Hearing Zhao Fu's words, the guards glanced at the family heads beside them. Zhao Fu could not help but ask coldly, "Who exactly calls the shots in the Ying Family now?"
The expressions of several family heads changed. Zhao Fu represented the Great Qin Imperial Prince and held the Ying Family's highest authority; this had long been settled. What was happening now was undoubtedly a slap in Zhao Fu's face—no, in the Great Qin Imperial Prince's face. Who would dare offend their family's Imperial Prince?
One of the family heads glared at the guards and barked, "Are you not going to listen to the Acting Family Head? From now on, everything follows the Acting Family Head's orders!"
The guards hurriedly acknowledged and were about to drag Leng Fei away.
Leng Fei could hardly believe it. Struggling, he shouted, "My brother is one of the Night King's Six Leaders!"
But no one paid him any heed. Leng Fei was ultimately executed, his head separated from his body and sent respectively to the Li Family and the Night King.
Zhao Fu looked coldly at the family heads and said, "Make preparations to purge the Night King. If they dare make a move, Great Qin will destroy them. Others may fear them, but Great Qin does not!"
The family heads also nodded in agreement. Before Zhao Fu's imposing presence, even these Ying Family heads, who had once stood high and mighty, felt somewhat intimidated.
The bloody head was delivered to the Li Family. The Li Family's old master flew into a rage and cursed Zhao Fu at length, but then he sneered. "Now that he has offended the Night King, our chances of killing that bastard have become even greater. We absolutely cannot let him continue to develop."
The Night King was also