Super War God in the City

Overwhelmed by the tide of his thoughts, He Chuan was extremely terrified and immediately knelt down in front of the dais, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

"Young Master He, spare my life, please! I was blind and did not mean to offend. I really haven't done anything out of line. I beg you to spare my life!" He Chuan's forehead was bloodied from kowtowing, his tears and snot flowing freely.

He simply couldn't imagine what kind of fate awaited him. Of all the people he could have offended, he had to offend the mysterious boss of Young Master He?

The reason the He Family could walk so proudly today, the reason he, He Chuan, could be so arrogant and overbearing, wasn't it all because of Young Master He's mysterious boss?

Yet he had actually had designs on the man's woman and even flaunted his power in front of Ling Fan, how much more could he have courted death!

There is a saying, "A single leaf can block the view of Mount Tai," isn't it describing someone like him?

At this moment, He Chuan was feeling the wish to die. If his arms weren't broken, he would have slapped himself several times already.

Li Mengying, standing to the side, couldn't articulate the mixed feelings in her heart. Those people she looked up to with such awe were kowtowing in front of Ling Fan like grandsons, simply unbelievable.

Yun Fei wasn't too surprised by He Feichen's actions. This guy was after all a lackey of Ling Fan, so it was only natural for him to kneel and beg for forgiveness. He hadn't expected this guy to be one of He Feichen's men, though.

But the status of He Feichen at the scene didn't seem to be high enough for this kind of reverence. Hong Dewei had looked down on him back in the day, yet now, he commanded the fearful respect of all the Elders of the Martial Arts Families present?

She looked at Ling Fan, feeling that something was amiss. The more mysterious and excellent Ling Fan became, the stronger the sense of crisis in her heart.

How a woman with high emotional and intellectual quotients thinks differs from that of a regular woman. While the former feels pride and joy for her man's accomplishments, she will consider another issue.

That is, she would seek to improve herself and not fall too far behind so that the distance between them does not stretch too far. "Absence makes the heart grow fonder" also has its limits.

As for the latter, apart from pride and joy, there's more pessimism and worry. They find solace and concern in their other half's excellence and drown daily in anxiety, fearing the day a rival or a mistress will appear, turning suspicious and mistrustful, often leading to a grim outcome.

Then there are those ruthless enough to kill their husband's excellence, preventing him from achieving anything. They firmly believe that a capable man will go bad, and a mediocre life is the only true way. A peculiar individual, the novelist 'Spark Jun', has come across such a case and was equally astounded.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two consecutive sounds pulled Yun Fei back to reality. She looked closely and saw Yuan Long and Ma Ji also kneeling on the ground with faces filled with panic.

"Young Master Ling... we did not know you were present here. We implore your forgiveness. Had we known, we would have rather died than come here to offend you!" Yuan Long and Ma Ji were frightened out of their wits, scared stiff.

Heck, the families behind them had nearly been wiped out by this young man. Killing them would be as easy for Ling Fan as crushing ants.

Ma Hua stood to the side, feeling as if struck by lightning, and 'plop', he too knelt down, his heart ashen, his face pale, finally realizing he had provoked a disaster, not even having the courage to beg for mercy.

Qian Dayong, Feng Qiang, and others watching the scene were shocked to see the once unassailable crowd now kneeling at Ling Fan's feet, their hearts bursting with excitement and admiration.

Leng Chuan below the stage felt panicky at heart and couldn't help thinking about leaving the place immediately, not wanting to linger a moment longer.

As for Yuan Shang, he had completely collapsed. Sitting in his chair, he couldn't even stand up.

Li Shishi stared with wide eyes, unable to speak a word, recalling her own behavior just moments before, feeling like an ignorant clown.

Shangguan Yue pursed her lips, remembering the incident on the airplane. She finally believed the promise Ling Fan had made to her, no longer feeling any doubt or hesitation, already making a silent resolution.

Zhao Yuan and the Dai Sisters looked on at the scene on stage with wooden expressions, feeling as if they had fallen into an ice pit, chilled from head to toe.

The audience below need not even be mentioned; words failed to capture the shock they felt at that moment. It was as if they had been dropped from ten thousand meters high, their hearts nearly bursting with the adrenaline rush.

Ling Fan, standing on stage, glanced at Yuan Long and Ma Ji, "Are you from the Yuan Family and Ma Family of Zhongnan Dragon Pool?"

Not daring to show any disrespect, the two hurriedly replied, "Yes!"

Ling Fan was puzzled, wondering what these families meant by coming here together.

"How come you are all here?" Ling Fan asked with a frown.

At his words, the two felt a shiver in their hearts and hurriedly started to explain, "We were ordered by our Family Head to come here and warn the young members of our families in Binzhou not to offend your friend. We didn't expect such a misunderstanding to happen right after we arrived; it's an unforgivable crime!"

Ling Fan chuckled to himself, not sure whether to believe them or not.

"Heh, the young members of your families are quite impressive. If I had returned just two days later, I might have had to collect the bodies of my people," Ling Fan said indifferently.
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Upon hearing this, the two were terrified, practically out of their bodies with fear.

Ma Ji was desperate; he knelt and begged for mercy, then seemed to remember something and suddenly charged at Ma Hua, who was kneeling on the ground in a daze, and fiercely punched him right in the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

Poor Ma Hua didn't even have a chance to utter a plea before he died on the spot.

Yuan Long turned his head to look around and saw a few men employed by Hua Yi bearing the Yuan Family insignia on the platform. He erupted in fury and in a few breaths of time, crushed them to death.

Having done this, the two knelt again and begged for mercy, "Young Master Ling, we have now cleansed our families of these blind fools. We beg for your vast forgiveness, spare us!"

In a corner beneath the platform, Yuan Shang was so frightened by the scene above that he nearly wet himself. Luckily, he hadn't shown himself, or he would be a corpse by now.

The guy on the stage was terrifying; the two Elders were simply insane. To earn forgiveness, they showed no mercy to their own people, killing them on the spot.

As Ma Hua and the others were executed, He Chuan was so shocked he nearly passed out.

Seeing Yuan Long and Ma Ji's resolute stance, He Feichen dared not delay. He Chuan could not be spared, so he stood up and glared at the ash-faced He Chuan.

"You dare to offend my boss, you're blind! You can't be spared today!" He Feichen said furiously, about to go forward and end the wretch.

Just then, Ling Fan suddenly spoke, saying indifferently, "Enough, his crime doesn't warrant death."

He Feichen's motion froze, surprised that Ling Fan would actually speak up to spare He Chuan.

Immediately, he kicked the stunned He Chuan to the ground, "Are you deaf? My boss has spared your worthless life, and you don't kneel and thank him?"

"Thank you, Young Master Ling, for not taking my life, thank you, Young Master Ling, for not taking my life!" He Chuan sobbed with gratitude, feeling for the first time how happy it was to be alive.

"The two of you get up as well!" Ling Fan glanced at Yuan Long and Ma Ji and ordered softly.

As if pardoned, the two felt as if they had taken a turn at Ghost Gate and finally got their lives back.

With the matters of the Martial Association settled, Ling Fan then leisurely turned his attention to the two panic-stricken individuals, Wang Jing and Wang Anxiang.

"The ones who hired your Martial Association against me are those two!" Ling Fan said indifferently to Yuan Long and the others.