Chapter 94: What You Are Stepping On Is
“Young Master Su, that was far too reckless,” Deng Gang said as he stepped forward.
“If you’re scared, then leave. If not, keep your mouth shut,” Su Yifan said, glancing at him.
Deng Gang could only shut his mouth.
Just then, Su Zhengguo and his wife walked over.
“Yifan, are you truly confident?” Su Zhengguo asked worriedly.
He was not afraid of death; he only did not want his son to be harmed.
Zhang Hong also spoke up. “Yifan, why don’t we leave here? Mom doesn’t want to see anything happen to you.”
Seeing how worried the two of them were, Su Yifan smiled faintly and comforted them. “Dad, Mom, put your hearts at ease. I’ve said it before: as long as I’m here, no one can lay a hand on anyone from the Su family.”
Seeing how confident his son was, and thinking of what had just happened, Su Zhengguo instantly let go of his fear. Fine, let them all come. Since his son had said as much, why should he be afraid of anything?
After comforting his parents, Su Yifan turned to the guards nearby. “Go inform everyone in the manor to stay in their rooms.”
“Yes, Young Master.”
The guards nodded and withdrew.
At that moment, the five core members of the Martial Arts Alliance, led by Hong Jinlong, arrived together.
“What brings you here?” Su Yifan asked, looking at them.
“Reporting to Young Master Su, it was…” Hong Jinlong had originally wanted to say that Deng Gang had sent them a message saying there were people from Shadow Lament at the Su residence and that they should come to help.
But when he caught the signal Deng Gang was giving him, though he did not understand what it meant, he still changed his words.
“It’s just that our people discovered someone causing trouble at Young Master Su’s place, so we thought we’d come over and help if we could.”
Su Yifan noticed their silent exchange and knew it was Deng Gang’s idea, but he said nothing.
“This is beyond what you can handle. You’d better go back.”
Hearing this, Hong Jinlong immediately became unhappy and patted his chest. “Young Master Su, what are you saying? I am, after all, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance. I may not be able to command wind and rain in Cloud City, but anyone who sees me still has to show me some respect.”
“You’re sure you want to get involved?”
“Just give the word, Young Master Su. I’d like to see which fool has the guts to come here and make trouble!”
Hong Jinlong said with firm resolve.
This was a perfect chance to make themselves useful. Naturally, they had to seize it.
Maybe afterward they would be able to get more of the elixirs in Young Master Su’s hands. And even if they did not, they could at least earn his favor.
An opportunity like this, one that people would never even dream of, how could they possibly miss it?
“Very well.”
As he spoke, Su Yifan looked at the corpse not far away and said, “See that body? I killed him. A Martial King.”
“The person who is coming later may be…”
“No, wait, Young Master Su, hold on. What did you just say? That… that man was a Martial King?” Hong Jinlong interrupted him before he could finish, asking in a trembling voice.
Su Yifan nodded. “That’s right. And the people coming later may be even stronger than a Martial King. Since you’re all being so polite, I’ll leave them to you.”
As soon as those words fell, Hong Jinlong and the others stood frozen in place.
What?
A Martial King?
That corpse was actually a Martial King?
And there were more people coming later, possibly even stronger than a Martial King. Wouldn’t that make them Martial Emperors?!
Among the five of them, the strongest was only a Grandmaster, and he had only broken through recently.
A Grandmaster against a Martial King, or even a Martial Emperor?
Damn it!
Wasn’t that a joke?
Thinking of this, Hong Jinlong immediately turned his gaze toward Deng Gang.
That look seemed to say: Are you screwing with me?
At this moment, Deng Gang’s eyes were darting around. He wished he could find a crack in the ground and hide in it.
Damn it!
I didn’t know they were Martial Kings either.
When he had seen people causing trouble at the Su residence, he had sent Hong Jinlong a message in secret, simply because it was the nearest option.
But he had never imagined that those two people from before would be Martial Kings.
Seeing that none of them spoke, Su Yifan said with a faint smile, “Just a mere Martial King. For your Martial Arts Alliance, that shouldn’t be a problem, should it?”
“This…”
The arrogance Hong Jinlong had just displayed vanished without a trace.
Having them deal with a Martial King was no different from asking them to die.
In an instant, the atmosphere grew awkward.
At that moment, Yang Juncheng walked over and said, “You needn’t worry, everyone. I’ve already informed headquarters of what’s happening here, and they’ve sent people to reinforce us.”
Hearing this, Deng Gang and the others were overjoyed.
Wonderful. As long as they could hold out until reinforcements arrived, they would be saved.
But just then, Su Yifan’s voice rang out.
“If you’re really counting on them, then maybe next year they can burn you some funeral money.”
“Young Master Su, what do you mean by that—”
Deng Gang was about to ask why when he stopped short.
In the sky not far away, a dark mass suddenly appeared overhead. Endless clouds surged toward them, swallowing the heavens in an instant.
In just a few breaths, the sky was completely blackened.
Then, more than a dozen figures appeared above the Su residence. With their arrival, an overwhelming pressure swept downward, and the entire scene instantly grew stifling.
“So they’ve finally come?”
Su Yifan stepped forward and casually waved his hand.
The crushing weight of that immense aura vanished at once.
“This…”
Yang Juncheng and the others felt their bodies suddenly lighten. Looking at Su Yifan, their eyes were filled with astonishment.
He had simply waved his hand and blocked out such a terrifying pressure. Was there anything in this world Young Master Su could not do?
Su Zhengguo and his wife had never seen such a scene before. Though they were deeply worried, they could only choose to trust their son.
Just then—
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
More than a dozen figures descended from the sky and landed on the scene.
A total of eighteen people had come, all dressed in black robes, led by two elderly men at the front.
“Elder Hu!”
One of them went over to check Hu Hong’s condition, only to discover that he was already dead.
He then shook his head at the two elders at the front.
The two elders both drew a deep breath. Then one of them looked toward Su Yifan and said coldly, “Who killed one of my Shadow Lament’s venerated elders? Step forward!”
His name was Huang Kai, one of the five venerated elders of Shadow Lament.
“Stop howling. Your grandfather is right here,” Su Yifan said calmly.
“It was you?” Huang Kai narrowed his eyes and asked, “What about our other venerated elder? What did you do with him?”
“Looking for him? There. The one beneath your feet.”
Su Yifan curled his lip.
“What do you mean?”
Huang Kai glanced down. Aside from a pool of blood, there was nothing there.
No.
Could it be…
Just then, he suddenly thought of something, and his eyes widened.