All the guests who came to the Ye Family's birthday celebration were of extraordinary status. They were big shots who could make the Xia tremble with a stomp of their feet.
However, there was an old saying that was very good.
When an ordinary man was angry, blood would splatter within five steps. Within ten steps, he could kill all his enemies.
The meaning of this sentence was that even if you had the power of a country and held supreme power, within ten steps, a boorish fellow could take your life.
Moreover, Ye Xuan was not a reckless man. In his eyes, no matter who you were, unless you were a legendary god, you were no different from an ant in his eyes.
The guests present were all sophisticated people. They understood the current situation very well. Everyone looked hesitant. Obviously, they were thinking of retreating.
Before the guests could make a decision, dozens of Ancient Warriors took the lead.
"Ye Xuan, I'm sorry. We are no match for him. Goodbye!" Several ancient martial art practitioners looked ashamed. They cupped their hands and bowed to Ye Canghai before leaping out of the Ye Family compound.
"Ye Xuan, I'll return the thirty million. Take care of yourself." A Transforming Strength master shook his head and sneered. He walked out of the door. Thirty million was tempting, but compared with his life, he knew very well what to choose.
The dozens of Ancient Warriors left in twos and threes. Facing a terrifying man who could easily kill Gu Yaobang, they couldn't even muster a trace of fighting spirit.
The whole place was silent and the atmosphere was heavy.
Ye Canghai and his son looked terrible. Although they hated the shameless faces of these Ancient Warriors, the key problem now was how to solve the problem in front of them.
"Little brother, where it's possible to make mistakes, one should forgive them. After all, you are also a descendant of the Ye Family. Why don't we sit down and talk?" A political boss stepped forward with a smile on his face.
"Who are you?" Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes and asked.
"Let me introduce myself. I am the assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Li …"
Chi!
Blood flashed and a head fell to the ground. Before the man could finish his words, the so-called assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue was killed by Ye Xuan on the spot, turning into a headless corpse that fell to the ground.
"Hiss!"
Gasps could be heard from the guests present. Their expressions were filled with fear, and no one dared to stand up for the Ye Family. Their gazes towards Ye Xuan were filled with fear.
"I'll only give you ten breaths of time. If you don't leave, then you'll never be able to leave."
Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and the bloody light around him bloomed slightly. An extremely terrifying murderous intent erupted. It was obvious that he was not just saying it, but really wanted to kill.
"Elder Ye, we are powerless today. Please forgive us." One of the big shots in the political world cupped his hands and said goodbye. He didn't even say a word and directly walked out of the door with his family.
With one person taking the lead, this silent fear instantly magnified. Guests continuously bid farewell and left, causing the faces of the Ye Clan members to turn even paler. They looked at Ye Xuan with even more fear in their eyes.
"Ye Xuan, you little bastard. Even if you are an ancient martial arts grandmaster, do you really think that the Ye family is easy to bully?"
Thud, thud, thud!
Numerous footsteps came from outside the door. Ye Hanchuan was seen leading hundreds of guards into the Ye Family's courtyard. These guards were fully armed and had live ammunition. It was obvious that they had received formal training.
"Shoot him for me."
Without any nonsense, Ye Hanchuan roared loudly. Hundreds of guards held submachine guns in their hands and directly pulled the trigger. The flames that tore everything apart shot towards Ye Xuan.
Thud, thud, thud!
The sound of countless bullets whistling was heard, and hundreds of tongues of fire were raging. In the face of modern heavy weapons, Ye Xuan sneered and didn't take them seriously at all.
"Kill!"
The King of Hell took lives, and the King of Hell took souls.
Ye Xuan slashed out with his sword and directly cut more than ten guards in half. A large amount of blood spurted out, and an extremely strong smell of blood filled the entire Ye Family's courtyard.
Broken limbs and blood flowed like a river. Ye Xuan seemed to have turned into an Asura from the underworld. A large number of floating corpses fell at his feet. Under the reflection of the blood on the ground, it made him even more terrifying.
"Why … why is it like this?"
"Is … Is he still human?"
Ye Hanchuan trembled all over. Looking at the hundreds of guards who died on the spot, he seemed to have lost his soul. He was completely shocked by Ye Xuan's terrifying means.
Boom!
There was an explosion in the void. When the hundreds of guards were all dead, the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood. Ye Xuan walked towards Ye Hanchuan step by step. Ye Hanchuan suddenly woke up when the Bloodthirsty Demonic Sword was pressed against his throat.
"Xuan … Xuan 'er … Don't … Don't kill me … I am your second uncle!"
Plop!
When death really came, Ye Hanchuan directly collapsed to the ground. He looked at Ye Xuan who was full of murderous intent. His eyes were filled with uncontrollable fear, and he even humbly begged Ye Xuan.
"Ye Xuan, stop. You have killed enough people. No matter what grudges you have against the Ye Clan, he is still your second uncle."
Xia Qingzhu's face was pale, and a large amount of tears appeared in her eyes. She quickly walked towards Ye Xuan, and when she opened her arms and hugged Ye Xuan from behind, Ye Xuan's ferocious expression gradually eased.
The world was silent, and not a sound could be heard.
When Xia Qingzhu hugged Ye Xuan tightly, a glimmer of hope appeared in Ye Hanchuan's eyes. He looked at Xia Qingzhu with gratitude.
Ye Hanchuan knew that Ye Xuan and Xia Qingzhu were childhood sweethearts. If there was anyone present who could stop Ye Xuan, it would be Xia Qingzhu.
"Ye Xuan, Qingzhu begs you, let go of the hatred in your heart." Xia Qingzhu hugged Ye Xuan tightly, and her choked voice slowly sounded.
"Let go?"
"How?" Ye Xuan's ferocious expression disappeared, and his expression returned to normal.
"Come home with me, and let us return to the past. From now on, we will no longer care about these things," Xia Qingzhu said softly.
"Nephew Ye Xuan, uncle was too harsh on you in the past. This is uncle's fault. Today, you have killed Nangong Yun, and hundreds of lives in the Ye Clan. Why don't you just let go?" Xia Tiejun even spoke to persuade him.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Canghai's expression changed several times. He quickly said, "Grandson, this is all grandfather's fault. Please calm down."
After Ye Canghai finished speaking, he gave Ye Cang Hao a meaningful glance. This caused Ye Cang Hao to feel ashamed and angry, but he still suppressed his anger and forced a smile towards Ye Xuan, "There's no such thing as an insurmountable obstacle between us father and son. Father has let you and your mother down all these years, so I'll apologize to you."
Puchi!
Cold light flashed, and blood sprayed out. Just when everyone thought that Ye Xuan was going to change his mind, the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword pierced through Ye Hanchuan's throat. When Ye Xuan pulled back the sword, a large amount of blood flowed out from his throat. Ye Hanchuan directly turned into an ice-cold corpse, floating at Ye Xuan's feet.
"Wh … Why … Isn't he your second uncle?" Seeing this scene, Xia Qingzhu stuttered.
Suddenly turning around, Ye Xuan casually pushed Xia Qingzhu away, causing her to stumble and fall to the ground. Ye Xuan calmly looked at the woman below him, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips.
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