"And many people died at Da Xin Publishing House. Da Gang... he’s dead, too."
Upon hearing the last sentence, a sliver of True Qi, born of his Divine Will, flared in the depths of Lu Yun’s eyes.
"You bastards think I’m joking, don’t you?"
Lu Yun had made meticulous preparations beforehand, but in the end, he had still miscalculated.
Each one of them held a gun with a ferocious expression, warily scanning the surrounding guards and soldiers.
Tan Chen was amused. He spread his arms wide with a careless expression. "Go ahead and kill them! You can even drag out their corpses and flog them for all I care!"
When the sedan stopped, the rear door was quickly opened, and a foot stepped out.
Upon seeing the newcomer, the people on the outskirts bowed respectfully, one after another.
The docks were even more chaotic. Thousands upon thousands of people were crowded there, desperate to board the last departing ships and escape the tumultuous city.
Meanwhile, Yanjing City, the former New Capital City of Daxia, had descended into complete chaos.
So, with their revenue streams cut off, they wouldn’t just resign themselves to their fate and wait to die.
As he finished speaking, five ghastly, bloody lines appeared on Lu Jingyao’s neck, carved by the man’s Qi.
Tan Chen’s sudden shooting stunned everyone present. But when they saw that Lu Yun was completely unscathed, their shock turned to utter disbelief.
On the other side was a dense formation of guards and soldiers. The dark muzzles of more than three thousand guns were aimed uniformly at the five hundred-plus gang members.
"I didn’t attack Da Xin Publishing House! I haven’t killed anyone!"
Shops were shuttered, their doors and windows bolted. The once-bustling storefronts were now just sealed-up panels, and the streets, once heavy with traffic, were left in a state of disarray.
Just as a tree casts a long shadow, a man is defined by his reputation. The title "Grandmaster of Divine Intent" was no joke.
Even a Grandmaster of Divine Intent was still human; they would die just the same if hit by a bullet.
With the Yuan Family no longer there to maintain order, crowds of people ran amok in the streets and alleys of Yanjing City.
The area near the Yun Port City gate was unusually bustling. Torches, oil lamps, military vehicle searchlights, and patrol car headlights illuminated the vast space as if it were day.
After a moment of shock, the remaining five hundred-plus gang members simultaneously dropped their weapons, fell to their knees, and began kowtowing desperately to Lu Yun.
Yan Lintong looked at the kneeling, begging gang members, took a deep breath, and waved his hand.
Lu Yun stopped. He stood less than twenty meters from Tan Chen, leaning on his Wisteria Spirit Staff.
Coming face-to-face with Daxia’s first publicly known Grandmaster of Divine Intent and the rather legendary man of Yun Port City, Cyan Eagle and the others felt a sudden, inexplicable terror.
By the time Tan Chen reacted, Lu Yun’s calm face was right in front of him.
"I’m willing to sweep the streets! I’m willing to be a slave for the Lu Family!"
Seeing the passenger ship successfully depart from the pier, Li Zhen couldn’t help but sigh in relief again.
"Next will be the other arm, then his legs, and finally... something else."
In the instant Tan Chen was stunned, Lu Yun suddenly pushed off with his feet, crossing the twenty-meter distance in a flash!
Across from them, Tan Chen stood with an air of triumph. The smile on his lips deepened as he watched the guards on high alert and the soldiers, who were too afraid to make a move.
Tan Chen, for his part, was thrown into a panic. His earlier arrogance and triumph vanished completely.
He hadn’t expected them to have a Grandmaster of Huajin, nor that they had acquired some of the latest foreign weapons. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for them to breach the heavily guarded Da Xin Publishing House.
Niu Dagang and two others who were always by Lu Jingyao’s side were all Lu Yun’s disciples—and not just Registered Disciples, but true disciples.
When Cyan Eagle, who was beside them, instinctively tried to fight back, he saw a visible, cyan-and-yellow stream of Qi sweep out from Lu Yun. The stream instantly enveloped all the gang leaders around them!
In this state of utter terror, Tan Chen completely lost his mind. He pulled out a new-model pistol from the Great United States and aimed it at Lu Yun.
Just then, Lu Fu continued, "They’re now demanding ten military trucks and a cache of military-grade weapons, and in return, they want us to let them leave the city."
