The informant had clearly reported that Lu Feng and his family had gone into a private room at the hotel.
How had he come back from outside?
And he was riding a flying mount, descending from the sky.
The Warriors secretly following Lu Feng's family naturally hadn't seen him leave midway through the banquet—or fly out through a window.
But none of that mattered now.
Since the kid had come back, he wasn't leaving alive.
Zheng Henian took a deep breath to calm himself, then looked up at the White-haired Eagle in the sky and muttered, "He actually managed to tame a mount like that. The kid sure is lucky."
He didn't know Lu Feng's current Martial Realm, much less how highly the military regarded him.
In Zheng Henian's eyes, Lu Feng was still just an ordinary kid from an ordinary family who happened to be lucky.
But even the luckiest person couldn't escape death after offending the Zheng Family.
However, not long after he sat down...
A terrifying aura erupted inside the Ruili Hotel. One deafening crash after another shook the entire city district.
The hired civilian assassins were hurled out of the windows one by one.
Their chests were caved in, and they were gravely wounded. Some were even blasted into pieces midair by a vast surge of True Qi.
The more Zheng Henian saw, the more alarmed he became. "That's... a Martial Arts Grandmaster?!"
"Who exactly is opposing my Zheng Family?"
He knew the military had secretly sent people to protect the Lu Family, but he had never imagined they would send a Grandmaster Expert.
It had never occurred to him that Lu Feng himself might be the Grandmaster who had intervened.
Only after dozens of assassins had all been eliminated and Lu Feng had emerged safely