"Dream on! Kneel to such a despicable person? I, Liang Feifan, would rather die than yield!"
His body trembles violently, slowly raising his head. That once relatively handsome face now twists into a somewhat horrifying expression.
Huang Quan's actions, seemingly generous, trample upon the only remaining shreds of his dignity.
His teeth tremble, his fists clenched, and his eyes burn with an indomitable spirit.
Jiang Wu Que is moved for a moment, caught in a struggle within his heart.
He approaches, wearing a smile that is obsequious and flattering.
It's quite a feat for Scarface to make such an expression, but he manages it, "Dear nephew, this child Liang Feifan is young and full of vigor. Perhaps he has never experienced such grievance before. How about I kneel and make amends on his behalf?"
Liang Feifan breathes a sigh of relief, feeling at ease, and also resolves in his heart that once he soars high in the future, he will repay this 'father-in-law' who resolved the crisis for him a thousandfold, a hundredfold.
This is not a retreat. This is a march forward towards the future!
"Everyone should bear their own actions and their corresponding responsibilities when they make mistakes. Jiang Clan Master, it's not that I want to make things difficult for you. May I ask in what capacity will you apologize on his behalf? Or, Liang Feifan, is the whole world your father? Today, even if you don't kneel, you still have to kneel."
The words hit Jiang Wu Que like a splash of cold water, bringing him some clarity.
Yes, in what capacity could he apologize on behalf of Liang Feifan?
He didn't know why, but in the heat of the moment, he had impulsively stood in front of Liang Feifan. Now, thinking back, he still felt a lingering fear.
Even in this situation, he didn't understand where he had found the courage to speak up. "Um... but..."
However, before Jiang Wu Que could finish his words, an oppressive aura surged from Huang Quan, following the trend of heaven and earth, and focused entirely on Liang Feifan.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Liang Feifan's body seemed to have broken several bones, contorted into an inhuman shape, and his throat emitted a sound of wheezing blood.
With a hoarse voice, his swollen and painful throat only let out unconscious gasps.
Only his eyes remained clear, filled with unyielding determination, as if saying, "You can forget about making me kneel!"
After pondering for a moment, Huang Quan sighed helplessly and spoke, "Jiang Clan Master, I really don't want to make things difficult for you. But the Heaven Demon Sect cannot afford to lose face. When I'm outside, I represent the honor of the sect. If a jumping clown like him dares to offend the Heaven Demon Sect and refuses to kneel, it would reflect poorly on my handling of the situation and become a laughingstock in the Southern Region."
"Yes, yes, I understand, I understand." Jiang Wu Que could only force a smile and respond. Putting aside the family's grandeur, even from a logical perspective, it made sense.
A glint of coldness flashed in Huang Quan's eyes as he drew his sword again. "As long as you understand."
The black flowing sword emitted a fierce and solemn aura as it flew out, fiercely slashing towards Liang Feifan.
Jiang Wu Que understood and mourned for Liang Feifan for a moment, feeling somewhat relieved. After all, the sword didn't fall on him, so he couldn't fully empathize. Ending the farce in this manner was the best bad news they could hope for.
The sword flew towards Liang Feifan's head, slicing through a strand of hair and leaving a bloodstain on his face before continuing to fly backward.
Off-target?
Everyone's gaze was fixed on the sword, puzzled.
With Huang Quan's strength at the Six Realms, combined with Liang Feifan's nearly disabled state, there was no chance of dodging.
Why...
When the black aura dissipated, their questions were quickly answered.
The Elders of the Third Realm and Jiang Wu Que were stunned to see that the sword had landed precisely on the plaque at the main entrance of the Jiang residence.
In the center of the words 'Jiang Residence,' a crack appeared, splitting it in two.
The hilt of the sword still trembled faintly.
"Huang Quan kills individuals but not the clan, leaving the sword for three days to persuade the departed souls..."
Jiang Wu Que lost his senses for a moment, feeling like an old man in his twilight years.
His eyes were vacant, and silent tears rolled down his burning cheeks.
"Is this an expulsion from the Jiang family in the Crimson Lotus City? Hanging the Huang Quan Sword for three days as a demonstration. During this period, except for the legitimate wielder of the flying sword and the leaders of the respective forces, anyone else can come and go freely. But those who dare to stay in the Jiang residence after three days will all turn into bones
and become the departed souls beneath the sword."
Liang Feifan's anger soared, followed by a terrifying surge of spiritual energy, akin to an abyss. With a hoarse voice, he uttered a decaying sound, "One person should bear the consequences of their own actions! Don't involve my family. If you have any issue, come after me!!!"
This terrifying pressure only lasted for a moment, but everyone present felt a bone-chilling sensation.
[He's burning his life force. Judging rationally, his current combat power should be around the Seventh Realm Nirvana. You, with your Sixth Realm Manifestation strength, are no match for him. How did you manage to ruin such a good opportunity? We were so close to success!]
Huang Quan smiled and made a soft promise, "Jiang Clan Master, I don't want to make things difficult for you either. Just make Liang Feifan kneel, and I will retract the sword. The previous agreement still stands. I don't have any ill intentions. I just want to give the Heaven Demon Sect an explanation."
Liang Feifan harbored boundless hatred as he retorted, "You despicable man, never!"
"Jiang Clan Master, farewell."
Huang Quan's voice was low but thunderous in Jiang Wu Que's mind.
"A-Qi, are there any good places for treasure hunting nearby? Come, I'll show you around. Let's pay a visit here again in three days."
The time to test one's character had arrived...
Unfortunately, many people's characters couldn't withstand the test.
"Liang Feifan, kneel!"
These words were heavy, as if they could leave a deep hole in the ground, and Jiang Wu Que exerted all his strength to utter them.
"Liang Feifan, kneel!"
"Liang Feifan, kneel!"
"Liang Feifan, kneel!"
The Elders also began to echo one after another.
Previously, when it didn't concern them, they could remain aloof, but now life and death were at stake, and they couldn't sit still any longer.
Liang Feifan wore an expression of disbelief. Were these people really his old acquaintances?
Did these people have no integrity? Just because of a few words from the other side, they were ready to change sides and turn against him, even though he had worked hard for the Jiang family?
"Is this how you treat me, Jiang family?"
"It's clearly you who wanted to destroy our Jiang family!"
Liang Feifan's pleading gaze turned towards Jiang Wan Yu, who had been silent for a long time.
She averted her gaze. "Kneel."
It was the final straw that broke him.
He cracked a cold, desolate smile.
He stood up.
"When a wolf is about to die, its howl turns mournful."
The second type of Heavenly Fire emerged, colliding with the terrifying energy emanating from the Heavenly Wolf. The distorted space caused by the collision made Liang Feifan bear the backlash from the two types of Heavenly Fire. Finally, he let out a muffled groan, spewing a mouthful of blood that fell into the flames. In an instant, he was incinerated into nothingness.
The surge of flames spread out like ripples. Once it erupted, all living beings within its vicinity would suffer devastating blows.
"The Furious Roar of the Wolf's Wrath!"
Facing such an attack, Huang Quan remained calm and executed his most powerful spiritual technique, "Save Me Peacefully!"