The cloaked man raised his hand and slowly took off his hood, revealing a weather-beaten face.
A ferocious scar cuts straight down from the left brow bone to the lower jaw, like a centipede sitting on it.
His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, exuding a rough and fierce aura that had been licking blood all year round.
This person's name is Huang Kui. On the surface, he is the leader of Black Cloud Ridge and "Blood Wolf Bandits", but in fact, he is a secret chess piece that Lin Family used to hide his name in the early years.
"Clan Head."
When Huang Kui opened his mouth, his voice was as hoarse as rough sandpaper rubbing against each other.
"Why are you calling me back so urgently? The New Year is approaching and there are many affairs in the village. It is inconvenient for me to stay away for a long time."
"I called you back to kill someone."
Lin Yaotian had a cold light in his eyes, and went straight to the topic without any small talk.
"Others are not strong enough to handle this task. Only you can ensure nothing goes wrong."
"Who is it? You actually need to do the work myself?"
Huang Kui frowned, and the scar twisted, making it even more fierce.
"Fang Clan is a junior named Fang Han."
There was a hint of cold fear in Lin Yaotian's voice.
"This kid is not yet eighteen, but he is already firmly ranked as the number one among the younger generation of Liangshui City. If he is allowed to grow up, I, Lin Family, will be completely suppressed by the Fang Clan in the future."
"The number one young person in Liangshui City who is under eighteen years old?"
Huang Kui's pupils suddenly shrank, and the scar on his face twitched slightly, showing he was extremely shocked.
"Fang Clan is such a monster?"
"Because of this, we must not keep him!"
The murderous intent and anxiety in Lin Yaotian's words are undisguised.
"Among the hidden powers of Lineage, you are the only one who has reached the level of the Inner Qi Realm, so you are the best choice to carry out this assassination."
Huang Kui pondered for a moment, and a cruel sneer flashed across his face, "I understand, but do you have any specific information? When will he leave Fang Mansion?"
Even though he is a Inner Qi Realm warrior, he does not dare to easily sneak into the core area of the Fang Mansion to assassinate him. He can only wait for the target to go out.
"During the Chinese New Year, he will definitely go out to visit relatives and friends." Lin Yaotian's eyes were filled with fierceness, "That's the best time for you to take action, and that's why I'm calling you back now!"
"Visiting relatives and friends? Haha, this is indeed a good opportunity to make a move." Huang Kui licked his chapped lips, with bloodthirsty light shining in his eyes.
"Remember, you only have one chance. You can only succeed, not fail!" A look of sternness appeared on Lin Yaotian's face.
"Clan Head Don't worry." Huang Kui said in a firm and confident tone, "With my Inner Qi Realm cultivation, there is no chance of me making a mistake in attacking and killing a junior Bone Refining Realm."
On New Year's Eve, Fang Mansion is decorated with lights and colorful decorations inside and outside, and everything is filled with a noisy and festive festive atmosphere.
In the banquet hall, dozens of mahogany Round Table are arranged in an orderly manner.
The main table in the center is the exclusive seat for Clan Head Fang Lingyuan and several powerful Elder. The seats next to the main table are the positions of the highly valued core figures in Lineage.
The remaining seats extend outward in order, and the distance from the main table intuitively reflects the status in the clan.
In previous years, as Fang Han's family was a side branch and there were no prominent figures in the family, their seats were always arranged at the back of the banquet hall, close to the porch, far out of reach of Lineage's core circle.
However, this year, when Fang Han walked into the banquet Living Room with his parents Younger Sister, he was immediately greeted by a well-dressed steward with a smile on his face and an extremely respectful attitude.
"Master Zheng, Mrs. Wan, and Miss Ying, your seats are over here. Please come with me."
"Master Han, your seat is over here."
The steward bowed to lead the way, first leading Fang Zheng, Lin Wan, and Younger Sister Fang Ying to sit near the front, and then respectfully leading Fang Han straight to the core area of the banquet - the seat next to the main table.
