During this time, the three great families had begun spending money to recruit men and buy horses to get back at Ye Chen.
The Tang Family had already hired two Ancient Martial Artists, both of them at the Yellow Realm.
Though the Yellow Realm was the lowest of the Heaven, Earth, Black, and Yellow ranks,
Ancient Martial Artists were incredibly rare to begin with!
It was like the bottom-ranked students at Tsinghua or Peking University: out in the wider world, they'd be top-tier scholars.
The two Ancient Martial Artists were father and son. The father, Huang Tianrui, was already over sixty, while his son, Huang Junxia, was in his early forties.
When they saw Tang Yu, they gave him a slight nod in greeting. "Greetings, Young Master Tang."
Their attitude was somewhat cool, but Tang Yu didn't find it surprising.
According to the usual power-fantasy tropes, experts hired as muscle by a rich young villain were always unhappy about it.
When they fought the male lead, they'd even exchange a few polite words like, "I had no choice," and so on.
Ancient Martial Artists at their Yellow Realm level could easily take on ten professional bodyguards at once.
It was only natural for them to have an air of superiority.
"I'll be going out in a bit. There'll be a few experts looking for trouble with me on the way."
"But there's no need to rush in. I'll play with them first."
"When the time is right, I'll tell you to make your move."
He instructed the two men.
This father and son were no match for the Death Squad.
Every member of the Death Squad was a peak Yellow Realm expert, famed for being unbeatable among those at the same level.
After all, anything that came out of the