As soon as the words fell, Ye Beichen made his move, his speed unbelievably fast.

He charged at the White Woman like a beast, extending a hand to strike her head!

"You!!!"

The White Woman was scared to death.

She never expected Ye Beichen's speed to be so terrifying!

However, this woman was also an ancient martial artist!

According to the Dragon Nation's martial rank system, she was at the Grandmaster level!

Could it be that her Grandmaster-level strength was still no match for Ye Beichen?

Just as this thought flashed through her mind, the White Woman instinctively struck out.

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Her fair fist punched out!

Aimed at Ye Beichen's palm!

The moment their arms made contact, a crisp 'crack' was heard!

The White Woman's arm broke, the bone piercing through flesh!

A horrifying sight!

"Ah... how dare you do this to me? I will kill you!!! No matter who you are, I will make you wish you were dead!" the White Woman screamed venomously.

In her extreme anger, her Mandarin was surprisingly good!

Ye Beichen coldly replied, "You have no chance now, go join Ruoyu and Ruoxue!"

Bang!

A punch landed on the White Woman's chest!

She spat out a mouthful of blood, her chest caving in!

She flew back, crashing into a stone pillar, her head bursting upon impact!

"Romis! No!"

A blond, blue-eyed, handsome White Man beside her cried out in anguish.

He charged at Ye Beichen like a mad beast!

Several other White men and women shouted, "Dawson, be careful!"

"This guy's strength is terrifying!"

"Come back!"

The blond, blue-eyed Dawson was blinded by rage, shouting:

"He killed Romis, I want him dead!"

"He must accompany Romis in death!!!"

"Is that so?"

Ye Beichen's eyes burned with fury: "When you killed Ruoyu and Ruoxue, you should have thought about accompanying them in death!"

"Dawson, no!"

"Stop him!"

Several White men and women shouted.

But it was too late!

Ye Beichen took a step forward, his movement mysterious, appearing in front of the White Man, Dawson!

He raised his hand and punched!

A dragon's roar echoed!

"Dragon-Subduing Fist!"

Wan Lingfeng, standing at the back, narrowed his eyes.

"Bang—!" The White Man, Dawson, was hit, flying like he was struck by a truck, and in mid-air... he exploded!

A living person, smashed to pieces by Ye Beichen's punch like a watermelon!

The remaining White men and women were scared out of their wits!

"Hiss!"

They kept gasping in shock.

What kind of person is this?

"Devil, he's a devil!" someone screamed in terror, almost scared senseless, turning to run.

"Trying to leave?"

Ye Beichen was furious!

His extreme anger, he never expected these people to invade the Ye Mansion!

"Die!" Ye Beichen shouted, lifting a boulder from the ground and hurling it fiercely.

"Poof!"

The fleeing White Man's spine was shattered, collapsing on the ground, dead on the spot!

"You!!!"

The remaining five White men and women flinched!

Their bodies trembled, covered in goosebumps!

A chilling coldness surged from their feet to the top of their heads!

'Oh, my god, who is this young man?'

'Too terrifying! I want to go back, I never want to set foot in the Dragon Nation again!'

They thought in terror!

Ye Beichen's eyes were bloodshot, walking step by step!

Like the Grim Reaper!

"Sir, don't misunderstand, what Romis said earlier was false, when we infiltrated this mansion, there was no one here!" a White Man shouted.

Ye Beichen replied coldly, "Do you think I would believe that?"

"Sir, it's true!"

"We really didn't kill anyone!"

"We came here just to get that card!"

These White men and women quickly said, looking at Ye Beichen with extreme caution.

This Dragon Nation man was truly terrifying!

Ye Beichen frowned, taking out his phone and dialing Zhou Ruoyu's number.

"Beep beep beep—!"

"Hello, Beichen brother, why are you calling me suddenly?"

Hearing Zhou Ruoyu's voice, Ye Beichen breathed a sigh of relief: "Ruoyu, where are you?"

Zhou Ruoyu giggled sweetly: "Me? I'm out shopping with Ruoxue and her friend Sun Qian."

"We haven't seen each other for a long time, we're all high school classmates."

"We're planning to buy some groceries and cook together tonight."

"My mom is out too, and Uncle Shen He said he wanted to follow and protect us, so he came along."

The anger in Ye Beichen's heart dissipated significantly!

He was truly worried to the point of chaos!

What Romis said earlier was just to provoke him!

Unexpectedly, it cost her life.

"Alright, take your time coming back." Ye Beichen exhaled deeply.

"Uh, why? We've already finished shopping." Zhou Ruoyu asked curiously.

Ye Beichen smiled lightly: "I want to eat the mandarin fish from near our old home, can you buy one and bring it back?"

"Okay, then wait for us at home." Zhou Ruoyu agreed, sweetly requesting.

Ye Beichen readily agreed.

He hung up the phone.

"Have someone clean this up, take these survivors away, and find out their background and true purpose." Ye Beichen pointed at the White men and women.

Wan Lingfeng respectfully answered, "Yes, Master!"

In the next second, Wan Lingfeng charged into the group like a beast, and these White men and women were no match for him.

He took them down one by one!

He then called the personal guards from outside the Ye Mansion: "Twenty minutes, clean this place up."

"Take these Whites for interrogation!"

"Remember, leave them alive!"

"Yes."

Wan Lingfeng's dozen personal guards stepped forward, taking these White men and women away!

"Stop! War God Lingfeng is inside, unauthorized personnel are prohibited from entering!" an angry shout came from outside.

Zhou Tianhao's shocked voice followed: "War God Lingfeng... what's going on?"

"Where's Beichen? Where's Ye Beichen?"

"Let him in." Ye Beichen spoke.

Wan Lingfeng's guards remained unmoved.

They acted as if they hadn't heard Ye Beichen's words!

Ye Beichen frowned.

Wan Lingfeng realized something was wrong and quickly reprimanded: "Didn't you hear Mr. Ye's words?"

His guards looked back in shock.

What the hell! What's going on?

Wan Lingfeng's voice continued: "From now on, Mr. Ye's words are my words!"

"No, Mr. Ye's words take precedence over mine!"

"Even if Mr. Ye orders you to kill me, you must do so without hesitation!"

"Understood?"

"Yes—!" Wan Lingfeng's well-trained guards responded in unison, shocked beyond belief.

'Oh my god, what's going on? War God, what happened to him? Didn't this young man kill War God's son? Why is War God treating him like this?'

The guards thought.

Zhou Tianhao was already let in, looking at the corpses and blood everywhere, his scalp tingling with fear.

"You... are you War God Lingfeng?" Zhou Tianhao's pupils contracted.