At the Ouyang Family Residence, hardly anyone ever came knocking with violence. Today was the first time.
So when someone reported that an attacker had come to their door, the security manager in charge of the residence was furious. This was practically rubbing the Ouyang Family's dignity into the ground until it caught fire. He did not even finish listening to the call from the gate guard before tossing the phone aside and rushing out with his men. He intended to kill this madman who had come knocking, to make an example of him.
But when he reached the gate, he was a little dumbfounded.
Why?
Because he recognized the person Chen Mo was carrying in his hand. Ouyang Feng—wasn't he the Great Elder's great-grandson? He was a family disciple with exceptional cultivation talent in the Ouyang Family, his strength having reached Houtian Layer Eight.
It was precisely because his cultivation talent was so high that he had considerable influence within the Ouyang Family and acted arrogantly.
As the manager responsible for the Ouyang Family Residence's security, he had to take a detour whenever he saw Ouyang Feng. His strength was simply insufficient. He was only at Houtian Layer Six; compared to Ouyang Feng, he was like a child facing an adult.
Therefore, some of the Ouyang Family's managers kept a list of people not to provoke, and Ouyang Feng ranked near the top. He was even less approachable than some elders.
After all, some elders still followed rules, but Ouyang Feng did not.
So when the security manager saw Chen Mo carrying Ouyang Feng, he immediately abandoned any thought of stepping forward to argue. Ouyang Feng was already dangling in someone else's hand. If he went up, he would just be delivering himself on a platter. It would accomplish