Present at this table are the meritorious veteran Lineage and the three direct children of Clan Head: Fang Ting, Fang Lei and Fang Yuyan.
These three people have noble status and can be called the pinnacle of the younger generation of the Fang Clan, and are the true core of their direct lineage.
In the past, even the top ten disciples of the Inner Hall would hardly be qualified to sit at the table and drink with them.
After all, the top ten disciples will change every few years, but the identities of the three remain unchanged.
"Fang Han cousin, please take a seat."
Seeing Fang Han arriving, Fang Ting, as the eldest son, got up first and greeted Fang Han with a smile and a serious attitude.
"Fang Han cousin."
Fang Lei and Fang Yuyan also stood up and nodded in greeting.
There was an obvious sense of friendship in their politeness, and there was no arrogance typical of direct descendants.
It's not that they are naturally modest, but they are well aware that the terrifying talent and strength displayed by the branch brother in front of them have already made him a transcendent figure.
Lineage's future rise and fall may depend to a large extent on this person, whose actual status and potential have long surpassed those of their direct descendants who rely on the protection of their fathers.
"Cousin Fang Ting, cousin Fang Lei, cousin Yuyan." Fang Han politely returned the greeting, with a calm attitude and not being too arrogant, but he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.
If you didn't rely on the system to gain the reputation of "genius", let alone sitting at the same table with these three people, even if you wanted to say a word to them, it would be impossible to reach the sky.
As the direct descendants of the direct descendants, there is never a shortage of people around them who tend to be popular and follow the trend, and it is definitely not something that ordinary children can easily get to know.
At the banquet, people were drinking and drinking, laughing and talking.
"Brother Zheng, you are so lucky to give birth to Fang Han like Qilin Child!"
At the table where Fang Zheng, Lin Wan, and Fang Ying were sitting, people at the same table and even those in neighboring seats toasted to Fang Zheng, and their words were full of compliments and envy.
Fang Zheng At first, he was a little uncomfortable with the scene of all the stars holding the moon, but after a few glasses of wine, and his son really trying to live up to his ambition, his waist straightened a lot unconsciously, and his words gradually gained a bit more confidence and brilliance.
"Congratulations to your lineage for having such a genius as Fang Han!"
Fang Han's grandparents, uncle, third uncle and others were also arranged in front seats because of Fang Han.
People also kept coming forward to congratulate them, including some people they had to look up to in the past, which made their faces glow red, they agreed one after another, and they felt even more honored.
Fang Han sat quietly in the central dining room, responding to congratulations and conversations around him with concise and appropriate words, neither being overly approachable nor disrespectful.
His heart was as clear as a mirror: all the respect and changes in status he had now were entirely due to the martial arts talent he had displayed.
If one day he is unable to maintain his reputation as a "genius", he will be thrown back to his original form, or even worse.
Even if it is just to protect what is in front of him, he will never slack off in the process of cultivation.
Early morning on the second day of the Lunar New Year.
The Fang Han family took a carriage and went to visit their grandfather and brother-in-law.
The carriage was driving on the noisy street. In the carriage, Younger Sister Fang Ying was wearing a brand new red cotton jacket, chattering excitedly, talking about how he would ask for a big red envelope when he arrived at his grandpa's house.
Fang Zheng and Lin Wan looked at the children in front of them, their faces filled with happiness and satisfaction.
The carriage stopped smoothly outside the door of my grandfather's mansion.
Fang Han got off the car one by one with his family. He finally stepped out of the carriage. The warm winter sun shone all over him, bringing a sense of laziness and comfort.
However, just as his feet touched the ground--
A cold and biting murderous intention suddenly appeared.
I saw a black shadow, shrouded in a wide cloak, shooting out from the shadow of the eaves next to the alley like a ghost.
A two-foot-long dagger suddenly appeared in his hand, piercing the back of his heart with cold light.
The blade of the blade was actually wrapped with a layer of extremely solid pale white Qi, tearing away Void Sundering Qi, making a heart-stopping "chichi" sound, the speed was beyond imagination!
Internal Qi exposed!
This is a Inner Qi Realm warrior!