The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

Xiao Ruoye walked to the full-length mirror in the hall and stopped in her tracks.

The woman in the mirror, dressed in a black outfit that accentuated her slender figure, looked capable with her short, ear-length hair.

Everything is the same as before.

But those eyes were different.

She moved closer, and noticed that a pale golden rim had appeared around the edge of her pupils.

The halo around her eyes added an indescribable air of authority to her already sharp gaze.

Shen Suxin and Jun Yao also changed their clothes and came out of the room.

Shen Suxin was still wearing a plain white cotton and linen dress, but the herbal scent on her body had become even more refreshing, calming the mind.

Junyao changed into a Gothic-style black lace mini-dress, which, combined with her pale, delicate face and purple-gold eyes, made her look like a witch straight out of a dark fairy tale.

Jiang Chen's gaze swept over the three of them.

"Walk."

He uttered only one word before walking out first.

Xiao Ruoye asked, "Where to?"

"I want to discuss a business deal with Song Yuzhi."

Song family.

The capital city is truly a place where every inch of land is incredibly valuable.

Legend has it that this place is located at the intersection of three dragon veins in the capital. Ordinary people who live here will have their bodies overwhelmed by the immense fortune within three days and die suddenly.

The car was parked at the entrance of the villa.

Hundreds of Song family guards, dressed in uniform and with prominent bulges in their temples, stood on both sides.

They looked at Jiang Chen as he got out of the car, their eyes filled with a mixture of awe, curiosity, and a hint of barely concealed fear.

Jiang Chen ignored the guards' gazes and walked straight towards the gate.

The dried corpse puppet, Jun Shanhe, followed closely behind like a weightless shadow.

Xiao Ruoye and the other two followed.

As soon as Xiao Ruoye stepped into the courtyard, she felt a jolt throughout her body.

She took a deep breath, and the metal energy within her body instantly became more active.

The spiritual energy here is so rich that it almost condenses into water droplets.

"A good place."

Xiao Ruoye couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Jiang Chen's gaze fell on the grand master's chair in the center of the main hall, which was carved from a single piece of rosewood.

Without pausing, he walked straight over and sat down.

The movements were so natural, as if they were back in their own home.

Song Yuzhi was already waiting in the hall. When she saw Jiang Chen's action, a barely perceptible smile flashed in her eyes.

What she wanted was Jiang Chen's domineering attitude of taking the initiative.

"Mr. Jiang, you must be tired from your journey. I have prepared some fragrant tea for you."

Song Yuzhi personally picked up the teapot, preparing to pour tea for Jiang Chen.

Xiao Ruoye ignored the formalities and walked up to a guard leader, giving the order directly.

"From now on, not even a fly is allowed to fly within a hundred meters of this villa."

"If anyone's blind, just break their legs and throw them out."

The guard leader paused for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Song Yuzhi.

He's a member of the Song family, when did it become the turn of an outsider to give orders?

Song Yuzhi's voice came through: "Listen to her."

"Yes, Miss!"

The guard leader felt a chill run down his spine and immediately bowed to accept the order.

Xiao Ruoye's lips curled up slightly.

She really liked the feeling of giving orders.

Shen Suxin was not interested in the furnishings in the hall. She picked up her small medicine basket and went straight to the backyard.

In the backyard, exotic flowers and rare plants vied for attention, clearly having been tended by a master gardener.

Shen Suxin didn't even glance at those precious flowers.

She walked to an inconspicuous corner, took out a few dark seeds from the medicine basket, and casually buried them in the soil.

She poured some more water on it.

In just a few breaths, several strangely shaped plants, constantly emitting a faint black aura, sprouted on that land.

The once ethereal backyard was suddenly filled with a sinister killing intent.

Junyao, on the other hand, was like a curious child, touching this and looking at that.

Finally, she jumped onto the armrest next to Jiang Chen, dangling her little legs, and sat obediently without saying a word.

In a corner of the hall, several elders of the Song family looked at these uninvited "guests" with rather unpleasant expressions.

An elder with a goatee lowered his voice and said to the person beside him, "Second Brother, do you think this is appropriate?"

"A convict, a dismissed official, and two young girls of unknown origin."

"They acted like it was their own home the moment they walked in?"

"Has Yu Zhi gone too far this time?"

The old man, referred to as the second brother, also had his brows furrowed tightly.

"Stealing the show and displaying an arrogant attitude."

"Especially that kid surnamed Jiang, who slaughtered the entire Jun family and wiped out the Han family, is in the eye of the storm right now."

"If we, the Song family, invite him in now, wouldn't that be telling everyone that we, along with the Jun and Han families, are inextricably linked to their deaths?"

The goatee elder snorted coldly: "I heard that this kid even turned the Jun family's ancestor into a puppet in the Jun family's underground palace."

"It's easy to invite a demon like this, but hard to get rid of him!"

Although their murmurs were quiet, they could not be hidden from the ears of everyone present.

Song Yuzhi paused slightly in the hand holding the teacup.

She was about to speak.

Jiang Chen spoke first.

He picked up the tea that Song Yuzhi had just served, blew on it gently, and took a sip.

"The tea is good."

He put down his teacup and glanced at the several Song family elders with displeased expressions.

"You seem to have some issues with my accommodation?"

His voice was flat, revealing no emotion.

The elders felt a chill run from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads as his gaze swept over them.

They opened their mouths, but couldn't utter a single word.

In the face of absolute power, any conspiracy or scheme appears pale and powerless.

Song Yuzhi stepped forward, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

"Mr. Jiang is too kind. It is an honor for the Song family that you would deign to stay here."

Her face darkened as she looked at the elders.

"Second Uncle, Third Uncle, when have I, Song Yuzhi, ever needed to explain my actions to you?"

"Do you think my grandfather was joking when he handed me the family headship token?"

The Second Elder's face turned pale, and he quickly bowed, saying, "Yu Zhi, that's not what we meant."

"We are just worried that the family will be dragged into unnecessary conflicts."

"Conflict?"

Jiang Chen smiled.

He leaned back in the armchair and crossed his legs.

"From today onwards, I will protect the Song family."

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"Who dares to lay a finger on the Song family in the capital?"

"I will wipe out his entire family."

The voice just fell.

A sarcastic, mocking laugh came from outside the gate of the villa.

"Wow, what a boastful tone!"

"Exterminate your entire family? Who do you think you are? The Heavenly King himself?"

boom!

The gate of the villa, made of sandalwood and worth millions, was kicked open from the outside.

Several young people dressed in the attire of a collateral branch of the Song family swaggered in.

The leader was a pale-faced young man with unsteady steps.

Behind him followed a middle-aged man with a calm demeanor and sharp eyes.

That middle-aged man was actually a genuine grandmaster.

"Song Yuzhi, I heard you brought a strange man home?"

The young man at the head of the group glanced flippantly at Xiao Ruoye and Shen Suxin before finally settling his gaze on Song Yuzhi.

"What? I only went into seclusion for a few days, and you can't stand the loneliness anymore?"

"They dare bring this kind of scum, who seems to have popped out of nowhere, into their home?"

When Song Yuzhi saw the person who had arrived, his face instantly turned cold.

"Song Hao, who let you in?"

"Get out!"