Han Buqun stared at Lin Chuyue, his eyes wolfish.
'Once Lin Chuyue gets a taste of a man, she'll never be able to leave me!'
He reached out to grab Lin Chuyue's slender, pale arm. "Heh heh, everyone, bear witness to how I'm about to enjoy Jiangcheng's number one beauty!"
BANG!
Just then, a deafening bang rocked the entire banquet hall!
Everyone jumped in fright and quickly turned to look.
The once tightly shut doors of the banquet hall were now teetering precariously.
CRACK!
The next second, the heavy doors crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
A towering figure strode into the hall.
His mood ruined, Han Buqun's expression instantly darkened.
He glared at the newcomer and bellowed, "Who is it?! Who dares cause trouble for my Han Family?!"
"This is my birthday banquet. If you dare ruin my fun, I don't care who you are—you won't be leaving here alive!"
"Is that so?!"
As the dust settled, Xiao Ye was revealed.
He wore a Daoist Robe that stirred without a breeze, and his aura was chilling.
His gaze immediately fell upon Lin Chuyue on the stage.
Her eyes were unfocused and her cheeks were flushed. Clearly, the Poisonous Insect had been triggered again.
'I was too careless. I didn't remove the Poisonous Insect completely.'
Xiao Ye stared coldly at Han Buqun. "You old bastard, you're truly shameless! Trying to steal my woman, and you even dare to use a Poisonous Insect on her! You must have a death wish, don't you?"
At his words, the crowd finally understood.
Lin Chuyue was famous in Jiangcheng as an ice-cold beauty, fiercely proud and never willing to bow her head to anyone.
For her to suddenly change her character like this... so it turned out she'd been subjected to such a despicable trick.
"Hmph!"
Han Buqun snorted heavily. "So what if I did?! Let me tell you, in Jiangcheng, the Han Family's word is law!"
"It's a blessing she's accumulated over several lifetimes to be able to marry into my Han Family! It's not your place to object, you pathetic pauper!"
"Get the hell out if you know what's good for you! Otherwise, you'll be leaving your worthless life behind!"
The guests erupted in laughter, seizing the opportunity to curry favor with the Han Family.
"Who is this poor brat? Daring to act all high and mighty in front of Old Master Han. Isn't he just courting death?"
"That's right, scram, you beggar! If you want to beg for food, go somewhere else!"
"Causing trouble at a Han Family banquet? You're the one who's tired of living! Watch out, or you'll end up a corpse right here!"
Xiao Ye ignored the crowd's jeers with disdain. 'Just a bunch of insignificant clowns.'
He grinned and yanked up Han Fei, whom he had been dragging behind him, revealing a face swollen and bruised from a beating.
Han Buqun instantly flew into a rage. "You bastard! You dare to capture my grandson? You're courting death!"
"Let him go this instant! Otherwise, I'll make you regret ever stepping through that door!"
"Oh, wow, you're scaring me to death," Xiao Ye said, a sneer curling his lip. "Do you really think I frighten that easily?"
"You old fossil, if you want your grandson back, you'll have to make a trade!"
'How could he let a prize already in his grasp just fly away?'
In Han Buqun's eyes, Lin Chuyue was already his private possession. He roared, "Men!"
"Sir!"
Bodyguards swarmed in, radiating killing intent.
"Kid, if you don't release Han Fei in three seconds, I'll have them break your arms and legs!"
"This is what happens when you provoke the Han Family!"
Seeing this, the guests immediately backed away, afraid of getting caught in the crossfire.
Xiao Ye's sharp gaze swept across the room as he let out a loud laugh. "It seems this is the Han Family's true nature. In that case, my assessment is complete!"
"Before I came down the mountain, my master told me that human nature is fundamentally wicked. He said those who attain power only to bully the weak and become a scourge upon the land absolutely cannot be spared!"
"Today, I will eliminate this scourge on my master's behalf and take back the Golden Saber the Han Family borrowed eighteen years ago!"
"The Han Family will hand over the Golden Saber within three minutes. Otherwise... you will face the consequences!"
"First, I'll give the Han Family a little gift, so you can see what happens to those who break their promises!"
The moment he finished speaking, Xiao Ye abruptly lifted his arm and hurled Han Fei through the air!
