We Are Destined . . .
Han Bingxue's earlier pretentiousness had undoubtedly contributed to the current predicament. While Xuan Bing had no intention of reprimanding Cha Eun Xiao, she couldn't allow Han Bingxue's behavior to go unchecked. Besides, she needed to exhibit respect for Song Jue, and thus she vented her frustration on the unfortunate Han Bingxue.
In Xuan Bing's eyes, the men who were marked for death were utterly insignificant, not even deserving of her words.
The vehement scolding caught Han Bingxue by surprise, causing him to quiver. It was as if he had been kicked by a horse while attempting to ingratiate himself. Fueled by his own vexation, he responded with even greater intensity, shouting furiously, "Look at how you've made me the target of this uproar! You blind, useless wretches! Allowing you to persist in this world is a blemish upon the planet. Utterly worthless!"
With a swift swing of his sword, a brilliant white radiance erupted, and blood sprayed into the air. A cold breeze swept through, casting an aura of desolation over the world.
Gasps of disbelief rippled through the onlookers. Song Fei and his companions, who had been kneeling, were now lifeless, their heads severed from their bodies.
They had been silenced.
Song Wuyang bore witness to the decapitation of his cherished son, Song Fei. Even as his son's head was separated from his body, Song Fei's gaze remained fixed on his father, silently pleading for his intervention.
The severed head tumbled through the air, its eyes still holding a glimmer of hope, anticipating rescue.
Song Wuyang let out a heart-wrenching cry before losing consciousness.
"He brought this upon himself," Xuan Bing declared with emotionless eyes, observing the scene with indifference. She saw no need to explain herself; it was self-evident.
In her view, it was unnecessary for a human to elucidate why they had dispatched an ant.
However, Cha Eun Xiao was not devoid of emotion. Song Fei, under the shelter of his father, had tormented others extensively. He appeared well-versed in this cruel art. Many had likely suffered at his hands. He had acted audaciously because he was confident in the protection of someone powerful, never showing mercy to anyone—neither then, nor now, nor in the future.
Cha Eun Xiao pondered what might have occurred had Song Fei targeted an innocent and beautiful young woman instead of Xuan Bing. The outcome was all too clear. Above all, Xuan Bing held a special contempt for those who groveled before the strong and insulted the vulnerable. She loathed them most.
Such individuals were marked for death, along with their entire families and clans. None would be spared.
Cha Eun Xiao glanced at the Song Clan's chief, deep in thought. His brow furrowed as a growing sense of malevolence appeared in his eyes. "The chief of Song Clan," he mused.
After a brief pause, he continued, "He is the one who raised Song Fei to behave in such a manner. I don't believe we should allow him to continue living. He poses a threat to Song Jue, and I have no intention of letting him live."
Cha Eun Xiao's decision was typically swift, but he didn't plan to act immediately. There were different methods of dealing with someone, and the timing had to be right. Executing the chief now would not serve his objectives in full.
Panic gripped the people of Song Clan as they came to a stark realization of the dire situation. They understood that inaction might seal their doom. Though they acknowledged their own limitations, they also recognized the need to take action.
However, they were not willing to sacrifice their lives recklessly. They knew that even if they perished in a futile battle, it would leave Han Bingxue unscathed, rendering their sacrifice meaningless. Therefore, they opted for a different approach. They assembled and began to implore, addressing Han Bingxue, but their surreptitious glances conveyed that their true focus was Cha Eun Xiao. They dared not fix their gaze directly on him, understanding that he was a far more terrifying figure than Han Bingxue.
After all, he was Han Bingxue's superior.
Cha Eun Xiao could have enlightened them about his Dream Origin Stage rank, which was only seven, even though he was Han Bingxue's boss. He could have suggested that they plead with Han Bingxue instead. But no matter what he said, they wouldn't be convinced. They firmly believed that Han Bingxue's boss had to be an immensely powerful individual.
The Clan's elders were present and were informed of the situation. They were genuinely shocked by the unfolding events. They recognized the gravity of the mistake made when challenging a powerful figure, as it could spell the annihilation of the entire clan.
No mercy would be shown.
"What's going on here?!" Han Bingxue, with a sword in hand, adopted a heroic stance. He resheathed the sword with a flourish. Cha Eun Xiao couldn't help but roll his eyes at his companion's penchant for pretentiousness. "Those I just eliminated couldn't comprehend my words. Do you all have a problem comprehending them too? I've said it before: My boss makes the decisions! How many times must I repeat myself? Even if my patience endures, my sword's patience does not."
Cha Eun Xiao couldn't help but be bemused by his companion's perpetually pretentious nature. He considered it a hopeless case. Still, within the confines of the Song Clan, there was no room for anyone to defy Han Bingxue's words.
Observing the Song Clan members approach him, Cha Eun Xiao responded with a faint smile. "I encountered Song Xuan along the way, and it seems fate has brought us together. I've decided to assist him."
He had examined Song Xuan's injuries while awaiting the arrival of Song Clan's leadership, confirming that they were not severe. This revelation brought relief to Cha Eun Xiao. Notably, they held a Supreme Dan Bead, which rendered Song Xuan's condition manageable.
The people of Song Clan interpreted this positively.
"Destined to meet him?"
"An individual more powerful than Han Bingxue is extending his favor to Song Xuan?"
The people of Song Clan began to make their choice clear. The turmoil caused by Song Fei's actions had shaken the clan's stability, leading to a decline in Song Wuyang's influence. On the other hand, Song Xuan now enjoyed formidable support.
Song Xuan had garnered the backing of one of the most powerful figures in the entire Qing-Yun Realm, overshadowing the chaos caused by his unruly cousin.