Qin Xuan stood up and addressed everyone,
"From this day forward, our Qin family will no longer have to hide and cower."
"You all wait here for me. In one day, I will bring you back to Jiangbei."
Qin Yi furrowed his brows.
"Xiao Xuan, are you planning to..."
Upon hearing this, Qin Yi was shocked.
"Xiao Xuan, although your current strength may have surpassed your father's, those are major aristocratic families. They have deep foundations, numerous Grandmaster experts, and even Grandmasters presiding over them. You are exceptionally talented, there's no need to rush. Just cultivate for a few more years, or a decade or two, and you will surely reach the peak of martial arts. Then, it won't be too late to avenge our Qin family."
Qin Xuan smiled upon hearing this, a hint of confidence appearing on his face.
"Mere Grandmasters, I can slaughter them like pigs and dogs!"
"Ling'er, wait here with everyone. Today, the Chu family will disappear from the capital!" Qin Xuan ruffled Ling'er's hair, and then his figure instantly vanished from the room.
Everyone was instantly stunned.
They exchanged bewildered glances.
"He vanished in the blink of an eye. Even a Grandmaster wouldn't have such speed. Xiao Xuan has likely... reached the pinnacle of martial arts!" Qin Yi exclaimed.
Leaving the Qin residence, Qin Xuan proceeded at extreme speed to the summit of the Forbidden City.
As it was the last remaining imperial city relic from ancient times, there were no others present except tourists.
Everyone was busy maintaining the Forbidden City, so few paid attention to Qin Xuan atop it.
Qin Xuan sat cross-legged at the peak of the Forbidden City, his eyes gently closed, waiting for nightfall.
Several hours passed.
The sun slowly descended.
Qin Xuan watched the setting sun, the last ray of sunlight crossing his profile.
Nightfall arrived.
A dark night with a strong wind... a night for killing.
Qin Xuan abruptly opened his eyes, transforming into a streak of starlight heading directly for the Chu family mansion.
The Chu Family.
A group of Chu family members watched Chu Zifeng sitting in the reception hall, grinning foolishly.
Around him were excrement and urine, the result of him losing control of his bowels and bladder.
Chu Zifeng's younger brother, Chu Shaofan, couldn't hold it in and gagged.
Chu Tianhua, the old patriarch of the Chu family, was filled with rage.
"Who did this!"
Chu Zifeng was the heir of the Chu family for this generation, and now he had become a fool.
Not only had he become a fool, but the Chu family's reputation had also been severely slapped in the capital.
"Guards!"
Immediately, two old men in blue robes appeared on either side of Chu Tianhua.
Judging from the powerful aura emanating from them, both were Grandmaster level experts.
"You must find the person who harmed Zifeng! I will tear him into a thousand pieces!"
"Yes!"
As the two were about to turn, a cold, deathly voice echoed.
"No need to search, I am here."
As soon as the words fell, a figure appeared in everyone's sight.
As gazes converged, Qin Xuan's appearance became clear to all.
"Boy, who are you! Don't you know where you are? How dare you trespass into my Chu family! Are you tired of living!"
Chu Shaofan pointed at Qin Xuan and cursed.
Qin Xuan let out a cold laugh.
"It hasn't been long, yet you, the Second Young Master Chu, don't recognize me anymore?"
Chu Shaofan's expression flickered upon hearing this.
"You recognize me?"
"Open your dog eyes and look!"
A sharp reprimand startled Chu Shaofan.
Chu Shaofan stared intently at Qin Xuan, and suddenly a scene from Dongyong City flashed in his mind.
"Boy, it's you!"
Chu Shaofan remembered. The person before him was the one who had crossed him at the auction in Dongyong City, and who had eventually escaped.
"Boy, I've been looking for you for a long time. I never expected you to show up here!"
"Truly, the road to heaven you refuse, the gates of hell you choose to enter!"
"Guards, apprehend this brat!"
As he spoke, over a dozen martial artists surged forward, encircling Qin Xuan.
"Stop!"
Suddenly, Chu Tianhua, who was seated in an armchair, spoke.
Chu Tianhua slowly rose, his gaze fixed on Qin Xuan.