"I just need the cars and guns! Give me the cars and guns! One more step and I’ll really kill him!"
"Lord Lu!"
Lu Yun didn’t stop. He continued walking forward with his cane. Tan Chen stared at the approaching man, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
His parents had died when he was young, all his relatives were gone, and he was sterile. He was one of those "invincible" men with nothing and no one to lose.
’The foreign guns that had always been the most effective counter to Martial Artists were useless?’
Leading them was Yan Lintong. He stood at the very front, staring daggers at the man on the other side who was holding Lu Jingyao, his eyes practically shooting fire.
"Enough with the bullshit. When are you bringing me what I want?"
Tan Chen, the Grandmaster of Huajin, was the first to lose consciousness. The meridians in his body shattered inch by inch, his internal organs instantly disintegrated, and he collapsed, his eyes wide with disbelief even in death. Then came the other leaders, losing their lives one after another.
Li Zhen, the deputy director of the General Affairs Office who had previously held some minor authority, had brought his entire family to board the last passenger ship to Yun Port City ahead of the crowds.
"Lord Lu, spare us!"
But even faced with news that would have sent the entire city into a panic, Lu Yun’s expression remained utterly serene.
Dressed in a black Zhongshan suit, Lu Yun stood at the car door, leaning on his cane.
"Lord Lu!"
But in the next second, his expression froze. The bullets hit Lu Yun, but they only left a few holes in his clothes. The skin underneath was completely unharmed, without even a trace of blood.
An intense wave of pain shot through Lu Jingyao. His eyes turned bloodshot, and veins bulged on his forehead. With his dislocated jaw, he could only let out a weak moan.
He frantically pulled the trigger, and bullets screamed through the air toward Lu Yun!
The crowd automatically parted to form a path, and Tan Chen, Cyan Eagle, and the others saw the man with the cane. He was walking toward them, unhurriedly, step by step.
"Stop! Don’t come any closer! Or I’ll kill him!"
Lu Yun let out a soft sigh. "I never thought that boy, Da Gang, would die just like that. I’ll go myself."
Nothing in this world is ever perfect. He had long anticipated that there would be complications.
Changing the old order was bound to come at a cost. The gangs that had been entrenched for years were used to throwing their weight around.
After this, Tan Chen pulled back his hand and shot a savage grin at the opposing side. "If you don’t bring me what I want, I’ll do more than just cripple one of his arms."
As soon as the words fell, Tan Chen’s pupils contracted violently. In that instant, his danger sense as a Grandmaster of Huajin was subjected to an unprecedented pressure.
"Oh, right. According to people at the scene, the Gang Leader of the Ba Fuxi Bang, Tan Chen, seems to be a Grandmaster of Huajin."
Every one of them knew this was their final gamble. If they succeeded, they could escape and continue to live as they pleased. If they failed, death was the only way out.
"Damned old fool! Time to teach you a lesson! You think I’m someone who scares easily?!"
Lu Yun didn’t look at them. He simply reached out, took the agonized Lu Jingyao, and walked toward the black sedan in the distance.
A massive, dark crowd was split into two opposing groups. On one side were the men from the Ba Fuxi Bang and the Weiyuan Thirteen Eagles Gang, numbering over five hundred.
As soon as his voice fell, the roar of an engine suddenly sounded from beyond the crowd. The people on the outermost edge all turned to look as a black sedan slowly approached.
As he spoke, he reached out his right hand toward Lu Jingyao’s left arm, which was being held by Cyan Eagle. He twisted it forcefully, and the arm bent at a grotesque angle.
He suddenly grabbed Lu Jingyao and pulled him in front of himself as a shield, clamping his right hand tightly on Lu Jingyao’s neck.
He let out one last hysterical roar, "You damned old bastard! Are you deaf?!"
Qi swirled around his five fingers, pulsing unstably, as if it could take Lu Jingyao’s life at any moment!
"Arrest them."
It was an indescribable feeling, as if he were constantly shrouded in the shadow of death.
Seeing Lu Jingyao in such agony, Yan Lintong’s fury boiled over, and he began cursing. "Fuck your mother, Tan Chen! I swear I’ll slaughter your entire family!"
’Thankfully, I have Lu Yun, my father-in-law, over in Yun Port City. Otherwise, I really wouldn’t have known what to do with my family.’

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