I stormed down the mountain, took down all the big shots in the city, and the female CEO dragged me

The sky outside the window brightened, the rain that had fallen all night gradually stopped, but the sky remained overcast.

The Xu family's house was draped with black and white curtains, and black and white photos of Xu Yinheng and Yu Juan were placed in the center of the hall, creating a somber atmosphere.

The siblings stood sadly to the side, with tears streaming down their faces. Xu Nuo's swollen eyes were filled with redness.

Footsteps sounded, and Du Aili, dressed in a black dress, slowly walked into the hall, followed by the ever-present old man.

With tears welling in her eyes, she stepped forward and bowed respectfully to the black and white photograph in the hall.

He then walked over to Xu Yuan and his sister: "Nono, please accept my condolences."

She raised her hand and gently wiped away the tears on Xu Nuo's face.

If she hadn't been comforted, things would have been better; seeing acquaintances made Xu Nuo cry even harder.

While comforting Xu Nuo, Du Aili tilted her head to look at Xu Yuan. Their eyes met, and Xu Yuan nodded slightly.

With just one glance, Xu Yuan could tell that the red mark between Du Aili's eyebrows was deeper than when they last met.

He had noticed something was wrong with Du Aili before, but Sun Bo took her away before he could warn her.

Given the current situation, it's not convenient to offer any reminders.

"Brother Xu, why did you leave like this?"

A wail erupted outside the door, and several figures entered the hall one after another.

They were all friends of Xu Yinheng during his lifetime.

After bowing to the black and white photo, the group turned to look at Xu Yuan.

Their attendance at the funeral was secondary; their main purpose was to see for themselves who Xu Yuan, the one who destroyed the Wang family, really was.

Their gazes fell on Xu Yuan, and apart from his strange long hair and unusually young age, they couldn't see anything different about him.

Did he really wipe out the Wang family?

Some people became skeptical, thinking that the rumors circulating were incorrect.

No matter how you look at it, Xu Yuan is just a young man. What strength does he have to destroy the Wang family all by himself?

"Chairman Niu, you've come in person."

Xu Yinsheng's fawning voice came from outside the door. Everyone turned to look and saw a group of people dressed in black storming in angrily.

The leader was none other than Niu Chong, the new president of the Mingdai Martial Arts Association.

He walked into the hall with one hand in his pocket, and the martial artists who followed him blocked the hall's entrance.

Niu Chong's gaze swept across the hall. The people who had come in earlier, who had wanted to say a few more words to Xu Yuan, quickly stepped aside upon seeing this.

Judging from their demeanor, they've come with ill intentions.

Niu Chong first bowed to the hall, then turned and walked to Xu Yuan, looking him over with an unfriendly gaze.

"Are you Xu Yuan?"

"Our guild leader, was it you who did Diao Zhongjia?"

Upon hearing this, the others in the hall exchanged astonished glances, none of them believing it.

What did he say?

Diao Zhongjia from the martial arts tournament was killed by Xu Yuan?

Diao Zhongjia was a landmark figure in the Mingdai martial arts world, undefeated for many years, yet he died at the hands of this young man.

Standing in the corner, Du Aili looked at the old man beside her, as if verifying the truth with him.

The old man nodded slightly: "News came from the martial arts tournament this morning that Diao Zhongjia is indeed dead."

Is he really that amazing?

"Uncle Fu, who's better, him or you?" Du Aili looked at Xu Yuan with increasing curiosity.

The old man pondered for a moment: "I may not be as good as him."

Du Aili suddenly looked up at the old man.

Uncle Fu has been with me since he was a child. He was a master that my father hired at a high price from a certain mountain.

Over the years, he has helped his family avoid countless crises and is usually a figure who stands out from the crowd.

Now he's actually admitting it himself, it's better to make a wish.

"Uncle Fu, you're not joking, are you?"

The old man shook his head: "If it's just about hand and foot skills, I might be able to match him."

However, his internal energy far surpasses mine.

