Chapter 113: Today, I Will Make You Pay in Blood

Chapter 113: Chapter 113: Today, I Will Make You Pay in Blood

Sun Lei glared at Cui Biao and spat out each word, "You dared to castrate my son. You’re not leaving here alive. Go to hell."

With that, he waved his hand and roared, "Men! Get him! Kill him!"

The words had barely left his mouth when a calm voice drifted from inside the room, "I was the one who crippled your son."

Ye Feng, standing by the window with his hands clasped behind his back, spoke slowly.

Sun Lei snapped his head up and glared fixedly at Ye Feng’s back, speaking through gritted teeth, "Well now. What bastard are you, daring to oppose my Sun family? If you have the guts, state your name!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng slowly turned around. He looked at Sun Lei, chuckled, and said:

"The Ye family. Ye Feng!"

BOOM!

Staring at Ye Feng, Sun Lei felt his scalp tingle. He never imagined the one responsible was this god of slaughter.

Sun Shikang didn’t know the details about Ye Feng, but Sun Lei knew them with crystal clarity. ’This guy’s background... it’s terrifying beyond belief!’

A sudden fear of Ye Feng rose in his heart, but then he glanced at Sun Shikang on the floor—beaten like a dog and already robbed of his manhood. The fury in Sun Lei’s heart instantly flared to life.

With this fire in his heart, his tone lost all friendliness. He looked at Ye Feng and said coldly:

"Mr. Ye, even if the boy offended you, even if he was in the wrong, you didn’t have to go so far as to castrate him!"

Ye Feng looked at Sun Lei and chuckled. "Not only did I want to castrate him, I wanted to kill him, too."

With that, he took a step forward and placed his foot on Sun Shikang’s neck.

Sun Lei’s pupils constricted. He screamed, "Don’t!"

But before he could finish, Ye Feng stomped his right foot down ruthlessly. A sickening CRACK of bone echoed out. Sun Shikang didn’t even have time to scream before his neck was snapped. His body twitched a few times, then went still.

"Shikang!" Sun Lei shrieked in anguish, stumbling over to cradle Sun Shikang’s body. He shook him, screaming, "Son, wake up! Wake up!"

With a snapped neck, how the hell was he supposed to wake up?

Laying down Sun Shikang’s corpse, Sun Lei slowly rose to his feet. He stared at Ye Feng, his eyes bloodshot with rage. "You dare kill my son right in front of me... You’re truly brazen. Utterly brazen!"

Ye Feng looked at Sun Lei with a wide grin. "So I am brazen. What are you going to do about it?"

Sun Lei looked at Ye Feng and spoke with a chilling coldness, "Ye Feng, I know you have powerful backing, but so what? Your backers can’t save your life. Today, I will personally tear out your heart and lungs as an offering to my son’s departed spirit! I will exterminate your entire clan to appease him."

He then bellowed, "Men!"

The words had just left his mouth when a middle-aged man strode to his side.

The man looked utterly ordinary—the kind of person you’d never be able to pick out of a crowd. But the moment he stepped into the room, a cold, sinister aura filled the space, and the temperature seemed to drop several degrees. He was clearly not someone to be trifled with.

The Sun family’s Grand Guardian, Ding Chun.

Sun Lei pointed at Ye Feng, his voice chillingly cold. "Ding Guardian, cripple him for me."

The moment he spoke, an underling at the door cried out urgently, "Patriarch, this Ye Feng is quite skilled! Fan Guardian was crippled by him in a single move."

Sun Lei was stunned for a moment, but then he let out a cold, mocking laugh. "So you were able to cripple Fan Guardian. You must be at the Grandmaster Peak. But in front of Ding Guardian, you’re nothing.

Do you know what Ding Guardian’s cultivation level is? I’ll tell you—a Martial Saint! A true Martial Saint.

Do you know why my Sun family stands at the head of the four great families? I’ll tell you—it’s because of Ding Guardian.

Ding Guardian can suppress all of Jiangcheng, with no one daring to challenge him. A mere Grandmaster like you wants to act insolently before him? You’re dreaming! Even ten of you tied together wouldn’t be enough to withstand a single slap from him.

Ye Feng, I never wanted to be your enemy, but you’ve pushed things too far! You’re just too arrogant!

You dared to kill my son, so today I will make you pay with your life! This place will be your grave! Now die!"

He finished speaking and roared at Ding Chun beside him, "Get him! Kill him!"

Ding Chun nodded slightly and advanced on Ye Feng. Before he even got close, a terrifying killing intent flooded the room. Standing behind Ye Feng, Xiao Yufei felt her breathing become labored.

She looked at Ye Feng and couldn’t help but cry out in worry, "Ye Feng, be careful!"

Her words had just fallen when Sun Lei, behind them, began to laugh coldly. "In the face of absolute power, being careful won’t change his fate. He is doomed to die."

As soon as Sun Lei finished speaking, Ding Chun swung his right fist, smashing it down ruthlessly toward Ye Feng’s temple.

Before the fist arrived, the force of the blow did, whipping Xiao Yufei’s clothes behind her. The pressure was so intense her heart felt ready to burst. Her face pale, she stared at Ye Feng, only to see him standing there as if frozen in fear. Her heart immediately clenched in terror.

From behind, Sun Lei roared arrogantly, "Ye Feng, just die! Die!"

But in the next moment, he saw Ye Feng finally move!

Ye Feng casually raised his right hand. The movement seemed incredibly slow, yet it arrived first, clamping directly onto Ding Chun’s neck and lifting him off the ground.

No matter how much Ding Chun struggled, he was completely unable to break free from Ye Feng’s grip!

In the next instant, Ye Feng’s right hand squeezed. With a sharp CRUNCH of bone, Ding Chun’s eyes bulged wide. But a moment later, his pupils dilated, his head lolled lifelessly to the side, and after a brief series of convulsions, his body went still.

With a flick of his wrist, Ye Feng tossed Ding Chun’s corpse to the ground. He took out a wet wipe, cleaned his hand, and threw the used wipe onto Ding Chun’s face. Then he looked at Sun Lei, chuckled, and said, "Is that all?"

Sun Lei stared at Ye Feng, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

’Who was Ding Chun? He was the Grand Guardian of the Sun family, a Martial Saint-level existence! He was the supreme expert who could suppress all the other masters in Jiangcheng! Yet, before Ye Feng, he couldn’t even withstand a single move. How could Ye Feng be so terrifying?’

He looked at Ye Feng and couldn’t help but shriek, "What... what level of power is this? How can you be so terrifying?"

Ye Feng looked at him, chuckled, and said, "And do I have any reason to tell you?"

The reality of the situation finally crashed down on Sun Lei. He finally understood that not only was Ye Feng’s background terrifying, but his personal power was simply heaven-defying. He finally realized that Ye Feng was an existence he could not afford to provoke—an existence the entire Sun family could not afford to provoke.

Recalling the words he had just spoken to Ye Feng, he was so frightened the hairs on his body stood on end. Forgetting the grief of his son’s death, he looked at Ye Feng, forcing a placating smile.

"Mr. Ye, I offended you with my words just now. Please, I beg for your forgiveness!"

Ye Feng walked up to him, his hands clasped behind his back. He looked at Sun Lei and said calmly:

"You seized my family’s assets and acted as if it were your right. You were arrogant to that extent, and you think this was just a verbal offense?"

"D-didn’t you already cut ties with the Xiao family?" Sun Lei cried out in surprise.

But Ye Feng completely ignored the question and continued,

"You wanted to bed a member of my family and even demanded that my family personally deliver her to Sun Shikang’s bed. Do you think *that* was just a verbal offense?"