THUD!
Han Fei slammed heavily onto the floor and immediately coughed up a large mouthful of blood.
The pristine white carpet was instantly stained crimson.
"Grand... Grandfather... save..."
Han Fei looked toward Han Buqun, struggling to reach out an arm for help.
Before he could finish speaking, his eyes bulged wide, and he breathed his last!
A bodyguard rushed forward and checked for Han Fei's breath. His face drained of color. "The young master... the young master is dead!"
What?
Dead!
The guests' faces paled, and they all scrambled backward in unison.
What should have been a day of great celebration for the Han Family had turned into a funeral, an elder forced to see the young die first.
No one dared to provoke the grieving and enraged Han Family at a time like this.
Han Buqun stared blankly at the dead Han Fei, his face a mask of disbelief.
Years ago, he had indeed received a Golden Saber from an old Daoist, and his fortune had soared ever since.
In return, the Han Family's first granddaughter was betrothed to the old Daoist's disciple.
After eighteen years, the disciple would come to reclaim the saber and take his bride.
Any breach of the agreement would result in a cataclysmic disaster!
He had assumed that after eighteen long years, the old Daoist would have long since died and turned to dust, allowing the Han Family to keep the Golden Saber forever.
But he had never imagined... that the old Daoist's disciple would actually show up!
Hearing the two words "Golden Saber," the guests below began to whisper amongst themselves.
"The legend of the Golden Saber is actually true?"
"You didn't know? Several of the great families in our Jiangcheng rose to prominence by borrowing from the mystery of the Golden Saber."
"My grandpa told me that expert was a living immortal who could predict the future. Anyone who borrowed a saber from him on credit could become a regional tycoon. The only catch is that when it's time to return the saber and break the engagement, you have to give up half the wealth you've accumulated... otherwise, your family will be shattered and destroyed..."
"Looks like the Han Family has really picked a fight with the wrong person this time."
"Shh, keep your voice down! Do you have a death wish?"
The crowd buzzed with discussion, a variety of expressions on their faces.
Han Buqun stood on the stage, his eyes sinister.
'The Golden Saber is the very foundation of the Han Family's fortune. No matter what, I can never return it!'
'The old Daoist is probably so long dead that not even his bones remain. What's there to fear from a mere disciple!'
'As long as the one who came to collect the saber is dead, no one will ever be able to take away the Han Family's immense fortune!'
"Men! Beat this nonsense-spouting brat to death and throw his body out!"
"He killed my most beloved grandson! I want his life for my grandson's—a life for a life!"
The bodyguards, who had been waiting for the order, immediately sprang into action!
Xiao Ye's eyes blazed as he thrust out a palm.
THWACK!
A bodyguard collapsed at the sound, his breathing ceasing on the spot.
THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
Under the force of Xiao Ye's palm strikes, the bodyguards surrounding him dropped dead to the floor one by one!
They didn't even have time to scream before they were sent to the Underworld to meet the King of Hell.
Han Buqun stumbled backward in terror. 'This kid... how is he so strong?!'
'Could it be... he's as powerful as that Celestial Profound Expert from all those years ago?'
"You dare kill my son! You're courting death!"
Han Jianye charged into the banquet hall with a group of thugs.
Seeing Han Fei on the floor, veins bulged on his forehead in an uncontrollable rage. "Tear him to pieces!"
Xiao Ye stretched his arms, producing a series of CRACKs. "You think the likes of you can kill me?"
"Today, I'll show you what I'm really made of!"
With that, he lunged forward like a starving tiger pouncing on its prey!
Fists and feet flew!
In the blink of an eye, a whole swath of the thugs Han Jianye had brought were on the ground!
Xiao Ye planted his foot on a downed thug's chest and beckoned with his middle finger. "How many more of you are there? Bring them on!"
"Perfect. I haven't had a good warmup since coming down the mountain!"
"Kid, I'd advise you not to be so arrogant."
Ding Shan Jia snorted coldly as he came to Han Buqun's side, completely disregarding Xiao Ye.
"Master Ding!"
Han Buqun's confidence instantly returned. "Quick, kill this kid for me!"
Ding Shan Jia let out a vicious laugh. "Rest assured. Today, I will make sure this kid leaves here as a corpse!"