Entering the wrong room, he became invincible after conquering the voluptuous aunt.

"What did you say?!"

Huang Xuan abruptly looked up, his eyes blazing with fury. He stared intently at Ye Feng, his martial saintly aura erupting so powerfully that the office windows rattled. "You ignorant scum, how dare you show such contempt for me, Huang Xuan?! Do you even know who I am?!"

Wei Yadong also retreated repeatedly, his eyes filled with disbelief as he looked at Ye Feng.

He's insane! This kid is absolutely insane!

That's right, Ye Feng can instantly kill a martial arts grandmaster and annihilate the top ten thugs in Southeast Asia with a single punch; his strength is indeed formidable.

But who is Huang Xuan? He's a peerless expert at the sixth rank of Martial Saint! He's also the adopted son of Shen Wudi, the Martial Emperor of Suzhou and Hangzhou! With the Huang family and Shen Wudi standing behind him, he's an untouchable force in Jiangcheng and even the entire province!

No matter how strong Ye Feng is, how could he possibly be a match for Huang Xuan?

Huang Xuan's eyes were icy cold, like two poisoned daggers, fixed on Ye Feng: "Boy, based on what you just said, I, Huang Xuan, will make sure you die a horrible death today! Not only will I kill you, but I'll grind you to dust and make you regret ever being born!"

"What's the point of all this nonsense?"

Ye Feng impatiently picked at his ear and said coldly, "Wait until your master, Shen Wudi, collects your corpse."

"court death!"

Huang Xuan was completely enraged. He roared and his figure instantly transformed into a blur, shooting towards Ye Feng like an arrow released from a bow.

The full power of a sixth-rank Martial Saint erupted, and terrifying true energy swept across the entire area, making the surrounding air thick and sticky.

He clenched his right fist, which was covered with a faint layer of golden true energy. It was his proudest secret technique - the Seven Wounds Martial Killing Fist!

This punch not only contains terrifying power, but also carries a strange energy. Once it hits, it will not only shatter the opponent's meridians, but also cause the opponent to bleed from all seven orifices and die. It is extremely vicious!

"Boy, prepare to die!"

Huang Xuan's fist, accompanied by a whistling sound, arrived in front of Ye Feng in an instant and slammed hard into his chest.

However, facing a punch that was powerful enough to kill a Martial Saint in the early stage, Ye Feng neither dodged nor flinched, but stood still and let the terrifying power fall on him.

"Bang!"

A deafening explosion erupted, true energy surged forth, and dust flew everywhere.

Huang Xuan laughed triumphantly, his eyes filled with cruelty as he looked at Ye Feng, who was enveloped by the force of the punch: "Hahaha! Kid, you actually dared to withstand my Seven Injury Martial Killing Fist! You're dead! In less than three seconds, your meridians will be severed, and you'll bleed from all seven orifices! This is the consequence of offending me, Huang Xuan!"

Everyone else in the office held their breath, waiting to see Ye Feng die a horrible death.

Su Siyun turned pale with fright and tried to rush forward, but Zhang Qingman held her back tightly.

However, under the watchful eyes of everyone—

Ye Feng slowly emerged from the swirling wind of the fist. He dusted himself off, shrugged, and looked at Huang Xuan with a playful smile, his tone incredibly relaxed: "Are you just tickling me?"

"This...how is this possible?!"

Huang Xuan's smile froze on his face instantly, his eyes widened in disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.

Even a Martial Saint of the same level wouldn't dare to directly withstand his Seven Injury Martial Killing Fist; they could only choose to dodge. Yet Ye Feng not only withstood it but emerged completely unscathed?!

What kind of monster is this?!

"Now, it's my turn to make a move."

Ye Feng's eyes instantly turned cold, and he unleashed the full power of his Nine Revolutions Profound Technique, his terrifying strength erupting like a dormant volcano. His figure flashed, swift as a ghost, and he instantly appeared before Huang Xuan.

Huang Xuan's expression changed drastically, and a strong sense of crisis surged in his heart. He dared not be careless, and hurriedly mustered all his true energy, roaring as he swung out his fists, trying to block Ye Feng's attack.

However, it was all in vain.

Ye Feng waved his hand lightly, seemingly ordinary, yet containing earth-shattering power.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, Huang Xuan's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the wall with a loud bang. A large crater was punched into the wall, and debris flew everywhere.

Huang Xuan fell to the ground from the pile of rubble, spitting out blood. Countless bones in his body were broken, and his breath instantly weakened to the extreme. His injuries were beyond description.

He looked up at Ye Feng, who was walking slowly towards him, his eyes filled with terror and resentment. His voice trembled as he asked, "You... what kind of cultivation technique do you practice? Why are you so strong?!"

Ye Feng did not answer his question, but walked up to him and stepped on his chest.

"what!"

Huang Xuan let out a painful scream, struggling violently, but he couldn't break free from Ye Feng's foot at all.

