The news that the man Qingyao Daoist was looking for—the killer of Wu Yanting—had appeared at the Yuetan Grand Hotel swept through Qiyun Road like a hurricane.

It was said that this person had severely injured Qingyao Daoist's junior martial brother, Sun Wen, at the hotel, and then called Qingyao Daoist, demanding he arrive within half an hour.

Keep in mind, Qingyao Daoist had issued the first threat, demanding the man come to the Qingyao Daoist Temple within three days.

But now, he was the one being threatened?

Suddenly, all of Qiyun Road was in an uproar.

"This guy is so audacious, openly provoking Qingyao Daoist! Putting everything else aside, that courage alone is admirable!"

"Hah, he's just a fool who will ultimately pay a heavy price!"

"Ignoring Qingyao Daoist and threatening him in return… this guy must have some backing. We shouldn't jump to conclusions about the final outcome."

"..."

The local media on Qiyun Road were quick to react, and news vans raced toward the Yuetan Grand Hotel.

「Meanwhile, inside the hotel.」

At Chen Yang's instruction, the waitstaff had already served a new banquet. Whether it was on the owner's orders or for some other reason, the spread was far more lavish than before.

The magnificent, two-hundred-square-meter hall fell completely silent, the only sound being Chen Yang eating his meal.

In the vast venue, every upper-class guest in attendance was utterly dumbfounded, daring not to make a move.

Even Yu Xiao became extremely cautious after Chen Yang had Sun Wen make the call.

This man was not merely arrogant and brazen; he was extraordinary and naturally intimidating.

He was like a god standing at the pinnacle, looking down upon all living beings.

Yu Xiaoguang's expression shifted repeatedly. Logically, with Qingyao Daoist about to arrive, he shouldn't have a single worry. He just had to sit back and watch Chen Yang meet his doom. But the confidence and indifference Chen Yang displayed now weighed heavily on his heart.

"Qingyao Daoist is renowned and highly esteemed on Qiyun Road. Not only is he a close friend of Li Bairan from the Li Family, but even King Qin Lie must show him deference," Yu Xiaoguang finally broke the deathly silence. "By hurting Sun Wen today, you have undoubtedly slapped Qingyao Daoist in the face. You probably won't be walking out of this hall."

Yet, his words, filled with threats and accusations, didn't make Chen Yang stop eating. In fact, the latter didn't even lift his head.

Ladling a bowl of soup, Chen Yang said calmly, "Let's put Qingyao Daoist aside for now. Let's talk about you."

Yu Xiaoguang's heart trembled violently. The strength this young man displayed was truly astonishing. His actions seemed reckless and thoughtless, yet they exuded a sense of calm assurance and boundless confidence. His every word and action appeared as tranquil as still water, but beneath the surface were surging tides.

For some reason, Yu Xiaoguang had an indescribable and ominous feeling.

"You killed my nephew and you still want to talk to us? Do you have no regard for the law?"

"Your strength may be impressive, but across all of Qiyun Road, there are at least eighty, if not a hundred, people who could kill you. What gives you the right to be so arrogant?"

Before Yu Xiaoguang could speak, a middle-aged man slightly younger than him pointed a finger at Chen Yang.

His name was Yu Xiaoyun, Yu Xiaoguang's younger brother.

"Xiaoyun, this doesn't concern you," Yu Xiaoguang interjected.

Yu Xiaoyun sneered. "Big brother, Qingyao Daoist will be here soon. Is there any need to fear him? He's still ordering people around, acting like he's someone important."

As he spoke, Yu Xiaoyun glanced around. He calculated that Qingyao Daoist would arrive in no more than five minutes. By then, they could simply watch Chen Yang meet a miserable end.

Chen Yang put down his chopsticks.

BOOM!

With a wave of his hand, the previously arrogant Yu Xiaoyun was sent flying several meters by a gust of wind. A loud booming sound echoed through the hall.

Chen Yang sat calmly at the table, switched to a soup spoon, and began to drink his soup.

While shocked by this scene, countless onlookers shook their heads and sighed. Knowing full well how formidable this person was, why would anyone try to provoke him before Qingyao Daoist arrived? Simply foolish!

"Now, can we talk?" Chen Yang asked Yu Xiaoguang.

Yu Xiaoguang's heart trembled, and his face turned ashen. This man was too domineering!

"You killed my son. What is there to talk about?" After a long moment, Yu Xiaoguang finally managed to suppress the turmoil in his mind, asking in a low voice that barely contained his erupting fury.

Chen Yang said, "He was abducting someone in broad daylight. This wasn't the first time he's done something like that, was it?"

Yu Xiaoguang was silent. As far as he knew, Yu Yang had probably killed more people than he could count on one hand, but such matters had always been a taboo topic. Even those who knew the truth dared not speak a word of it due to the Yu Family's power.

And today, someone was questioning him about it so openly?

Or did he think that Yu Yang had brought his own death upon himself and deserved to be killed?

"You're right. He deserved to die, which is why I had him thrown into the Lingjin River without a second thought," Chen Yang said flatly, voicing Yu Xiaoguang's very thoughts.

"Hmph!"

Just as Yu Xiaoguang's face turned crimson, unsure how to respond, a cold snort suddenly filled the entire hall.

Sun Wen immediately brightened up.

The spectators quickly parted, clearing a wide path.

The newcomer had long, gray-streaked hair tied back simply. His eyes were deep, and he possessed an intensely focused aura.

It was the number one expert of Qiyun Road, Qingyao Daoist.

Li Bairan followed closely behind him, a look of leisurely interest on his face as he observed Chen Yang, who was still calmly sipping soup from his bowl.

Hmm? What a carefree young man.

"Brat. First you kill my disciple, then you injure my junior brother. Do you have no respect for me, Qingyao Daoist?" Qingyao Daoist said with his hands behind his back, his sharp, cold gaze shifting to Sun Wen. "Get up. Stop embarrassing yourself."

Then, Qingyao Daoist's piercing, fiery gaze swept over to Yang Hu. "It's just a gun. Do you really think you can stir up trouble with that?"

Qingyao Daoist retracted his gaze, focusing once more on Chen Yang, who remained seated at the table. "My Qingjiang lineage has always acted with measure and principle. As the saying goes, 'We don't attack unless we are attacked.' But you have opposed me time and time again. Are you deliberately slighting me?"

"You are the first person to ever dare disregard me, Qingyao Daoist, in such a manner!"

CLAP, CLAP, CLAP.

Chen Yang set down his bowl and chopsticks and began to applaud. "Well said. But the problem is, why should I take you seriously?"

Qingyao Daoist was speechless.

The hall fell silent.

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