Hearing the servant's report, Wu Zikun felt as if he were in a dense fog. What kind of formidable opponent had his son encountered to have his inner core crippled?
"Are you telling the truth?" Wu Zikun's face was filled with disbelief.
He knew his son best.
With his son's martial skills, he was not someone an ordinary person could handle.
The servant immediately replied, "Master, would I dare to lie to you?"
"That young man even explicitly stated that his trip to Tengcheng this time was aimed at you, Wu Zikun, to kill you, this old man!"
"Bastard!"
Wu Zikun's face instantly turned a shade of purple, like a pig's liver.
He roared, "Who is this punk who has eaten the gall of a heavenly leopard and dares to cause trouble at my Wu residence?"
He rushed out of the study and shouted, "Guards!"
In a flurry, over thirty cultivators, men and women of various heights, gathered in the living room.
These individuals were all dressed in strange attire and bore unsightly appearances.
Despite their unremarkable exteriors, each and every one of them was a formidable cultivator.
Bang!
At that moment, someone was thrown in from outside the door.
"Dad, save me!" The person scrambled up from the ground, his head bleeding, and shouted at Wu Zikun.
Wu Zikun lunged forward and anxiously exclaimed, "Cheng Hu, who beat you into this state? Your father almost couldn't recognize your face!"
Before Wu Chenghu could respond, a clear voice echoed from outside the door, "I beat this scumbag!"
As soon as the words fell, Cheng Xiaofan strode into the living room of the Wu residence.
"Kill him!" Wu Zikun's face darkened, and he roared at the over thirty cultivators.
Cheng Xiaofan did not want to waste time. Without waiting for the cultivators to make a move, he directly drew his Demon Bone Saber, pushed it forward, and over thirty heads rolled onto the floor.
At the same time!
The thirty-odd headless corpses crashed to the ground like fallen logs.
"Ah!"
Upon seeing this, Wu Zikun was instantly terrified.
Just what kind of formidable opponent was this?
With just a black short saber in his hand, a light wave, and thirty of my top cultivators were annihilated?
If this story were told, even ghosts would not dare to believe it!
As for Wu Chenglong, he was so scared that he let out a scream and completely fainted.
"Who exactly are you?"
After a long pause, Wu Zikun looked at Cheng Xiaofan with a shocked expression and asked, "We are strangers. Why have you come to my Wu residence to cause trouble?"
It was only then that he understood why Qian Chao had predicted someone would come to seek trouble and why his face had been devoid of any color.
It turned out he had already calculated how powerful the incoming person was.
Wu Zikun finally understood why Qian Chao had been so eager to have Wu Chenghu escort him out of the city – it was for him to escape with his life.
"I am a friend of Jiang Tian's daughter, Jiang Hongyan,"
Cheng Xiaofan said with a cold smile, "She wants to be my woman. I have already expressed to her that after I kill you and avenge her father, I will take her in!"
"Is the matter that simple? Do you understand?"
Hearing this, Wu Zikun became anxious and said, "Young man, have you misunderstood?"
"Back then, I was Jiang Tian's subordinate and also a guard to the Star Lord. We can say our relationship was like brothers."
"It's just that the Star Lord's life was short and he died unexpectedly. Jiang Tian was grief-stricken and couldn't think straight, so he committed suicide. His death had nothing to do with me!"
As he spoke, he even squeezed out two tears.
"Wu Zikun, but the information I received is not what you're saying!"
Cheng Xiaofan sneered, "After the Star Lord died, you secretly poisoned Jiang Tian to death. At the same time, you falsely accused Jiang Tian of harboring rebellious intentions to the new Star Lord and have been sending people to pursue his family ever since!"
Wu Zikun exclaimed, "Young man, who have you been listening to for such slander?"
"Tell me, what reason would I, Wu, have to frame my good friend Jiang Tian for his death and then accuse him of harboring rebellious intentions before his death?"
Cheng Xiaofan said, "It's simple. The one who truly harbored rebellious intentions was you, Wu Zikun, and Jiang Tian happened to discover it!"
"You were afraid that Jiang Tian would leak the matter. Coincidentally, the former Star Lord had passed away. Taking advantage of the confusion, you secretly used a Bee Venom Pill to kill Jiang Tian."
"When the new Star Lord ascended the throne, you, to eliminate all traces, falsely accused Jiang Tian of harboring rebellious intentions before his death and submitted a memorial requesting punishment for his family."
"Fortunately, Jiang Tian had a group of loyal followers around him. They received the news in advance and rescued Jiang Hongyan and her mother from the capital overnight!"
"You!"
Upon hearing Cheng Xiaofan's words, Wu Zikun was greatly startled.
Where did this kid hear this from? He even knew about the Bee Venom Pill he used on Jiang Tian?
However!
He then thought that he was a favored official in the eyes of the new Star Lord, and even if the new Star Lord knew about this, it wouldn't harm him.
He couldn't help but coldly smile and say, "Young man, where did you hear these rumors from?"
"You know that slandering a minister who has rendered meritorious service to the Star Lord carries the death penalty!"
Cheng Xiaofan heard this and burst into laughter, saying, "Wu Zikun, what meritorious minister? You really know how to flatter yourself?"
"If I'm not mistaken, when you were Jiang Tian's subordinate, you stole over ten tons of gold from the national treasury by taking advantage of Jiang Tian's trust in you!"
"In these years in Tengzhou, you have also amassed over ten tons of gold and more than 650 billion Yanhuang coins through extortion and blackmail."
"How do you know all this?" Wu Zikun was stunned.
Cheng Xiaofan smiled in a rather amusing way and said, "Wu Zikun, you guess!"
"..." Wu Zikun's mouth twitched!
If I can even guess this, what's the point of asking you!
"Die for me!" Wu Zikun unexpectedly threw a punch at Cheng Xiaofan's chest.
But!
Within half a foot of the opponent, his fist seemed to be caught by an invisible force, unable to move at all.
Why is this happening?
What is going on?
Wu Zikun tried to retract his fist but could not.
His old face flushed from red to purple, then from purple to red, and a layer of sweat appeared.
The originally white sweat turned red in an instant.
Even blood was forced out.
"Hahaha!"
Cheng Xiaofan let out a loud laugh and said, "Wu Zikun, do you think this is fun?"
"They say you, Wu Zikun, have great endurance, but I never expected you to be this cowardly!"
Slap!
As he spoke, Cheng Xiaofan slapped him, sending him somersaulting backward and falling to the ground.
As soon as Wu Zikun got up from the ground, Cheng Xiaofan kicked him in his bloated stomach.
"Ah—" Wu Zikun cried out and fell to the ground again.
Whoosh!
Cheng Xiaofan waved his hand and inserted a bone-piercing needle into Wu Zikun's body.
Wu Zikun yelped and wailed incessantly, crying out, "What did you do to me, ah, it's killing me!"
The intense pain throughout his body instantly made him feel like life was not worth living.
"Kill me or flay me as you wish, but stop torturing me like this!" Wu Zikun could no longer bear the pain and immediately knelt before Cheng Xiaofan.
Cheng Xiaofan chuckled coldly and said, "I like torturing you!"
"If you're not convinced, bite me!"