The Huangfu Family's Fury! If Lin Yuan Is Not Killed, We Swear Not to Be Human!

Huangfu Family, Council Hall.

The atmosphere was stifling, like the dead silence before a storm.

"Bang!"

An exquisite Purple Clay Teacup was viciously crushed into powder by a large hand bulging with veins!

"Trash! Utter trash!"

The Hook-nosed Old Man—the Third Elder who had strongly advocated sending Huangfu Zhuo to provoke Lin Yuan—was trembling with rage, his aged face flushed the color of pig liver.

Before him, Huangfu Zhuo knelt on the ground like a Dead Dog, shaking as though sieving chaff. His eyes were unfocused, and a streak of dried blood still clung to the corner of his mouth.

Lin Yuan had crushed his Dao Heart with a single glance. He was completely ruined.

"Third Elder, quell your anger."

Seated in the place of honor, a middle-aged man with refined features who looked like a schoolteacher slowly spoke. Yet when his eyes opened and closed, Thunder seemed to flicker within them.

He was the current head of the Huangfu Family, Huangfu Xiong.

"This matter cannot entirely be blamed on Zhuo."

Huangfu Xiong's voice was calm.

Yet beneath that calm lay a chilling Killing Intent capable of freezing souls. "With a single look, he made Zhuo, at the Marrow Cleansing Realm Eighth Level, suffer the collapse of his Dao Heart and damage to his Meridians... This Lin Yuan is far more terrifying than we imagined!"

As soon as those words fell, the temperature in the entire hall seemed to drop several degrees.

"Family Head!"

The Third Elder abruptly rose to his feet.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he resembled a mad tiger. "That brat absolutely cannot be allowed to live! Today, he dared humiliate our Huangfu Family like this. Tomorrow, he will dare step upon the corpses of our Huangfu Family!"

"The more monstrous his talent, the more we must pay any price to erase him completely before he can grow! Otherwise, he will surely become a grave threat to our clan in the future!"

"That's right! He must be killed!"

"Please give the order, Family Head! We are willing to form a sure-kill formation, infiltrate Songzhou, and take that brat's head!"

The Council Hall erupted with righteous indignation, Killing Intent soaring to the heavens.

When had the Huangfu Family ever suffered such unparalleled humiliation?

Someone had come to their doorstep, trampled on their faces, and humiliated them—yet the Huangfu Family did not even have the right to fight back!

If they swallowed this anger, how could they ever hold their heads high in Dragon Summer Country again?

Yet in the face of the elders' requests for battle, Huangfu Xiong merely shook his head lightly.

He raised his eyes, sweeping his gaze across the agitated crowd, and asked indifferently, "How will you kill him?"

That one sentence instantly silenced the entire hall.

Yes, how would they kill him?

An Elder frowned and said in a deep voice, "That brat is either staying at the Dragon Summer Country Capital Martial Arts Academy, where countless experts stand guard—a true Dragon Pool Tiger Den. Or he is hiding in Lin Family Manor, whose defenses surpass even the military fortresses of the Northern Border!"

"He simply never goes out! He travels between only two places. We... we have no opportunity to strike at all!"

Those words were like a basin of cold water poured over everyone's heads.

Indeed, Lin Yuan was like a hedgehog tucked inside a turtle shell. Even if they possessed ten thousand methods, they had nowhere to begin.

Were they truly fated to swallow this silent loss?

Seeing the stifled resentment and unwillingness on everyone's faces, Huangfu Xiong's lips slowly curved into a cold, cruel smile.

"Who said we have no opportunity?"

He rose unhurriedly and walked to the center of the hall, his gaze sweeping eerily over the crowd.

"Rest assured. Opportunities... will always come."

"Before that, what we need to do is prepare."

"Prepare?" the Third Elder asked in confusion.

"Yes, prepare." Huangfu Xiong's eyes gleamed with the cunning of an old fox. "Prepare a blade sharp enough, and obedient enough..."

He paused, seemingly savoring the puzzled expressions on everyone's faces before slowly uttering a name.

"That Ye Xuan... doesn't he have a blood-deep feud with Lin Yuan?"

"I looked at his performance in the National League. He is a decent prospect. Ruthless enough, mad enough, and stupid enough."

"Most importantly, he desperately craves power. He craves the chance to defeat Lin Yuan with his own hands."

Huangfu Xiong's voice carried a bewitching magic.

"Even an enemy, no matter how weak, can become the deadliest weapon in our hands if used properly."

"We can start with him..."

"The Family Head means..."

The Third Elder's eyes instantly lit up.

"Exactly."

Huangfu Xiong nodded, the smile on his face growing ever more sinister.

"Send someone to approach him. Give him resources, give him cultivation arts, give him everything our Huangfu Family can provide!"

"We will feed him into the fiercest, most rabid vicious dog! Let him bite, let him tear, let him constantly create trouble for Lin Yuan!"

"Let these two dogs tear each other apart first."

"And we need only hide in the shadows and quietly enjoy this splendid show."

"When both sides are wounded, when the most suitable moment arrives..."

Huangfu Xiong said no more, but the undisguised, piercing Killing Intent had already explained everything.

Brilliant!

Truly brilliant!

Every Elder in the hall looked at their Family Head with eyes full of awe and admiration.

Kill with a borrowed blade! Drive the tiger to devour the wolf!

Without lifting a finger, they could make two mortal enemies exhaust each other while they reaped the fisherman's profit!

Such a scheme was simply watertight!

"Transmit my order!"

Huangfu Xiong returned to the seat of honor, issuing commands in an icy voice.

"Immediately send our most elite hidden agent lurking in Songzhou to the venue of the National League."

"Find that Ye Xuan and tell him..."

"Our Huangfu Family can bestow upon him... power capable of contending with Divine Beings!"