Do You Know Your Wrong?

Chen Zhenyu clutched his chest and looked Su Fei up and down.

"Brother, if someone hired you to cause trouble for the Chen family, no matter how much they paid, our Chen family will offer double. I am an Imperial Guard Hundred Households Officer. I hope you can give me some face."

Faced with this situation,

Su Fei found it amusing and directly untied the black cloth covering his face.

"Face? Chen Zhenyu, this must be your elder brother, Chen Zhenfeng. And Chen Hu—long time no see. Do I need to give you face? All three of you are here. Excellent. Take a look at who I am."

The black cloth came off.

Su Fei's face was revealed. When Chen Hu saw him,

he was so frightened that he rolled off the bed and scrambled away.

"You're not dead? Are you a man or a ghost?"

Su Fei casually picked up a cup lid, flicked it with his finger, and sent it flying with Xiantian True Essence into Chen Hu's knee.

With a crack, Chen Hu's knee shattered.

Chen Hu let out a miserable scream, clutching his leg as he rolled across the floor.

Sensing trouble, Chen Zhenyu grabbed the long saber in the corner and charged at Su Fei, his Third Layer Xiantian Realm true essence erupting.

"Where are the guards? Rush in and kill him!"

Hearing the shout, the guards outside surged in. More than a dozen guards holding sabers and swords had just rushed into the main hall.

Su Fei had no intention of leaving any of these Chen family guards alive.

He drew his saber.

With a ringing clang,

a flash of lightning-like saber light appeared and slaughtered every one of the guards.

More than a dozen heads flew high into the air, blood gushing out and dyeing the carpet red.

Chen Zhenyu stared at the incomparably powerful Su Fei before him and fell into a daze.

The Su Fei before him was nothing like the Su Fei from the assessment a few days ago, the one who had needed Captain Li.

They were simply as different as heaven and earth.

Both were Xiantian Realm martial artists.

Yet compared to the strength Su Fei displayed today, Chen Zhenyu admitted that he was far inferior.

Chen Zhenyu stood dumbfounded.

"Your saber art is so terrifying. I understand now—you were deliberately hiding your strength before, weren't you?"

"You were already this strong, so why did you still hide it? If I'd known you were this strong, I never would have provoked you!"

"Tell me, you were already this strong, so why were you concealing your strength?"

"You must have some unspeakable purpose, don't you?"

Faced with Chen Zhenyu's wild conjectures, Su Fei remained calm.

"What purpose? Chen Zhenyu, if you want someone to blame, blame your bad luck. You should never have offended me."

Seeing that things were going badly and facing the unfathomable Su Fei,

a mad light flashed through Chen Zhenyu's eyes. He erupted with all his true essence and unleashed the strongest killing move of the Chen Family Saber Art.

A layer of golden Xiantian True Essence wrapped around his blade. His saber technique became incomparably sharp as he chopped at Su Fei with the momentum of jade and stone perishing together.

This was the Chen family's hidden ultimate art, the Mountain-Splitting Saber Art. This strike condensed all his true essence; the saber wind howled, tearing the air apart with a piercing shriek.

Three streams of saber qi slashed toward Su Fei.

Chen Zhenyu's face broke into wild delight.

This strike was utterly exhilarating.

It had practically surpassed his previous limits. Even the martial bottleneck he had been unable to break through for several years seemed to be starting to loosen.

He believed that as long as he killed the enemy before him, after today, his martial cultivation would surely rise another level.

Facing this formidable strike,

Su Fei's gaze remained calm as he circulated his true essence.

"A dying struggle."

He drew his saber.

He slashed only once.

Purple saber light descended like lightning from the heavens, as though it would cleave apart all the gloom between heaven and earth.

The next instant, the purple saber light cut into the golden radiance. Airwaves exploded outward from the two of them, and the beams and pillars of the main hall snapped in response.

The golden saber shadow was completely swallowed by lightning.

Chen Zhenyu only felt a vast, surging force travel up through his blade, and his arm instantly went numb.

He spat out mouthfuls of blood, already seriously injured.

He stared in disbelief at the cold indifference in Su Fei's eyes. The Chen Family Saber Art he had always been so proud of

had actually been broken by the other party with casual ease.

