"Stop!"

Suddenly, a frail voice echoed, carrying a hint of coldness.

A young man, accompanied by a group of handsome men and beautiful women, emerged from the nearby gate.

Their clothes were luxurious, indicating wealth and status.

Upon seeing the ground littered with corpses, they showed no surprise, merely frowning.

Some even covered their noses, finding the smell of blood overwhelming!

That was all.

The young man leading them had a pale complexion and unsteady steps, clearly drained of vitality.

Dark circles shadowed his eyes, and his long hair made him resemble a patient deprived of sunlight for too long.

"Who are you to cause trouble at Long Lake Manor? Let him go!" the pale young man commanded, his tone carrying an air of authority.

Jia Chengxu!

The eldest grandson of the Jia Family, the foremost among the Four Great Clans of Jinling.

He was uneducated and idle, a notorious playboy.

In the younger generation of the Jia Family, Jia Chengxu was considered a wastrel.

But his mother was formidable, the daughter of a prominent figure in Dragon Capital.

Even though Jia Chengxu couldn't become the future head of the Jia Family, no one dared to mess with him in Jinling!

"Young Master Jia, save me..."

Hong Wu, grasping at straws, quickly pleaded.

These were all young members of the Four Great Clans, gathered at Long Lake Manor for a party tonight.

Upon hearing gunshots, they all rushed over.

And then the scene unfolded.

Ye Beichen looked at Jia Chengxu, his expression indifferent: "Who do you think you are, telling me to let him go? This has nothing to do with you, get lost!"

"What did you say?"

Jia Chengxu's face darkened.

The other young members of the Four Great Clans present didn't recognize Ye Beichen and were shocked by his words.

This was Jia Chengxu; was he crazy?

"I said, get lost!" Ye Beichen replied coldly.

"Break his limbs and throw him into Long Lake to feed the fish," Jia Chengxu ordered coldly, pointing at Ye Beichen.

"Yes!"

Behind Jia Chengxu, an old man nodded!

He suddenly exerted force with his legs, pouncing like a leopard, appearing in front of Ye Beichen!

He didn't strike, instead looking at Ye Beichen with amusement: "Was it too fast, did it scare you?"

"Martial Grandmaster?"

Ye Beichen's eyes narrowed.

"Kid, you have some insight. Did you hear Young Master Jia's words? Should I make a move, or will you..." the old man taunted with a smile.

But before he could finish his sentence, he let out a scream: "Ah..."

Because Ye Beichen had already made his move!

Ye Beichen reached out, grabbing the old man's neck, lifting him like a chick.

"Crack."

A crisp sound echoed.

The Martial Grandmaster didn't even understand what happened before Ye Beichen easily crushed his neck, tossing him aside.

The entire process took less than three seconds!

The scene fell into a dead silence!

The young members of the Four Great Clans with Jia Chengxu all gasped, retreating in horror!

This was terrifying!

They knew the terrifying strength of this old man, a genuine Martial Grandmaster!

A real Martial Grandmaster!

He was a Martial Grandmaster personally assigned by Jia Chengxu's mother to protect him.

A Martial Grandmaster, capable of catching sniper bullets with bare hands, was killed like a rabbit by this man?

How old was this young man?

He looked even younger than them!

Twenty?

Or twenty-five?

Terrifying.

Everyone stared at Ye Beichen in shock.

Even Hong Wu couldn't help but shiver, forgetting the intense pain in his legs.

The Martial Grandmaster was killed by Ye Beichen, leaving no room for hope in his heart.

Only Jia Chengxu's eye twitched!

Yes, he wasn't afraid. Though startled, he quickly calmed down.

His grandfather was a big figure in Dragon Capital; he wasn't even afraid of War Gods, let alone a young man.

Moreover, Jia Chengxu guessed the young man's identity, uttering two words: "Ye Beichen?"

Jia Chengxu, though a playboy, was smart.

The Zhao Family of Jiangnan was destroyed, the King of Jiangnan dead!

Even though Jia Chengxu was in Jinling, he was well-informed!

He was a playboy, but not stupid!

No one but Ye Beichen could be so young and kill a Grandmaster so easily; there was no one so formidable in Jinling!

"What?"

"He's Ye Beichen!"

"He's the one who destroyed the Zhao Family and killed the King of Jiangnan?" The other young members of the clans instinctively took a few steps back.

Jia Chengxu wasn't afraid of Ye Beichen, but they were.

They didn't have Jia Chengxu's terrifying background!

"Since you know me, why aren't you leaving?" Ye Beichen said coldly.

"Hahaha!"

Jia Chengxu suddenly laughed, a hint of madness in his voice, not taking Ye Beichen seriously: "Do you know who you're talking to?"

"Do you think I'm like the Zhao Family or the King of Jiangnan, some kind of trash?"

"You killed my servant and want me to leave?"

"Do you believe I can give an order and make you disappear without a trace?"

Jia Chengxu finished, looking at Ye Beichen with amusement.

"You're too noisy!"

Ye Beichen, uninterested in this self-important guy, kicked a bullet from the ground, piercing Jia Chengxu's head!

"Poof!"

The laughter abruptly stopped.

Jia Chengxu's eyes widened, a hole in his forehead, blood gushing out.

"Bang—!"

His body fell straight down, eyes bulging!

Jia Chengxu's face was filled with horror, as if asking, didn't he know who I am?

How dare he kill me?

"Young Master Jia..."

"Dead, dead! Young Master Jia is dead!"

"Ah!"

A wave of terrified screams erupted, everyone fleeing the hall in a frenzy.

Jia Chengxu was dead, Jinling was about to change!

Ye Beichen only wanted to find the murderer of his parents; Jia Chengxu was of no concern to him.

"I don't want to ask again," Ye Beichen said calmly, looking down at Hong Wu.

Hong Wu trembled all over, struggling to lift his head to look at Ye Beichen!

This wastrel he hunted five years ago had grown so terrifying!

He even dared to kill Jia Chengxu!

Hong Wu gave a bitter, self-mocking smile: "I never imagined, in just five years, you'd grow so fearsome."

"Not answering the question," Ye Beichen said flatly.

"Crack."

He stomped down, crushing one of Hong Wu's arms.

"Ah—!" Hong Wu screamed in pain, quickly speaking: "I'll talk, I'll talk... I really don't know who killed your parents, but I can tell you, the King of Jiangnan was a disciple of War God Lingfeng, maybe War God Lingfeng knows."

"War God Lingfeng?" Ye Beichen frowned.

That Jun Wuhui seemed to represent War God Lingfeng, coming to capture the Tenth Senior Sister!

But he failed and returned!

Could it be War God Lingfeng who wanted to kill him?