Is this a show of strength?
This is Lei Zhengtang's true intention?
In an instant, everyone around was relieved and chimed in.
"Indeed, the Family Head is truly far-sighted!"
"Only the Family Head has such courage. Hmph, I believe Ling Feng wouldn't dare to touch our Young Master! It's not too late to take his head tomorrow!"
"Heh heh, someone dares to provoke our Five Lakes Group. Tomorrow, we will tell the world with blood how terrifying our Five Lakes Group is!"
Cold light flickered in Lei Zhengtang's eyes. How could he not be enraged by his son's capture?
However, after understanding the whole story, he knew that Ling Feng intended to execute Lei Haixuan publicly at tomorrow's funeral!
Knowing this timing, Lei Zhengtang could act with impunity, showcasing the power of the Five Lakes Group before everyone.
And everything unfolded just as Lei Zhengtang had predicted. Shortly after the Five Lakes Group received the news, the entire Hanjiang city was in an uproar.
First, it was the Cheng family, who had moved their influence to the capital years ago.
The Hanjiang Cheng family was now headed by Cheng Youhua's uncle, Cheng Zhiping!
Even with the shift in their center of power, the Cheng family's influence in Hanjiang was the most deeply rooted after the Five Lakes Group.
Cheng Zhiping was a middle-aged man with graying temples. After watching the scene of Cheng Youhua being thrown off the rooftop by Ling Feng, his heart nearly exploded with anger!
*Crack!*
Cheng Zhiping smashed his phone on the table, shattering it into pieces.
Then, Cheng Zhiping roared at the group of terrified clan members before him, "You useless trash, how did you protect the Young Master?"
"Now that Youhua is dead, how am I supposed to explain this to my elder brother in the capital?"
"Ah? Am I supposed to offer your heads to my brother?"
As he spoke, the killing intent radiating from Cheng Zhiping was unleashed without reservation.
As his words fell, the people below bowed repeatedly in fear, "Patriarch, please calm your anger. This is all our fault!"
"It's easy to admit fault, you bunch of scoundrels!"
Despite his anger, Cheng Zhiping had not completely lost his reason to the point of beheading those before him.
A moment later, someone volunteered, "Patriarch, I will immediately lead men to Ling Feng's home, capture him alive, and avenge the Young Master. Tomorrow, his head can also be offered as atonement to the Elder Master!"
"Nonsense!"
To everyone's surprise, Cheng Zhiping cursed upon hearing this offer.
Everyone immediately recoiled, looking at Cheng Zhiping with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.
Cheng Zhiping stood up, pacing back and forth in agitation.
After a full half-minute, he finally berated the crowd, "Are your brains eaten by dogs to go arrest him now? The incident happened so long ago, and the Five Lakes Group hasn't made a move. Are you all blind?"
"Alas, that's right. Why hasn't the Five Lakes Group made any move?"
"Strange, this matter is truly strange..."
Immediately, there was a flurry of whispers below.
Just then, a figure rushed in from outside and reported to Cheng Zhiping above, "Patriarch, we just received a call from the Five Lakes Group, inviting us to the Ling family's funeral tomorrow to bloodbath the Ling family on the spot!"
Upon hearing this, everyone understood what was happening.
Cheng Zhiping's face broke into a sinister grin, "Heh heh, the Five Lakes Group is making such a big fuss. Elder Brother, it seems I'll have to invite you back from the capital. You can't blame me for Youhua nephew's death!" xxs
The Cheng family in the capital was absolutely no weaker than the Five Lakes Group!
Their forceful return to Hanjiang would undoubtedly stir up a storm!
Meanwhile, the families of the pampered young masters killed or captured by Ling Feng also received invitations from the Five Lakes Group.
The Wei family, the Huang family, various corporations, and consortiums all turned their attention to the Ling family's funeral tomorrow.
The originally clear, star-filled sky was now completely covered by dark clouds.
And faintly, a massive vortex of dark clouds appeared in the sky, hovering over Hanjiang!
The winds and clouds churned. Tomorrow, Hanjiang would either experience clear skies or a fierce storm!
Ling Feng stood guard in the mourning hall, looking up at the gloomy sky. His eyes narrowed.
"Tomorrow, not a single drop of rain shall fall on Hanjiang!"
His words were like a murmur, yet they carried an awe-inspiring, terrifying aura.
It seemed as if even heaven was intimidated by Ling Feng. Despite the churning winds and clouds, the gathering darkness in the sky, as dawn broke, not a single drop of rain fell.
Yang Fei, who had been keeping track of time, looked outside. Seeing a sliver of dawn on the horizon, he walked in and bowed to Ling Feng, saying, "Heavenly Venerate, the time has come!"
Ling Feng immediately stood up and ordered, "Move the spirit!"
Moving the spirit meant transferring the two coffins from the inner hall to the outer hall, where they would receive everyone's respects.
To put it more bluntly, it meant placing them there for those wearing mourning clothes to wail.
This was an old custom!
Ling Feng was unaware of this before leaving home, but after ten years of campaigning, he had witnessed too much life and death, and rarely participated in such occasions.
How could he have imagined that upon his triumphant return, he would have to preside over his elder brother's funeral!
The grief surged within him, making the killing intent in Ling Feng's eyes even more terrifying.
Yang Fei dared not delay and was about to call for people to help.
But at that moment, two figures entered. An old man and a woman!
Seeing them, Ling Feng quickly went to greet them, "Uncle Bai, Aunt Bai, why have you come? Didn't I tell you that your health still needs recovery!"
The visitors were Uncle Bai and Aunt Bai. Their arrival brought more life and warmth to the mourning hall.
Aunt Bai's expression was grief-stricken, while Uncle Bai sighed repeatedly. He took Ling Feng's hand, tears streaming down his face, and spoke.
"Alas, Xiao Feng, I watched both you brothers grow up. I never expected that today, a white-haired person would see off a black-haired one..."
Uncle Bai's words struck Ling Feng's heart with unbearable pain, and his eyes also began to redden.
"A white-haired person seeing off a black-haired one" – these were words only the closest relatives were qualified to say.
And Uncle Bai was the closest relative to Ling Feng and his brother!
How could such words not cause Ling Feng immense sorrow?
"Uncle Bai, it is my fault. I failed to return in time. It is all my fault!" Ling Feng lowered his head, his guilt only able to be revealed to Uncle Bai.
Uncle Bai shook his head, took a deep breath, and held back his tears.
"Xiao Feng, let's not talk about that. Today, I am here to send off your elder brother, to let your elder brother rest in peace. Come! Move the spirit! Xiao Yan! Uncle Bai is here to see you off!"