In the instant he lost focus, Su Fei slashed.

A stunning streak of saber light flashed past.

Chen Zhenyu's arms were severed by the saber light, and scorching blood splattered across the carpet.

Su Fei did not rush to finish him.

Instead, he spoke each word slowly and clearly.

"Captain Chen, you used military crossbows without authorization and hired assassins to ambush an Imperial Guard General Banner Officer. Do you know your wrong now?"

Agonizing pain enveloped Chen Zhenyu. His entire body trembled, and the pain nearly made him pass out. His eyes were filled with terror.

"Commander Su, spare my life! I know I was wrong. I was muddleheaded for a moment. Please, for the sake of our being colleagues under the same Thousand Households Office, spare me just this once. Please don't kill me. Let the laws of the Imperial Guard deal with me."

Su Fei gave a scornful laugh.

"Colleagues? Let the law deal with you?"

"When you sent people to assassinate me, did you ever think of fellowship?"

With that, Su Fei slashed again.

Chen Zhenyu's head flew high into the air, his final terror and unwillingness still frozen in his eyes.

His headless corpse crashed to the floor, blood gushing forth.

Seeing this, Chen Zhenfeng lunged forward to fight for his life, only for Su Fei to strike his chest with a palm.

Nine Yang True Qi burned through his heart like blazing fire, and Chen Zhenfeng, the eldest of the Chen family, died on the spot.

Su Fei slowly walked toward Chen Hu. Seeing his father die miserably and his second uncle lose both arms, Chen Hu had never seen such a scene.

Tears and snot streamed down his face as he prostrated himself on the ground, knocking his head like pounding garlic.

"Lord Su, spare me! I'll never dare offend you again. Please spare me!"

"Now you know you were wrong? Too late."

Su Fei brought his saber down. Blood sprayed from Chen Hu's throat, and he soon died.

After dealing with the Chen family's core members, Su Fei did not stop. He put the black face cloth back on.

He made a circuit around the Chen residence.

Any guards who stubbornly resisted were all killed after their meridians were shattered.

Half an hour later, the Chen residence was deathly silent.

Su Fei stood in the center of the main hall, looking at the wreckage all over the ground as he slowly sheathed his saber.

He placed the Gale Crossbow in the hall.

Dipping the tip of his saber in blood, he began writing on the wall.

"The Chen family secretly traded military equipment with the Qingzhou Army. The Chen family has now been exterminated, solely to uphold justice on Heaven's behalf."

With this, the Chen family's destruction presumably would not cause too great a stir.

Even the death of an Imperial Guard Hundred Households Officer would be treated as a scandal.

Some matters were destined never to see the light of day.

Ding! Congratulations, Host, for completing the mission 'Repay grudges with vengeance, repay resentments with retribution.' You have received the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and forty years of cultivation. Would you like to claim them now?

Su Fei was secretly delighted. He then searched the three Chen men and found several thousand taels' worth of Silver Notes, which he tucked into his pocket.

He left the Chen residence with carefree ease.

The Chen family of Qingzhou, a lineage that had entrenched itself in Qingzhou for many years, had been reduced to dust beneath his blade.

As for the many Chen family guards he had killed, Su Fei felt not the slightest regret.

If he had not been strong enough, if his fists had not been hard enough,

then it would not have been Chen uncle and nephews and those guards who died, but him.

In this world where strength reigned supreme, strength would always be the most important thing.

Su Fei used the money he had taken to buy a jug of wine, a roast duck, and several pounds of pork head meat.

It counted as a celebration for having avenged himself.

After returning home, he put away his valuables and set the wine and meat he had bought on the table.

First, he ate and drank to his heart's content.

Then he silently recited in his heart.

"System, claim the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and forty years of cultivation."

Claiming rewards. You have obtained the martial art Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms (Beginner Level), and forty years of cultivation.

In an instant, the technique diagrams of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms entered Su Fei's mind: Dragon Ascending to Heaven, Soaring Dragon in the Sky, Dragon Appears in the Field, Divine Dragon Swings Its Tail, Twin Dragons Draw Water, Riding the Six Dragons...