Chapter 115: Target Wang Xue
Yang Rong and the others wore worried expressions. It was understandable that they couldn't be stopped. None of the six visitors had restrained their auras, and Yang Rong, already in the Grandmaster Realm, could tell with a single glance that five of them were Grandmasters, while their leader, an old man, was a Tiangang-level existence.
The sheer pressure of their auras alone was more than any ordinary bodyguard could withstand.
The middle-aged man in the suit looked at Yang Rong and said coldly, "You don't seem very pleased to see us."
Yang Rong and the others were terrified. 'A lineup this powerful... I'm not sure even Mr. Chen can handle them! What are we going to do if a fight breaks out?'
Yang Anyi quickly forced a smile. "Not at all, not at all. We are, of course, extremely happy to welcome members of the main family."
Despite Yang Anyi's smile, the visitors' expressions remained grim.
The old man in the lead asked, "Where's Yang Jie? We haven't been able to reach him for two days!"
Yang Rong and Yang Anyi froze on the spot, unsure how to answer.
Chen Dong, who was sitting on the sofa, stated calmly, "I killed him."
His words sent a jolt of fear through Yang Rong and the others. The already tense atmosphere in the room instantly fell silent.
Then, the burly, farmer-like man roared, "What did you just say?" The tension in the room instantly reached a breaking point.
The old man raised a hand, stopping the others who looked ready to tear Chen Dong apart. He fixed his gaze on Chen Dong. 'Anyone who can sit there, completely unaffected by our aura, is no ordinary person.'
He asked coldly, "Who are you? And why did you kill him?"
Chen Dong replied calmly, "I am the Yang Family's Tributor. Yang Jie deserved to die, so I killed him."
Chen Dong's direct confession doubled the pressure on Yang Rong and her family. Faced with the main family's overwhelming power, they had briefly considered surrendering, but Chen Dong's answer left them with no room to retreat.
So, Yang Rong released her own aura and took a stand behind Chen Dong.
The old man didn't press Chen Dong further. Instead, he said magnanimously, "If Yang Jie is dead, then so be it. I know your Jiangzhou Yang Family has no desire to return to the fold, and I won't force you to integrate into our Nanchuan Yang Family. We all share the same name, after all. Just hand over this woman." As he spoke, the old man pointed to Yang Rong's mother, Wang Xue. "After that, the Jiangzhou Yang Family can be the Jiangzhou Yang Family, and the Nanchuan Yang Family will be the Nanchuan Yang Family. We'll go our separate ways!"
Yang Rong and Wang Xue's faces paled in shock. They were also baffled. 'Why would the Nanchuan Yang Family come all this way specifically for Wang Xue? They're even willing to overlook Yang Jie's death!'
Chen Dong's gaze sharpened as he said coldly, "No!"
As far as Chen Dong was concerned, he was the Yang Family's Tributor. He couldn't let anyone just take someone from under his nose—not even the main family.
The burly man immediately snarled, "Don't push your luck, kid! We're holding back out of respect for our shared bloodline. You're an outsider, so don't you go looking for fucking trouble!"
Hearing this, the old man's expression hardened as well. "Young friend, if you refuse, then don't blame us for settling the score over Yang Jie's death with you!"
Though the old man could tell Chen Dong was formidable and didn't want any extra trouble, Wang Xue was simply too important to them. The Nanchuan Yang Family had practically mobilized all its forces for her sake; Yang Jie was just a pawn sent to scout the way. Since Chen Dong was now blocking their plans, the old man didn't mind erasing him first.
Chen Dong said calmly, "I said no. That's final."
A murderous glint flashed in the old man's eyes. He stepped forward and threw a palm strike at Chen Dong.
Still seated on the sofa, Chen Dong met the attack with a palm strike of his own.
Palm met palm. Neither man budged an inch.
The members of the Nanchuan Yang Family were utterly stunned. 'This young man can actually match the Patriarch's palm strike? Unbelievable! Doesn't that mean he's also at the Tiangang level?'
The Nanchuan Yang Family's prodigy, the Qilin'Er named Yang Lin who was dressed like a student, was even more stunned. He'd always thought himself exceptionally talented for reaching the Grandmaster Realm at twenty-two. He never imagined he'd encounter such a powerhouse just by coming on one trip with his grandfather. His confidence took a massive hit.
After a few breaths, the old man's face flushed red. He was forced to take a step back, wrenching his hand away. As he retreated that single step, the floor beneath his foot instantly spiderwebbed with cracks.
This was only possible because the old man's cultivation was high enough to channel the excess True Qi into the ground, and because Chen Dong had no intention of killing him. Otherwise, he never would have been able to withdraw his palm so easily.
After retracting his palm, the old man said coldly, "Impressive, young friend! From now on, our two Yang Families will go our separate ways!" Turning to his family members, he ordered, "We're leaving!" and led the way out.
The burly man shot Chen Dong a cold snort before following. The student-like Yang Lin gave Chen Dong a long, deep look, then also turned and left.
Only after the group had truly left did Yang Rong and the others finally let out a sigh of relief.
Yang Rong immediately turned to Wang Xue and asked, "Mom, are you hiding something from us?"
Wang Xue looked distressed. "I'm not, really. It's good that they're gone. Let's just live our lives peacefully from now on. We must never have anything to do with the Nanchuan Yang Family again!"
Chen Dong could tell Wang Xue was holding something back, but he had no intention of digging deeper. Things like this usually spelled trouble. Since the old man had been willing to let the matter rest, Chen Dong couldn't be bothered with it either.
He took out a pill and tossed it to Yang Rong. "This is a Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill. It will improve your natural aptitude. The stronger you become, the fewer problems I'll have to deal with."
Ignoring the Yang Family's pleas for him to stay, Chen Dong then left the Yang Family Villa.
As usual, he hitched a ride with Li Huiran back to the Li Family Manor.
That night, Chen Dong received another call from Yang Rong. The moment he answered, he heard her sobbing voice. "They came back! They just kidnapped my mom!"