Kill Them at Their Doorstep

A luxuriously decorated yet tastefully designed conference room.

Eleven elderly men with gray hair sat around a round table.

Just as the Great Elder Long Xingyun, was about to speak, an old man in a purple robe suddenly clutched his chest, his face visibly turning pale.

The intense twitching of his eyelids, in particular, made him frown.

The Third Elder, Long Zaixing, also noticed that something was wrong with the old man in purple and couldn't help but Wen Dao, "Elder Zi, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

The old man in purple robes took a few deep breaths and then vigorously rubbed his face with his hands.

"Nothing, it's just that I suddenly had a feeling of palpitations, and I don't know if something is about to happen?"

"Hahaha, old man Zi, could it be that you were up to too much last night and haven't recovered yet?"

"After all, I'm getting older, so I should do less of these things."

Your son is so filial to you; he even managed to get you a beautiful eighteen-year-old bride. I'm so envious!

Ha ha ha ha.

The other old men at the table burst into laughter.

Several others then jokingly remarked, "Old man Zi, you're still going strong despite your age, truly a role model for us all."

"I must say, Old Man Zi's family is very simple and honest, he doesn't discriminate against raw or cold foods, and he has some rather peculiar tastes!"

"Brother Zi, I am not very talented, but I have a question that I have pondered for a long time without finding an answer. I wonder if you would be willing to enlighten me?"

The old man in the purple robe turned pale. This kind of lewd behavior was too much!

However, the thought of her fair and smooth skin stirred a burning desire within him.

He was a man who had sex seven times last night, and even now, he still feels proud of it.

He's eighty-nine years old now, and he still has such vigor. Who else can do that?

But the thought of the time it took each time made him feel a little embarrassed.

It seems I need to find a specific technique to enhance my abilities.

Although Long Xingyun kept a tense expression, he was secretly delighted.

The two had differing political views and many conflicts, but as the Great Elder, their perspectives were naturally on a completely different level.

He tapped his right index finger twice on the table and said in a deep voice, "Silence, continue the meeting!"

Jingfeng Tingyu Mountain Villa.

Zi Donglai held a lotus-patterned, gold-painted teacup and sipped his tea contentedly.

Judging by the timeline, my daughter should have already succeeded.

Last time, we sent a powerful team to ambush Hua Qiang, but that kid didn't play by the rules. He didn't show up in the league arena, but went straight to the Sacred Domain.

His plan to avenge the death of his son also failed.

He supports his daughter's actions, which is also a form of revenge.

Why not seize powerful talents and get revenge in a roundabout way?

Just as he was thinking about these things and a smug smile appeared on his face, a strong sense of unease suddenly arose from the bottom of his heart and spread throughout his body, taking over his entire being.

The teacup he was holding lost its support, fell to the ground with a loud crash, and shattered into pieces.

The splashing hot water scalded the instep of his foot without him realizing it.

What's wrong?

The intense sense of crisis grew stronger, causing him to panic.

Is something big about to happen?

Just as this thought arose in Zi Donglai's mind, a sound like a thunderclap startled everyone in the manor.

"Zi Donglai, all members of the Purple Family, get out here and face your deaths!"

Zi Donglai suddenly stood up and strode towards the door.

"Damn it, which blind bastard is this, running around my manor shouting and yelling? Does he want to die?"

Zi Donglai stormed out of the gate in a rage. At that moment, several people rushed out of various buildings in the manor.

Some people were dressed in brocade robes and exuded a noble air.

Some people were dressed as servants, while there were many burly men and Martial Artists in black.

These people were, of course, his brothers and sisters, members of the vast Purple Family Lineage, and their respective guards and servants.

When Zi Donglai who it was, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning and stood frozen in place.

He even started trembling all over.

The visitors were a man and a woman, both excessively young.

At their feet lay a mangled, bloody Zi Xiaoqin, barely clinging to life like a ghost.

"Who... who are you? How dare you treat my daughter so cruelly? Don't you want to live?"

Zi Donglai's voice was like the roar of a wild beast. The others were also shocked by this scene, and then they were filled with indignation.

Zi Dongsheng stretched out his finger, pointing at Hua Qiang, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.

He cursed in a vicious voice, "Damn it! Who the hell are you, you bastard?"

"How dare you treat my niece so cruelly! I'll skin you alive, tear you to pieces—no, I'll chop you into mincemeat and feed you to the dogs!"

After saying that, he waved to the person behind him.

"Take it down!"

"Yes!"

With a whoosh, dozens of people rushed out and pounced on Hua Qiang.

Zi Donglai also waved his hand, ordering his men to capture the other party.

He didn't want to know who the other person was; someone who dared to treat his daughter so cruelly had already lost the right to live.

He only wanted to take down the other party first, beat him half to death, and then slowly prepare to avenge his daughter.

"Court death!"

Before Hua Qiang make a move, Ye Bingxue waved her hand, and countless ice blades appeared in the air, then rushed towards these people.

Pfft!

Pfft!

All that could be heard were the sounds of flesh being pierced and torn, spreading through the air, melodious and with a strong sense of rhythm.

Ah--

Before they could take more than a few steps, the ice blades pierced their bodies, causing them to scream in agony as they collapsed into pools of blood.

His body was covered in hideous and terrifying wounds.

Zi Donglai and his brothers and sisters were all terrified, their faces turning pale and their souls nearly leaving their bodies.

They're up to no good, and they're frighteningly powerful!

He suppressed his fear, looked at Hua Qiang and his sister, Wen Dao, "Who are you? Why did you come to my manor and kill me without any explanation?"

"Do you even respect the law?"

What have you done to my daughter?

Zi Xiaoqin lay on the ground, struggling to breathe.

He opened his mouth wide, but couldn't make a sound.

His eyes were filled with fear as he looked at his father and the rest of his clan.

She wanted to call for help!

She wanted to tell everyone to run, that these are demons, and that they've come to kill you.

They want to wipe out our entire family and our nine generations of relatives!

Who are we?

Hehe!

Hua Qiang chuckled coldly twice and casually slapped his hand.

A gigantic hand appeared in the sky, enveloping the entire group and even the dozens of luxurious buildings behind them.

The next moment, a deafening explosion, like a bolt from the blue, resounded far and wide.

The once vast manor was reduced to ruins, and the entire group of people vanished without a trace.

Oh, no, Zi Donglai deliberately spared his subordinates, who were covered in blood and gore, yet still had a breath left.

Just like his daughter.

Hua Qiang looked at Ye Bingxue and said, "Why waste words with these scumbags? Just kill them all."

Anyone who shows up here and harbors ill will towards us deserves to die!

Ye Bingxue lowered her head, like a primary school student who had made a mistake, accepting the teacher's criticism.

My actions just now were too merciful and indecisive!

I'll change it next time!