Super War God in the City

Tang Family Villa, Ling Fan was seated leisurely on the sofa in the living room.

The manor was basically in ruins, and uninhabitable; therefore, Official Ling had moved to Tang Family's villa, quietly awaiting news.

In the hall, Tang Yinnian and Tang Jianzhong stood with bowed heads, while Tang Caiyan, having changed into a plain deep V-neck dress, displayed her impressive figure without a doubt.

However, her mood was somewhat downcast. When she had just left the manor, Phil hastily greeted her, excusing himself due to urgent family matters, and scurried away in a flurry.

She could tell that the guy was scared out of his wits and took off—after this separation, their relationship was probably doomed.

Now, she reigned in her emotions a bit. Fortunately, she had always been conservative; at most, she had only allowed Phil to hug her a few times without crossing the ultimate boundary!

Though she felt it was a pity, she was not too dejected; she had always used that last line of defense to hold him at bay.

Knowing that most men were alike, desiring what they couldn't get, and undervaluing it once they had it.

For this reason, Phil had always complained that Eastern women were too conservative. Now, she did not regret sticking to her conservative stance.

Previously, that guy had been full of promises, bragging about his significance overseas. Now faced with Ling Fan, he was just as cowardly as a dog. She had thought too highly of him before.

She took a deep breath and carried a fruit plate elegantly into the room.

"Young Master Ling, these are fruits I just peeled by hand for you, please taste them!" Tang Caiyan said cautiously, feeling some fear in her heart towards Ling Fan.

Ling Fan glanced indifferently at Tang Caiyan, a rare beauty for sure, but he had no interest.

"Put it down," Ling Fan nodded.

He was waiting for news—for An Xiyao's news, for news from those sent to Nine Dragons Mountain to deliver a message, and also for news of people searching for Tang Anqi, although he wasn't holding much hope for the latter.

Yao Yue was in the room caring for An Xixue, leaving just four people in the hall: Ling Fan, Tang Caiyan, and others.

"Ling Fan, Xiao Xue is awake. She said that the two of them were held in a basement somewhere, but she doesn't know the exact location!" Yao Yue suddenly came out from the room.

"Tell me every place related to the Tang Family, I'll look for her myself!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Fan immediately nodded. As a top assassin, Yao Yue excelled at tracking and finding people, far more capable than the Tang Family's underlings by countless times!

"You heard him, lead the way and cooperate immediately!" Ling Fan quickly instructed Tang Yinnian and the others.

...

Imperial Capital, Wolong Garden.

"Sir, didn't you ask to be kept informed about that young man's activities? There's news about that young man!" Secretary Song approached the elder with documents in hand.

At that moment, the elder was sitting by the lotus pond, feeding the fish. "What is it? Good news or bad news? Let me guess, did that fellow stir up trouble again?"

Secretary Song gave a bitter smile, "Our people just sent back news saying that Ling Fan killed the Tang Family's eldest, Tang Hongyi, in Xiangjiang, and the death of Tang Liang, the Tang family's old master, from rage.

Additionally, killing Wu Hua from the Yin Ghost Sect, as well as Cao Letian, the top disciple of Huangfu Yang, and Qin He, the closed-door disciple of Master Yong Xinghua, there was a fierce battle at the Tang Family Manor not long ago. The scene was extremely intense!"

As Secretary Song spoke, his expression was very serious. He then took out a laptop and opened it, "Chief, this is the video!"

The old man grinned, "I mean, can this kid survive without causing trouble? The Tang Family still holds some sway in Xiangjiang.

As for that so-called Huangfu Yang, Yong Xinghua, and their ilk, there's no need to worry about them. They're all from the Cultivation Realm. The affairs of the martial world are the martial world's own. They really aren't much related to us!"

The old man scattered the last handful of fish feed, clapped his hands, and took the laptop that Secretary Song handed over, clicking on the video!

The video quality wasn't high definition, and the angle wasn't quite right. It was captured by locking onto satellite cloud imagery. The precision definitely wasn't as good as special effects in a cinema. In the beginning, the frame was just set on Ling Fan's first appearance, and the old man didn't think much of it.

As the video played on, the old man gradually became serious and, by the end, his expression had turned solemn.

In about fifteen minutes, the old man closed the laptop, took a deep breath, and slowly said, "You've seen it!"

Secretary Song nodded, "Yes, I have!"

His interactions with martial artists had been limited, and like most people, he only heard about the Canglong Army. His impression of the Canglong Army was limited to the extent of ordinary martial artists.

It was only after following the old man that he truly understood something about the martial world, about the more secretive and deep aspects of the Martial Arts World. He never imagined that the power of one individual could reach such a realm, hardly inferior to medium-sized weaponry.

Such a person, if placed on a battlefield, would be simply unstoppable, capable of fighting thousands single-handedly. The ancient saying 'one man guards the pass, ten thousand are unable to break through' truly described such a scenario. Many people know too little about this other side of the world and simply can't imagine it.

"This kid, looks like he's probably recovered to the Seventh Grade Wuxuan level!", the old man said lightly.

He still remembered the video of the explosion at the Atlantic God Burial Island by the Eight-Nation Allied Forces back then. He had always believed that the kid wouldn't be so easily crippled and would make a kingly return someday. It seems he already has.

"Chief, Ling Fan has already sent people to notify Nine Dragons Mountain. Either they come and apologize to him, or they prepare for Tang Family Villa or their place to be flattened tomorrow!" Secretary Song reported with a wry smile.

"Ah, I say, this kid is a bit unreasonable. He kills someone's disciple and still expects their master to come and apologize? What kind of logic is that!" the old man grunted, baring his teeth.

"Cough, cough, he says it was their disciple who affronted him first, so..." Secretary Song interjected with an explanation.

"Alright, alright, that kid's bad habits are just like his master's. You can't reason with a disciple taught by Yan Bao!" the old man interrupted Secretary Song, grumbling discontentedly.

"However, it's not entirely his fault this time. Before coming to the Imperial Capital, the Tang Family abducted his people and directly asked him to come over!" Secretary Song added in Ling Fan's defense, as if he knew Official Ling's affairs very well!

The old man nodded, "Alright, let's see what happens tomorrow. If that brat isn't dead, we'll give him a hand!"

Secretary Song was a bit slow to react, "Old man, do you mean..."

"Heh, Huangfu Yang and Yong Xinghua making a house visit? That'd be the day. Just watch, tomorrow there'll be another bloodbath. If this guy has no skill and gets killed, then so be it.

If he kills the others, such a big commotion, can Xiangjiang turn a deaf ear? Get ready, for goodness' sake. This darn kid just won't let me have peace, still have to help wipe his ass!" the old man stood up and said irritably.

"Oh, and don't forget to get a copy of tomorrow's video!" the old man instructed before walking towards the back hall's thatched cottage with the laptop in tow.

He hadn't had enough of the video just watched, still yearning for more, planning to watch it again!