Ye Feng looked down at him, his eyes icy: "Clearly, you are the ant, aren't you? And ants must be prepared to die."

Huang Xuan felt utterly humiliated. He gritted his teeth, a fierce glint in his eyes, and threatened with his last ounce of strength, "You dare kill me? My master is Shen Wudi! A peerless expert at the Martial Emperor realm! If you kill me, my master will absolutely not let you off! He will tear you to pieces and make you wish you were dead!"

"The Martial Emperor?"

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes.

Huang Xuan was overjoyed, thinking that Ye Feng was afraid.

A smug smile crept across his face as he struggled to speak, "Scared now? Let me go, kneel down, kowtow, and apologize, and maybe I'll consider sparing your life!"

However, Ye Feng smiled contemptuously, his expression extremely indifferent, as if the Martial Emperor was nothing more than an insignificant ant in his eyes.

"So what if your master is a Martial Emperor?" Ye Feng's voice was icy cold, filled with intense killing intent, and boomed like a bell. "Don't even mention Shen Wudi; even if your father were a Martial Emperor, you would still be killed without hesitation today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng leaned down and grabbed Huang Xuan by the neck.

Huang Xuan's pupils contracted sharply, his eyes filled with extreme fear. He struggled desperately, screaming, "No! You can't kill me! My master won't let you get away with this!"

"Snap!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out as Ye Feng crushed Huang Xuan's neck without hesitation.

Huang Xuan's body stiffened abruptly, his eyes widened, blood spilled from his mouth, his head tilted limply to one side, and he was completely lifeless.

Huang Xuan, a sixth-rank Martial Saint, is dead!

The office fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone was terrified by the scene. Their eyes widened, their mouths were agape, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

Wei Yadong, in particular, looked at Huang Xuan's corpse and then at Ye Feng, who was radiating a chilling killing intent. Cold sweat poured down his body like a waterfall, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and even breathing became difficult.

He couldn't hold on any longer. With a thud, he knelt on the ground and repeatedly kowtowed to Ye Feng, his voice filled with fear and pleading: "Mr. Ye! Spare me! Mr. Ye, spare me!!"

"I truly didn't lay a finger on your women, nor did I insult them! It was all that bastard Liu Qiming's doing that instigated me! He was the one who came up with the idea, the one who kidnapped Ms. Zhang and Ms. Su! I was simply deceived by him! Mr. Ye, please spare my life!"

Ye Feng looked down at him, a cold sneer playing on his lips: "Heh, is it interesting to pin everything on a dead man?"

"Since you participated in the kidnapping of my woman, you have crossed my bottom line. Today, I have no choice but to send you on your way."

Seeing that his pleas for mercy were in vain, Wei Yadong's face turned deathly pale. He gritted his teeth, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, and shouted tremblingly, "Ye Feng! Wait! You can't kill me! My Huayang Group has the Bei family of the provincial capital behind it! If you kill me, the Bei family of the provincial capital will be furious! They will definitely not let you go!"

"Your home in the northern part of the provincial capital?"

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in them. He hadn't expected that behind Huayang Group stood the Bei family, one of the top wealthy families in the provincial capital.

The Bei family is powerful and influential, and Ye Feng is not yet sure if he has the confidence to fight against them.

However, Wei Yadong's involvement in the kidnapping of Zhang Qingman and Su Siyun had crossed his bottom line. Naturally, Ye Feng would not spare such a person's life.

"Your background is indeed impressive." Ye Feng's voice was icy cold, devoid of any emotion. "However, I dared to kill even Huang Xuan, a sixth-rank Martial Saint, and his Martial Emperor master Shen Wudi. What more could I ask for?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng slowly walked forward and grabbed Wei Yadong by the neck.

Wei Yadong's eyes were filled with extreme fear. He struggled desperately and roared, "No! Ye Feng! The Bei family will not let you go!"

"Snap!"

With another crisp cracking sound, Ye Feng crushed Wei Yadong's neck, and his body slumped to the ground, lifeless.

The other employees in the office, seeing that Wei Yadong had also been killed, were terrified and burst into tears, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing repeatedly: "Mr. Ye, spare our lives! We are all innocent! We did nothing!"

Ye Feng ignored these people and turned to Zhang Qingman and her daughter Su Siyun. He reached out and untied the ropes binding them, a hint of apology on his face: "Aunt Zhang, Siyun, I'm sorry I'm late. I'm sorry you had to suffer."

Zhang Qingman looked at the corpses of Wei Yadong, Huang Xuan, and others on the ground, then at Ye Feng in front of her, her face still showing lingering fear. She composed herself, her cheeks slightly flushed, and looked at Ye Feng with eyes full of emotion and a hint of barely perceptible flirtation, saying softly, "Ye Feng, you killed Huang Xuan, Wei Yadong, and the people from Huayang Group… I'm afraid this will bring you a lot of trouble."