The Wu clan was well aware of the grave consequences of this matter, and facing the detention of the Mo clan, they could only obediently comply.
Any resistance at this point would surely ignite a life-or-death bloody battle.
Without official word from above, they dared not initiate a full-scale war!
The Mo clan's headquarters in Dragon City.
Mo Fengyu, Mo Yijian, and others were discussing matters concerning the Wu clan.
Just then, Mo Fengyu's phone rang.
Upon learning that his son had been killed, Mo Fengyu's phone slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground.
"My son!" As the phone hit the floor, Mo Fengyu let out a roar of grief and rage.
Everyone around was shocked and looked at Mo Fengyu. Mo Yijian hurried to ask, "Fengyu, what's wrong?"
"My son had a conflict with the Wu clan and was killed by Wu Zhenhai's son!" Mo Fengyu said, tears streaming down his face, grinding his teeth.
What!
Everyone present was filled with righteous indignation!
Mo Zhonghan was the son of the Mo clan patriarch and the grandson of a Great Grandmaster Elder of the Mo family.
He was actually killed by the Wu clan!
With a direct descendant of the clan murdered, how could the Mo family let this go unpunished?
Mo Fengyu and his entourage headed towards the nightclub in a grand procession.
Concurrently, members of the Wu clan were also rushing towards the nightclub.
At this moment, their minds were in turmoil. If this matter was not handled properly, a major incident would surely erupt.
The Wu clan did not wish to go to war with any ancient clan!
Twenty minutes later, the Wu clan arrived at the nightclub first.
Upon seeing the deceased Mo Zhonghan, Wu Zhenhai and others wore grim expressions.
"You crazy brat!" Seeing his son, Wu Zhenhai slapped him directly.
Wu Zhenhai's son, covering his face, said aggrievedly, "Dad, I didn't go too hard. It's impossible he'd be dead."
"What exactly happened?" Wu Zhenhai asked the clan members who were present earlier.
That clan member handed his phone to Wu Zhenhai, saying, "Here are the surveillance recordings."
Wu Zhenhai took it and watched it carefully. His expression grew even more somber.
According to the surveillance footage, it was clear that his own son had beaten the person to death!
Just then, Mo Fengyu and his group rushed in.
Seeing their son's body, Mo Fengyu and his wife immediately broke down in tears.
"Wu Zhenhai, your Wu clan is truly remarkable, resorting to murder!" Mo Yijian said angrily.
"Esteemed members of the Mo clan, there must be more to this incident. Please do not jump to conclusions now," Wu Zhenhai said hastily.
"With so many witnesses present, you still want to deny it?"
"Elder, this is the surveillance footage from earlier."
A member of the Mo clan handed the surveillance footage to Mo Yijian.
After watching the recording, Mo Yijian snorted, "A punch directly to the vital point, and you still say you didn't do it?"
"Perhaps it was a pre-existing medical condition, a mere coincidence," Wu Zhenhai said.
"Nonsense! My son gets a physical examination every year, and he's a seventh-rank martial artist. How could he suddenly fall ill so coincidentally!"
"You killed my son and still want to shirk responsibility!"
"Does your Wu clan think our Mo clan is easy to bully?"
Mo Fengyu said through gritted teeth.
Wu Zhenhai said solemnly, "Since it has come to this, how does the Mo clan wish to resolve this?"
"A life for a life. Let your son pay with his life for Zhonghan!" Mo Yijian said coldly.
"Elder Mo, you are making unreasonable demands!" Wu Zhenhai said angrily.
Mo Yijian said coldly, "If you refuse, then prepare for war! The life of our Mo clan descendant must be repaid with blood!"
"Perhaps your direct descendants were the ones who killed our clan members!" A member of the Wu clan said angrily.
"Provide evidence!"
"Stop spouting nonsense without proof!"
"We will give you three days to consider. If you do not hand over the killer to pay for the crime, then the blood of your Wu clan will be the price!"
The Mo clan was already more powerful than the Wu clan in the past, and now that Mo Yijian had regained his combat strength, it made the Mo clan even stronger.
The Wu clan was nothing in the eyes of the Mo clan.
Even if this matter were to be brought before the Alliance Leader, the Wu clan would have no standing!
With that, the Mo clan left, carrying Mo Zhonghan's body.
"Physician Qin, you are here too." Only then did Mo Yijian notice Qin Hanchu.
Qin Hanchu sighed, "I wanted to come to relax, but I didn't expect to encounter this. Although I acted immediately, I still couldn't save the second young master."
"With the vital meridians destroyed, even an immortal couldn't save him!"
After speaking, Mo Yijian walked away.
Leaving the nightclub, Qin Hanchu got into a taxi.
The woman in red was already seated in the car.
Even the taxi driver was from the Qin clan.
"Is there anything else we need to do?" the woman in red asked.
Qin Hanchu shook his head, "Do nothing. Let things take their natural course."
"Don't we need to spread the word about this?" the woman in red asked, puzzled. Wasn't this the time to fan the flames?
Qin Hanchu shook his head, "Do not fan the flames. If we intervene, it will surely attract attention, and there's a high chance of suspicion being raised."
The woman in red nodded, "Understood."
"I hope they can start fighting. As soon as these two families descend into chaos, other families will be dragged in."
There were also mutual defense alliances between the eight ancient clans.
If the Wu clan was thoroughly beaten by the Mo clan, the Wu clan's allies would surely intervene.
By then, the Dragon Gate would be in complete disarray.
Even the Wu King realm alliance leader would not be able to stop the Mo clan from avenging their grievance.
Over the next two days, conflicts erupted between the Mo and Wu clans.
Whenever descendants of the two clans encountered each other, a fight would inevitably break out.
The younger generation of the Mo clan already felt superior to the Wu clan.
Now, with the added hatred, their attacks were exceptionally fierce.
Both sides were completely enraged.
In these two days, five to six Mo clan descendants had their limbs broken.
As a guest elder of the Mo clan, Qin Hanchu naturally attended to their injuries.
Under Qin Hanchu's treatment, their injuries were not of great concern.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and the Wu clan ultimately failed to hand over the "culprit."
Rumors had already been circulating that the Wu clan feared the Mo clan. If they handed over their own clan members to pay for the crime, how could the Wu clan still claim to be one of the Eight Great Ancient Clans?
Since the Wu clan refused to hand over the "culprit," the Mo clan naturally chose to go to war!
On the fourth day, the Mo clan's army began to gather!
In just one day, the Mo clan had assembled an army of fifty thousand warriors from their own city!
The Wu clan dared not delay and immediately mobilized their forces to prepare for battle!
On the sixth day, the Mo clan's vanguard of fifty thousand troops marched towards the Wu clan's city.
Although both sides possessed firearms, under the command of the Dragon Alliance, they were only permitted to engage in combat using cold weapons.
Qin Hanchu, as a guest elder of the Mo clan, also set out with the army.
Of course, he was part of the logistics and did not need to engage in combat.
Sitting in the car, Qin Hanchu looked at the vast convoy with a barely perceptible smile.
Let chaos ensue!
The more chaotic, the better!
After three days of marching, the Mo clan's army arrived outside the Wu clan's city.
Getting out of the vehicles, the army began to assemble!
Several kilometers away, the Wu clan's army was already on high alert.
Looking from afar, the dense crowd appeared like dark clouds.
This was the first time Qin Han had witnessed such a shocking war scene.
At this moment, his heart was stirred with excitement.