"Hahaha, you want to know? Go ask the King of Jiangnan yourself."

Old Master Zhao laughed maniacally, "Hahaha, you killed my son and grandson, the Zhao family is finished, and you won't succeed in your revenge either! Ye Beichen, even if I die, I won't tell you who the real culprit is. Go ask the King of Jiangnan!"

Suddenly, Old Master Zhao sprang up.

He charged towards the coffin Ye Beichen had brought, smashing his head and dying instantly.

With malicious intent, even in death, he set a trap for Ye Beichen.

He directed all the information towards the King of Jiangnan, ensuring that if Ye Beichen dared to seek him out, he would meet certain death.

Even if the Zhao family was doomed, they would drag Ye Beichen down with them!

Ye Beichen watched coldly, knowing that even if Old Master Zhao didn't speak, he would personally seek out the King of Jiangnan to uncover the truth.

Ten minutes later, Ye Beichen walked out of the Zhao residence, having executed all the direct descendants of the Zhao family.

Blood for blood!

***

"What?"

The moment Ye Beichen left the Zhao residence, in a luxurious manor somewhere in Jiangnan, a stunning woman was momentarily stunned upon hearing the news.

"The Zhao family is destroyed? Worshipper Hong is dead?

And two Imperial Guard Commanders as well?

Junior Brother, oh Junior Brother, what a surprise... or should I say shock you've given me?" The woman, dressed in a qipao, showcased her perfect figure.

Her delicate brows sometimes relaxed, sometimes furrowed, and she sighed, "Ah, this is just like your temperament, your character. Back on the mountain, you had us ten sisters completely at your mercy."

"Ha!" As she spoke, the woman suddenly chuckled, outshining all the flowers.

She immediately ordered, "Alright, send someone to clean up the battlefield for my Junior Brother. The Zhao family's matters must not get out."

"Yes!"

The middle-aged man before her was the third Heaven-Rank Martial Artist in Jiangnan.

"By the way, Master, there's one more thing," the martial artist continued, "Your Junior Brother is carrying a coffin to see the King of Jiangnan. Today is also the King of Jiangnan's sixtieth birthday, and those few will likely be there."

"What?"

The woman finally lost her composure, shocked, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"Arrange a car for me. I need to go to the King of Jiangnan's residence. My Junior Brother is about to cause big trouble. Destroying the Zhao family is nothing, just a small matter, but...!"

The woman hurriedly rushed out of the hall, got into a bulletproof Rolls-Royce, and headed straight for the King of Jiangnan's residence, "I hope I'm not too late. Provoking the King of Jiangnan is one thing, but if those in Jinling get angry, it could be quite troublesome..."

***

The King of Jiangnan's residence was located in the city center, in the most prosperous area.

The entire estate was vast, larger than two or three city blocks combined, resembling a palace.

In the modern bustling city, surrounded by skyscrapers, there was a Chinese-style estate, making one marvel at the King of Jiangnan's immense wealth.

Today, the entire residence was festive, adorned with lanterns and streamers, drums and gongs resounding, firecrackers crackling, flags waving, and crowds bustling.

Because today was the King of Jiangnan's sixtieth birthday!

Top socialites and bigwigs were all arriving to celebrate the King of Jiangnan's birthday.

The Zhao family had chosen today for a betrothal, hoping to bask in the King of Jiangnan's good fortune.

But unexpectedly, Ye Beichen returned today.

"Who is that?"

"What's happening? A young man carrying a coffin, what is he doing?"

Pedestrians on the street witnessed a shocking scene.

A young man was striding forward, carrying a blood-stained coffin, walking down the streets of the modern metropolis, creating a powerful visual impact.

"What is he doing?"

Many pedestrians were shocked, incredulous.

Ye Beichen ignored all the onlookers, walking step by step towards the King of Jiangnan's residence.

"He's heading towards the King of Jiangnan's residence!"

"Is this young man crazy?"

"He's carrying a coffin towards the King of Jiangnan's residence, does he have a death wish?"

"Today is the King of Jiangnan's sixtieth birthday. Even carrying a coffin on the street could be seen as disrespectful to the King of Jiangnan!"

Countless onlookers stood frozen, completely stunned.

"Thud! Thud! Thud!"

Ye Beichen's steps were quick, and though he seemed to take just one step, everyone was amazed to find that this step covered a great distance.

An ordinary person might step only seventy or eighty centimeters, but Ye Beichen's step spanned seven or eight meters.

He hadn't taken many steps before disappearing from everyone's sight.

"The richest man in Jiangshui County, Wang Fugui, presents a Jade Guanyin worth eight million!"

"The chairman of Jiangnan Yongsheng Motors presents a Rolls-Royce Phantom!"

"The president of Jinyuan Five-Star Hotel, Director Lin, presents a Supreme Blood Coral Tree!"

"…"

All the top tycoons of Jiangnan were present, and at the entrance, a person was reading the list of gifts, letting one in at a time.

These bigwigs, who were usually dominant figures in Jiangnan, were lined up at the King of Jiangnan's gate, like office workers buying buns in the morning.

"Ye Beichen, presents the King of Jiangnan with a coffin!"

The entrance to the King of Jiangnan's residence fell into dead silence.

Everyone turned to look, eyes filled with shock.

"Ye Beichen?"

"Presents a coffin?"

"The same Ye Beichen who killed Zhao Erchen and Zhao Tai?" Many of the wealthy recognized Ye Beichen and were astonished that he dared to come here.

This was the King of Jiangnan's residence!

"What audacity!"

"Dare to cause trouble at the residence? Arrest him!" An Imperial Guard Commander appeared, directing hundreds of armored warriors to charge forward in unison, surrounding Ye Beichen.

"Bang!"

Ye Beichen was unafraid, using the coffin as a weapon, sweeping in all directions.

These Imperial Guards were no match for Ye Beichen, who wielded the fine redwood coffin, causing them to cough up blood, with broken limbs scattered, lying on the ground wailing.

Even the Imperial Guard Commander was kicked by Ye Beichen, his chest bones shattering as he died.

"Boom—!"

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Under the stunned gaze of the crowd, Ye Beichen forcefully walked through the gates of the King of Jiangnan's residence, throwing the coffin to the ground, saying: "Write, Ye Beichen, presents a coffin!"

"Yes…"

The middle-aged man recording the gifts trembled all over, his hand shaking as he wrote down Ye Beichen's name and gift with a quivering brush.

"Is he defying the heavens?"

Wang Fugui, the richest man in Jiangshui County, was terrified.

Beside him, the chairman of Jiangnan Yongsheng Motors and Director Lin of Jinyuan Five-Star Hotel also stepped aside in fear, allowing Ye Beichen to pass.

Other tycoons were equally shocked.

"King of Jiangnan, come out and meet me! I have something to ask you!"

Ye Beichen, with his hands behind his back, showed no regard for the King of Jiangnan's residence as a significant place, walking into the estate under the shocked and terrified eyes of countless guests.

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