Furthermore, I only practice martial arts, but he's different. He seems to be proficient in other things as well, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes yet, so I can't draw any conclusions.

Du Aili nodded, her gaze returning to Xu Yuan.

No wonder my father called me last night, insisting that I come. He must know something.

This guy has a secret.

"He's dead?"

Xu Yuan spoke calmly, admitting that he had indeed injured Diao Zhongjia, but not to the point of killing him.

Reaching his level of cultivation is no easy feat, and he wouldn't casually cripple someone.

Niu Chong sneered, his hands in his pockets, keeping a safe distance from Xu Yuan.

He must be quite strong to have seriously injured Diao Zhongjia; he's not stupid enough to go up there and die.

"You dare to do it but not admit it?" Niu Chong continued his verbal provocation.

"Today, in front of so many people, my martial arts association is not afraid of losing face."

No matter what despicable means you used, you killed Chairman Diao.

You have to give our martial arts association an explanation.

Otherwise, wouldn't our martial arts tournament become a laughing stock of Ming Dai?

As soon as he finished speaking, Niu Chong took a step back, and five men who were a head taller than Xu Yuan stepped forward and blocked Xu Yuan's way.

"Shall we help you, or will you walk by yourself?"

Xu Yuan slowly raised her eyes, her gaze sweeping over the five people.

"After today, I will give you an explanation."

"No, it has to be now."

Why bother?

An aged voice rang out from behind the crowd. Everyone turned around and saw a short but imposing old man striding in with a confident stride.

The men in black blocking the doorway were intimidated by the aura and instinctively stepped aside, making way for them.

"Forgive others when you can."

"Your martial arts association won't be any worse than this one day."

"After all, it's the anniversary of their parents' death. We can understand your feelings, but you should also try to understand others."

"Who is he?"

The other people in the hall were curious about the newcomer.

Despite his unremarkable appearance, he exuded a powerful aura, especially with the man and woman accompanying him. Their sharp, hawk-like eyes swept over everyone's faces, and no one dared to meet their gaze.

Only when they made eye contact with the old man beside Du Aili did a hint of wariness flash in their eyes.

The Xu family, their faces full of obsequiousness, wanted to step forward to speak, but were immediately forced back by a single look.

Xu Yinsheng felt a pang of unease. It seemed unlikely that Xu Yuan would easily acquire the family fortune by knowing such a person.

Fortunately, I have people backing me up.

The newcomer bowed respectfully to the person in the hall and looked at Niu Chong with unhurried demeanor.

"Respect for the dead is paramount; please give this old man some face, okay?"

"Who are you?" Niu Chong squinted, sizing up the old man.

"I am General Ye, and I have come from the capital."

"General Ye?"

Few people have met him in person, but his name is widely known throughout China.

Newspapers have reported on him.

Putting aside his achievements, just look at the experts he has trained; they are all active in various fields.

"Why is he coming to the Xu family's house?"

Some people were curious and couldn't help but whisper among themselves.

Even the Du family, the entire Mingdai region, might not be worthy of Ye Wujiang's attention.

Could it be that the Xu family has some secret relationship with him?

Du Aili was equally curious, but Xu Yuan remained calm. He didn't recognize the person in front of him at all, nor had he ever heard of the name.

Upon hearing that the visitor was General Ye, Niu Chong's face stiffened, and he quickly pulled his hand out of his pocket, bowing respectfully with a forced smile.

"This junior did not know it was you, sir. My apologies."

"Thank you for giving me face." Ye Wu always wore a kind smile, his gaze fixed on Xu Yuan.

"He is indeed a handsome man."

"Who is this handsome and talented person?"

An arrogant voice rang out, followed by the appearance of a young figure.

"Get out of here, all of you get out of here!"

The young man with dyed yellow hair staggered into the hall.

"No matter how handsome someone is, can they be as handsome as me?"

Upon seeing the visitors, Xu Yuan frowned slightly. The once quiet mourning hall had become chaotic and disorderly due to the arrival of these uninvited guests.