"Alright, let's head back as well."

Time flew by, and the ten or so minutes passed in what felt like the blink of an eye.

Chen Zheng and Li Yitong stepped hand in hand into the Li Family mansion. Two formidable bodyguards quickly approached and flanked them on either side, respectfully opening their car doors.

Li Yitong elegantly stepped out of the car and immediately issued an order, "Notify everyone at once. No one is to linger on the path to the main hall."

Her concern was not unfounded. The Ye Family was known for its overbearing nature, and they would likely cause trouble if anyone got in their way.

"Yes, ma'am!"

Although the bodyguards were puzzled, they didn't ask any questions.

The pair walked down the long corridor to the main hall, while the bodyguards were tasked with clearing the path.

At that moment, Li Cangyun and other senior figures were gathered together. Liu Daoyi had also arrived with the rest of the Liu Family.

Inside the main hall, the atmosphere was grim.

The tension only eased slightly when everyone saw Chen Zheng and Li Yitong arrive.

Then, they all stood up in unison and greeted enthusiastically, "Grandmaster Chen!"

Chen Zheng acknowledged them with a slight nod as he gracefully took the main seat and asked, "Have they arrived yet?"

"They should be here any moment!" Li Cangyun replied urgently, his heart pounding like a war drum.

"Oh? Everyone's already here?"

Suddenly, a deceptively pleasant voice wafted in as five individuals came into view.

Leading them was Ye Cangtian, flanked by Zhao Wuxuan and Lin Guozheng, who stood one step behind him. Lin Xiaolong and Zhao Qin trailed behind them.

Upon seeing this, the Li and Liu Family members' pupils contracted sharply.

Only Chen Zheng remained composed, his expression faint as if he had expected all of this.

At that moment, Ye Cangtian, Lin Xiaolong, and Zhao Qin all fixed their gazes on Chen Zheng. A deep-seated hatred smoldered in the depths of their eyes, like embers glowing in the dark.

They could not erase the memory of that moment when Chen Zheng, like an peerless swordsman, had effortlessly defeated them. This was especially true for Ye Cangtian, whose recently acquired Grandmaster status now seemed like mere dust beneath Chen Zheng's feet.

Like a meteor streaking across the night sky, Ye Cangtian and his group arrived at the entrance of the main hall but stopped, standing quietly just outside.

His razor-sharp gaze swept across the crowd, finally landing on Liu Daoyi's face. A mocking smile touched his lips.

He said lightly, "Interesting, the Eight Trigrams Family is here too. The other families are keeping a safe distance from the Li Family, yet you're quite bold. Do you truly not fear my Ye Family?"

Since the previous night, the various martial arts families of Magic Capital had already begun to silently distance themselves from the Li Family. The reason was simple: the Ye Family's reputation was too intimidating.

For ordinary merchants, it might have been tolerable, but in the eyes of national martial arts families, the Ye Family was akin to a demonic presence.

Liu Daoyi straightened his back and said without fear, "The Ye Family, no matter how powerful, is confined to Foshan. Grandmaster Ye, is your family not overstepping its bounds?"

Ye Cangtian chuckled contemptuously. "Confined to Foshan? Family Head Liu, you seem to be mistaken! In the world of national martial arts, my Ye Family is the unrivaled hegemon!"

He spoke without reservation.

Indeed, with three Grandmasters in one family and two more Grandmaster-level experts among their vassal families, no other family in the national martial arts world could boast such power.

Liu Daoyi's heart felt heavy, as if clogged with silt. Rage churned within him, but he was powerless to vent it.

Ye Cangtian ignored his silence, his gaze once again sweeping across the Li Family's main hall. "I am here today for two reasons," he declared in a low, firm voice.

"First, Li Yitong, it's time for us to settle matters.

"And second, Chen Zheng, the grudges between us ought to be cleared as well."

His words struck their hearts like a cold sword.

The moment he finished speaking, the two Grandmasters with him instantly erupted with powerful auras. The main hall was filled with a suffocating pressure. Everyone except Chen Zheng felt as if they were being choked.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for triggering a choice mission.]

[Option One: Forcefully suppress the enemy. Reward: Enhancement of True Qi cultivation.]

[Option Two: Resolve the issue peacefully. Reward: Wing Chun.]

Hearing this, Chen Zheng was inwardly shocked. So it's true. My Dantian has begun to generate True Qi.

Without a moment's hesitation, Chen Zheng chose the first option. He already possessed a peerless martial art like Bajiquan, so Wing Chun held little appeal.

Having made his decision, he rose to his feet like a fierce tiger. The energy within his body burst forth, and the oppressive pressure in the hall seemed to shrink to nothing before his aura.

Zhao Wuxuan and Lin Guozheng's expressions flickered. They could feel the powerful aura emanating from Chen Zheng.

Chen Zheng said nothing, simply walking steadily toward Ye Cangtian and his entourage.

Seeing Chen Zheng's calm eyes, a trace of unease began to stir in Ye Cangtian's heart, but he still firmly believed that the Grandmasters behind him could protect him.

"Chen Zheng, you have challenged the dignity of my Ye Family! Do you think your strength is enough to make us submit? You're wrong! You will never understand how shockingly powerful the Ye Family truly is!"

"Is that so?"

Chen Zheng finally spoke, his voice cold and firm.

His words had barely faded when his figure vanished like a ghost, reappearing directly in front of Ye Cangtian. He had never intended to waste his breath on these people.

His figure flashed, and he struck.

Seeing this, Ye Cangtian's face turned deathly pale, and he scrambled backward.

"Young Master, be careful!" Zhao Wuxuan's warning rang out.

In the next instant, he waved his hand, and the very air seemed to tear apart.

BOOM!

An invisible palm imprint shot toward Chen Zheng, swift as lightning.

Interesting. Chen Zheng's eyes lit up. A Grandmaster-level technique!

Although the palm imprint couldn't harm him, it did manage to block his advance. He didn't stop, however. Instead, he raised his fist and brought it crashing down.

At that moment, a thunderous boom exploded in the air. Ripples spread out from the point of impact like waves on the surface of a pond.

But Chen Zheng's punch was as fierce as a tempest, instantly shattering the palm imprint.

"Impressive!" Zhao Wuxuan's voice was as sharp as a cold blade. His feet moved in a blur, and he pounced toward Chen Zheng like a tiger descending a mountain.

He swung his palm fiercely once again. This time, the palm imprint was even larger, the force more concentrated. His power seemed to tear at the air itself, leaving white gouges in the ground.

Condensing Qi into Threads! Chen Zheng roared internally, his mind filled with resolve.

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