The matters of the Mojia and the Wu clan had already spread throughout Longmen.
Under Qin Hanchu's instruction, the spies hidden within the Qin clan in Longmen began to spread news of the Wu clan's fear of the Mojia.
It was common knowledge that the Mojia was more powerful than the Wu clan.
It was also natural for the Wu clan to be wary of the Mojia.
However, as more and more people propagated the notion that the Wu clan feared the Mojia, it began to take on a different meaning.
Under this narrative, the clansmen of the Wu clan were the first to be unable to bear it.
A sense of humiliation festered in their hearts.
Fueled by this humiliation, they grew to despise and hate the Mojia.
Conversely, the clansmen of the Mojia reveled in this sense of pride.
When facing the Wu clan, the Mojia members unconsciously adopted an arrogant demeanor, acting superior.
The clash of these two extreme mindsets naturally led to conflict.
In just half a month, members of the two families engaged in five to six minor brawls.
Although these were merely minor scuffles among the younger generation, they had already caused the relationship between the two clans to become increasingly tense.
That night, Qin Hanchu arrived at Longcheng's most upscale nightclub.
Within the nightclub, beautiful women with voluptuous figures weaved through the crowd.
These women all hoped to find a wealthy husband here.
Besides rich young masters, the scions of the Eight Great Ancient Clans also frequented this place.
Sitting at the bar, Qin Hanchu held a glass of wine and surveyed his surroundings.
"Handsome, we meet again." At this moment, the red-clad beauty from the Qin clan appeared beside Qin Hanchu.
Qin Hanchu ordered a drink for the beauty and then asked, "Are the people here?"
"Yes, they are," the red-clad beauty whispered. "What is your plan?"
"Have your beauties use a few small tricks to incite conflict between the two factions."
"When they start fighting, I will secretly eliminate the direct descendants of the Mojia."
Qin Hanchu whispered into the red-clad beauty's ear.
Feeling Qin Hanchu's breath, the red-clad beauty's face flushed.
After hearing Qin Hanchu's instructions, the red-clad beauty inwardly sighed at how resourceful this new clan leader was.
First, he used the deaths of the Wu clan's direct descendants to stir up opposition between the two clans, and then he used rumors to intensify their conflict.
Now, this move was intended to completely make the two clans turn against each other.
In broad daylight, a direct descendant of the Wu clan killed a direct descendant of the Mojia.
This matter could absolutely not be easily resolved.
The red-clad beauty left for a moment and quickly returned.
"The white-clad youth over there is Mo Fengyu's second son; this man is wicked and deserves to die."
"The blond-haired one on the right is Wu Zhenhai's eldest son; this brat has been the most outspoken in the recent clashes."
"The Mojia and the Wu clan are now like gunpowder, ready to ignite with a single spark!" the red-clad woman stated.
Qin Hanchu nodded. "Is the preparation ready?"
The red-clad woman handed a small box to Qin Hanchu.
This box was a high-tech device containing an ice needle as fine as a hair.
As Qin Hanchu took the box, he saw an incredibly beautiful woman enter the bar.
This woman was about twenty-eight or twenty-nine years old, exuding a captivating aura.
Even women like Lin Ying were somewhat inferior to this charm.
Of course, this woman's beauty was enhanced by makeup.
Her appearance immediately attracted the attention of many men.
The red-clad woman said to Qin Hanchu, "What do you think? Beautiful, isn't she?"
"Not bad," Qin Hanchu smiled.
The beauty seemingly passed by the Mojia and Wu clan members without any intention.
As she passed, two fish immediately took the bait.
Wu Zhenhai's eldest son was the first to rise and walk towards the beauty.
Mo Fengyu's second son did not want to be so hasty, but seeing Wu Zhenhai's eldest son approach, he immediately followed.
At this moment, neither family would miss any opportunity to make the other look foolish.
"Miss, are you alone?" Wu Zhenhai's eldest son said to the beautiful woman.
"She's mine tonight; you can scram," Mo Fengyu's second son said proudly.
"Mo Zhonghan, are you trying to cause trouble again?" Wu Zhenhai's eldest son roared.
Mo Zhonghan said smugly, "What? You want to show off again? Didn't your elders tell you to keep a low profile when you see someone from the Mojia?"
Hearing this, Wu Zhenhai's eldest son became furious. He lunged at Mo Fengyu's second son.
Within three sentences, the two began fighting, demonstrating the depth of their animosity.
As the two direct descendants clashed, other clansmen also rushed forward.
A brawl ensued.
Qin Hanchu and the red-clad woman quietly approached, blending into the crowd of onlookers.
Wu Zhenhai's eldest son was clearly stronger than Mo Zhonghan.
After more than twenty exchanges, Mo Zhonghan took a palm strike.
Just then, Wu Zhenhai's eldest son aimed a punch at Mo Zhonghan's chest.
Qin Hanchu had anticipated his move. With a flick of his wrist, the ice needle pierced Mo Zhonghan's heart.
The instant the ice needle entered his heart, Wu Zhenhai's eldest son's fist landed on Mo Zhonghan's chest.
Puff!
Mo Zhonghan immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
This scene stunned everyone.
Wu Zhenhai's eldest son's eyes widened in horror.
He had only used a fraction of his strength with that punch; it shouldn't have killed anyone!
Bang!
Under everyone's shocked gaze, Mo Zhonghan tilted his head back and collapsed.
"Second Young Master!"
The Mo clan members rushed forward in panic.
The Wu clan members were dumbfounded!
If Mo Zhonghan died, things would be dire!
"Step aside, I am a physician!" At this moment, Qin Hanchu rushed out of the crowd, shouting.
Hearing that there was a physician, the Mo clan members urgently said, "Quickly save our second young master."
Qin Hanchu quickly crouched down and then swiftly performed the Guiyuan Acupuncture technique.
Qin Hanchu appeared to be trying his best to save him!
After a moment, Qin Hanchu shook his head helplessly, "He's dead, beyond saving!"
This sentence was like a bolt from the blue.
Everyone present was shocked.
"It's over, the Mojia and the Wu clan are going to war!"
"These two families were already on the verge of conflict, and now the Mojia's second young master has been killed by the Wu clan's eldest son; this is the fuse."
Even ordinary people knew that a great war was about to break out.
"You... you quack doctor, I only punched him lightly, how could he die? He must not be dead yet!" Wu Zhenhai's son said in a panic.
Qin Hanchu took out the Mojia clan token and said, "I healed Elder Mo Yijian's legs; I am an honored guest of the Mojia. Do you think I would stand by and watch a Mojia descendant die tragically! You say you didn't use much force, so why did the Second Young Master spit blood?"
"I..." Wu Zhenhai's son was speechless, not knowing how to explain.
"Notify the clan leader and all the elders that the Second Young Master died after his heart meridian was severed!" Qin Hanchu said mournfully.
Seeing that Qin Hanchu possessed the Mojia clan token, the Mo clan members naturally obeyed his every word.
Besides, this matter still required notifying the clan.
Wu Zhenhai and others also hastily contacted the elders of their clan.
This matter was no longer something they could control!
"Arrest the murderer!"
"Any member of the Wu clan who resists will be considered to be at war with the Mojia!" Qin Hanchu shouted, holding the Mojia clan token.