Ye Beichen made a powerful entrance, carrying a coffin on his shoulder, to celebrate the King of Jiangnan's birthday, shaking the entire residence.

"Who is this kid?"

"Someone brought a coffin for the King of Jiangnan?"

The wealthy tycoons from Jiangnan, Eastern Jiang, and Jinling appeared one after another, watching Ye Beichen walk in with shock.

Ye Beichen walked step by step.

The Imperial Guard Commanders of the King of Jiangnan appeared one by one, trying to stop Ye Beichen, but they were no match for him and fell to the ground, dead, staining the residence with blood.

The outer courtyard of the residence was filled with people of average status.

Only inside were the top figures.

"King of Jiangnan, five years ago, my Ye family of three perished at the hands of two of your retainers. Don't you owe me an explanation?

What did my Ye family do to provoke you into committing such an atrocity?

King of Jiangnan, if you don't give me an answer today, I'll bury your entire residence with you!" Ye Beichen, like a demon king, left a statement with each step he took.

No one could stop him wherever he went.

The commotion he caused finally alarmed the inner residence.

At this moment, deep within the King of Jiangnan's mansion, a middle-aged man sat upright on the highest throne in the hall.

This man was the King of Jiangnan!

With a square face, a beard, and piercing eyes, he exuded an aura of authority without anger.

"Ye Beichen, he actually came?" The King of Jiangnan was surprised.

Two hours ago, he had just heard of this man's name, causing a scene at the Zhao family's engagement.

An hour ago, he had just heard that the Zhao family was wiped out, two commanders were killed in battle, and a retainer died suddenly.

Now, Ye Beichen dared to break into the residence!

Originally, he planned to deal with Ye Beichen after his sixtieth birthday banquet.

Unexpectedly, Ye Beichen came on his own.

"Heh, what audacity, Uncle King, on your sixtieth birthday, someone dares to cause trouble?"

"Don't worry, Uncle King, with us here, he's definitely going to die today!"

"Let's all go have a look!"

A dozen young people, all dressed in designer clothes and of extraordinary demeanor, couldn't help but laugh. They were all from wealthy or noble backgrounds, hailing from the four great clans of Jinling: Jia, Shi, Wang, and Xue.

They controlled the Bureau of Weaving across Jiangnan, Eastern Jiang, and Jinling, holding high positions of power.

These young people volunteered and walked outside.

The King of Jiangnan was a bit worried, frowning slightly, and followed them out.

"Where is the King of Jiangnan?"

As the King of Jiangnan stepped out of the hall, he saw a young man walking through the back courtyard gate with a dragon-like stride, carrying a coffin, exuding an impressive aura.

"Ye Beichen, I am here!"

The King of Jiangnan spoke indifferently.

"Are you the King of Jiangnan?" Ye Beichen looked at the middle-aged man.

He directly questioned, "Five years ago, was the death of my Ye family of three related to you?"

Before the King of Jiangnan could answer, a young man beside him sneered, "Kid, who do you think you are, speaking here?"

"Kneel, bind your hands, and then get out!"

"Uncle King's sixtieth birthday, where did you come from, daring to cause trouble here, do you want your entire clan wiped out?"

Several young men scolded.

"Get out!" Ye Beichen said just two words.

"What?"

"You want us to get out?"

These young masters' faces darkened, a surge of anger erupted, they were used to being arrogant in Jinling, never treated like this.

"Say one more word, and I'll kill you." Ye Beichen said nonchalantly.

"Kill me? Try it." A young man sneered, he was from the Xue family of Jinling.

"Poof!"

Ye Beichen raised his hand, plucked a leaf, flicked it, and it sliced through the young man's throat from the Xue family of Jinling.

Dead!

"You!!!"

These young masters were terrified, their faces changed drastically, and they all retreated in fear.

"Heaven-Rank Martial Artist?" A cold voice came from behind them.

An old man slowly stepped out, blocking in front of the young masters, and said coldly, "Young man, do you know who you killed? This is the second son of the third branch of the Xue family, and you dare to kill someone from the Xue family. Didn't your master teach you the rules when you learned martial arts?"

"My master didn't teach me to be a lapdog for the powerful either." Ye Beichen sneered.

"You!"

The old man was furious, "You insolent brat, you're seeking death!"

He leaped like a monkey, attacking Ye Beichen with fierce moves.

"Wait, hold on." The King of Jiangnan quickly spoke.

These young masters didn't know what happened at the Zhao family, nor did they know that one of his retainers and three Imperial Guard Commanders had already died at Ye Beichen's hands.

"Uncle King, don't worry, Master Han is a mid-tier Heaven-Rank Martial Artist, killing him is like killing a dog!" A young man laughed and shook his head.

His name was Jia Yiqiu, from the leading clan of the four great clans of Jinling—the Jia family.

"With Master Han taking action, this kid is dead." Shi Tianyun sneered.

"What a pity for Xue Feng, to die just like that." Xue Wanli shook his head. Xue Feng was his cousin, but there was no regret on his face.

These young masters all had cold smiles on their lips.

"Bang—!"

But as soon as Master Han made a move, Ye Beichen punched him in the chest.

Master Han's heartbeat stopped instantly, dead!

"Master Han!"

Jia Yiqiu exclaimed.

"How is this possible?"

"Master Han was killed with one punch?"

Shi Tianyun and Xue Wanli were in disbelief, and the group of young masters was even more stunned, their faces pale.

"King of Jiangnan, was the death of my parents and brother related to you, and what about the retainer by your side? Why hasn't he come out!" Ye Beichen ignored Jia Yiqiu and the others.

He strode forward, stepping on Master Han's corpse, walking towards the King of Jiangnan.

"Ye Beichen, this is the King of Jiangnan's residence, it's not your place to cause trouble!"

Suddenly, an old voice came, and an old man slowly walked out from the hall behind the King of Jiangnan.

"Old Yang!"

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The King of Jiangnan nodded slightly, even he showed this person respect.

"Who are you?" Ye Beichen frowned.

"I am Yang Tianxuan."

The old man said slowly, stepping forward with a strange movement, standing right in front of the King of Jiangnan.

"Yang Tianxuan?"

"Taichi Grandmaster!"

The entire audience was shocked!

Yang Tianxuan's name was known throughout Jiangnan, Eastern Jiang, Jiangbei, Jinling, and even the Southeastern Province of the Dragon Nation.

The Taichi lineage, intimidating the world, renowned in the southeast!

Jia Yiqiu was shocked, thinking to himself: 'It seems the King of Jiangnan's ambitions are not limited to this! Joining forces with the Yang family of the Taichi lineage, is he planning to expand outward? It seems this birthday banquet was not in vain.'

Shi Tianyun and Xue Wanli glanced at each other, seeing a hint of shock in each other's eyes.

"So there's a Taichi Grandmaster present!"

"No wonder the King of Jiangnan is so fearless!"

"Has the King of Jiangnan allied with the Yang family?"

Wang Fugui, the richest man in Jiangshui County, the chairman of Jiangnan Yongsheng Motors, and Director Lin of the Jinyuan Five-Star Hotel, all suddenly realized, and the crowd began to whisper.

Unexpectedly, Ye Beichen faced the Taichi Grandmaster without changing his expression: "Get lost! Or, die!"

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