Chen Feiyu looked at the old man with a grim expression. He could feel the old man's immense power, a power that could only belong to a cultivator at the ninth rank or higher.
"Chairman Jin, you should leave first," Chen Feiyu said softly.
"Be careful," Jin Hailu said, knowing her presence was too dangerous. She prepared to depart.
"No one is leaving!" Kong Xuanxiang roared.
Hearing Kong Xuanxiang's words, the old man stood up.
"You are no match for me. Why not surrender and join our Kong family?" the old man said, looking at Chen Feiyu.
Chen Feiyu reached behind him and pulled out a spherical object. This was the gas bomb given to him by Qin Hanchu.
"I am indeed no match for you, but I can make your young master a companion in death," Chen Feiyu said, holding up the gas bomb. Qin Hanchu had given him three of them, and Chen Feiyu was reluctant to use them unless absolutely necessary.
"What is that?" the old man asked, frowning.
"A gas bomb. It can take a life in mere seconds," Chen Feiyu sneered. "Want to try it?"
Upon hearing this, the old man's gaze held a hint of apprehension. Chen Feiyu, with his peak eighth-rank cultivation, was not easy to subdue. If Chen Feiyu's words were true, Kong Xuanxiang would be in grave danger.
"Aren't you afraid you'll die here too?" the old man asked.
"I've already taken the antidote. What's there to fear?" Chen Feiyu replied.
"You've taken the antidote, but what about Jin Hailu? If you have the guts, kill her too," Lin Jiaxue interjected.
Chen Feiyu's expression shifted slightly. This was his greatest concern.
"You speak the truth. Go ahead and do it if you dare," the old man said. The moment the words left his mouth, he lunged at Chen Feiyu like a leopard.
At that precise moment, the door to the reception room was kicked open. The entire door panel flew towards the old man. The old man's eyes widened in shock. He struck the door panel with his palm.
*Boom!*
The door panel shattered, scattering on the ground.
"Old man, do you want to die?"
Qin Hanchu strode into the reception room, his gaze falling upon the Golden Lion guards lying on the ground with broken limbs. The sight filled him with explosive rage.
"As expected of a ninth rank, truly astonishing," the old man said, his voice filled with shock.
"You are Qin Hanchu?" Kong Xuanxiang sneered. "I intended to sleep with this woman before you arrived, but I didn't expect you to come so quickly. It doesn't matter; it'll be more fun to do it in front of you."
Hearing this, Qin Hanchu's fury intensified. He now understood why the fight had broken out – Kong Xuanxiang intended to harm Jin Hailu. It was fortunate that Chen Feiyu had managed to stall for time.
"Take a good look at this world, for you are about to bid it farewell," Qin Hanchu said, his gaze fixed on Kong Xuanxiang with killing intent.
"You want to kill me? Do you dare?" Kong Xuanxiang laughed. "Dare you oppose my Kong family?"
Qin Hanchu offered no further reply, striding forward. The old man lost his composure. He was well aware of Qin Hanchu's mastery of poison.
"Are you sure you want to oppose the Kong family!" the old man threatened. "If you provoke the Kong family, even billions in wealth will be in vain."
"If you touch my fiancée, even the Heavenly Emperor himself will die!"
As the words fell, Qin Hanchu was already in front of the old man. The old man was a late-stage ninth-rank cultivator, his strength terrifying. However, his opponent was Qin Hanchu. If Qin Hanchu hadn't been concealing his true strength, he could have sent the old man to hell in a single move.
"Darling, we should leave. While the senior is powerful, he might not be able to stop him," Lin Jiaxue said, having expected the Kong family's prestige to deter Qin Hanchu. She hadn't anticipated Qin Hanchu's intent to kill Kong Xuanxiang. Although the old man was formidable, he was still only a ninth-rank cultivator. At the battle of Han Shi Manor, Qin Hanchu had fought six ninth-rank cultivators alone and emerged undefeated, showcasing his immense power. If the old man was no match for Qin Hanchu, their fate would be sealed.
"Why panic? Uncle Hu is a late-stage ninth-rank expert. He is definitely no match for Uncle Hu," Kong Xuanxiang said confidently, refusing to believe Qin Hanchu could defeat Uncle Hu.
Lin Jiaxue watched the unfolding battle with worry. In terms of pure strength, Qin Hanchu was undoubtedly no match for Uncle Hu. However, she feared Qin Hanchu's proficiency with poison.
"Kid, you're good with poison, aren't you? If you don't use it now, you won't have the chance," Uncle Hu said with a cold laugh during the fight.
"Why would I need poison to kill you!" Qin Hanchu's offensive intensified.
"I'd like to see how you win without poison," Uncle Hu replied. He had prepared himself to counter Qin Hanchu's poison. Without poison, Qin Hanchu would certainly not be his opponent. The battle between the two appeared extremely perilous, but in reality, everything was under Qin Hanchu's control. After a full half hour, Qin Hanchu had played enough. Qin Hanchu's offensive suddenly became ferocious. Uncle Hu, who had previously held the upper hand, was now suppressed. At that moment, Qin Hanchu struck Uncle Hu's chest with his palm.
*Pfft!*
Uncle Hu spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with astonishment. He didn't even understand what had happened. How had Qin Hanchu hit him? He seemed to have no openings. As he was reeling in shock, Qin Hanchu's second killing blow arrived. Uncle Hu tried to dodge, but Qin Hanchu's speed was too great; he could no longer evade it.
"No!" Uncle Hu roared in defiance.
*Bang!*
Qin Hanchu's fist slammed violently into Uncle Hu's temple. Uncle Hu collapsed to the ground, his life extinguished. A late-stage ninth-rank martial artist had just perished! It all happened so fast that Kong Xuanxiang hadn't even reacted before Uncle Hu was dead.
"Let's go!" Lin Jiaxue was the first to react, pulling Kong Xuanxiang as she attempted to flee. However, Qin Hanchu would not allow them to escape. Lin Jiaxue saw a blur before her eyes; Qin Hanchu had appeared in front of her.
*Slap!*
Qin Hanchu's palm struck Lin Jiaxue's face fiercely. Lin Jiaxue fell to the ground, two teeth dislodged from her mouth.
"You... what are you doing? I am a direct descendant of the Kong family. There are several Grandmaster experts guarding my clan. If you kill me..." Kong Xuanxiang's words were cut short as Qin Hanchu grabbed his throat.
"Don't be so arrogant in your next life." With a sudden, fierce squeeze, Qin Hanchu ended Kong Xuanxiang's life. Kong Xuanxiang's eyes widened in terror as his breath ceased. He had never imagined Qin Hanchu would be so decisive, not even bothering with excessive words. Poor Kong Xuanxiang, not only did he fail to have his way with Lin Jiaxue, but he also lost his life.
"Young Master!" The four Kong family guards stared at Qin Hanchu in horror. No one had expected Qin Hanchu to actually kill Kong Xuanxiang. He was a direct descendant of the Kong family; how dared Qin Hanchu?
Lin Jiaxue sat on the ground, numb. The pain in her mouth had vanished. She was the one who had brought Kong Xuanxiang out. Even if Qin Hanchu didn't kill her, the Kong family would not spare her. This time, she had truly sealed her own doom.
"Get back and tell your patriarch, if you want revenge, come find me, Qin Hanchu," Qin Hanchu said, casually tossing Kong Xuanxiang's corpse to the ground as he shouted at the four Kong family guards.