orders without complaint."

Lu Xiaoqin was completely bewildered, unable to understand what was happening with them.

"Husband, what's wrong with them?"

Chen Haoming pondered for a moment, and only when he saw Xiao Wu returning with the carriage did he let out a long sigh of relief.

"I never expected that the one who would ultimately save my Chen Family would be Wangchuan, this child who has just grown up."

In the evening, in Li Zhou City.

Lu Wangchuan had already changed into ordinary clothes and was sitting in a corner of the city, calculating the Heavenly Martial Sect's defenses in Li Zhou City. In the corner beside him lay the corpses of two Heavenly Martial Sect disciples.

"There are a total of twenty-four martial artists stationed by the Heavenly Martial Sect in Li Zhou City. Two are in the Condensing Truth Realm, six are in the Dantian Realm, and the rest are all in Source Opening. No wonder our fellow disciples in Chen Zhou City felt pressured."

"The two closest cities to Li Zhou City are both within a hundred miles. The stationed forces are roughly the same, and the reinforcement speed should be within half an hour."

To live a long life, one must not only be good at being a 'sixth man' (a hidden player) but also learn to objectively and steadily analyze the enemy's situation and act in advance.

It's not that Lu Wangchuan can be reckless now that he is in the late stage of the Transforming Sea Realm. In fact, the stronger one is, the more one should cherish their life.

One only has one life. After cultivating so hard to become this strong, one cannot die. Being cautious is always the right approach.

After a brief calculation, determining the enemy's positions and the order of attack, Lu Wangchuan's figure quickly merged into the night.

On the streets of Li Zhou City, people came and went. It was dinner time in the evening, and many restaurants were packed with guests. Even the captivating brothels were doing brisk business.

At this moment, in a corner outside a brothel, two Heavenly Martial Sect Source Opening martial artists sat at a table enjoying food and wine, their eyes scanning the girls in thin gauze without restraint.

"Peak Lord, that old man, really knows how to enjoy himself. The girls in this Spring Warmth Pavilion are all charming, and the courtesan must be out of this world, right?"

"Hehe, the Peak Lord is famously the One Night Ten Times Man. He probably won't come out until noon tomorrow. Should we brothers find some fun?"

"That would be..."

Before the words could fall, a fatal pressure suddenly struck. The hairs on their bodies just stood on end, and before their consciousness could react, two large hands grabbed the back of their necks. With a slight force, two crisp 'crack' sounds were heard, and the two instantly lost their vitality.

Those two large hands, like ghosts, dragged the two into the shadows. Everything happened silently, and no one noticed.

The one who struck was Lu Wangchuan. He quickly searched their storage bags and then severed their necks with a sword.

A professional killer must know how to deliver a finishing blow. This is a high-martial world, and any detail that is not taken seriously can bring a fatal blow to oneself.

Killing is a high-level skill; it requires professionalism!

On the top floor of the Spring Warmth Pavilion, a strong and powerful figure and a graceful figure were talking, entering a state of oblivion. Suddenly, a silver light flashed, piercing through both their hearts.

Their movements and voices stopped abruptly. Their eyes were wide open, both looking at each other in disbelief, not understanding what had happened.

Another silver light flashed, and their heads rolled off the bed with the cold light.

Before completely losing consciousness, the Heavenly Martial Sect Peak Lord's peripheral vision caught a glimpse of a young figure rummaging through his clothes by the bed for his storage bag.

Damn it, where did this sneaky little bastard come from? To actually launch a sneak attack at a time like this. Don't let me meet you in my next life, or I'll slaughter your whole family!

After cursing this sentence in his mind, his consciousness quickly fell into darkness.

And this was just a prelude. After him, the martial artists stationed by the Heavenly Martial Sect in Li Zhou City died one by one in silence. No one discovered it, and no one was alerted. Everything was as if nothing had happened at all.

Thanks to book friends Hong En Gege, Book Friend Yue Jin Qun Shu, and Book Friend Wang Luo Bu Pa Shi for their rewards. Thank you very much.