Tonight, We Will Ensure These Reckless Scumbags Come but Never Leave

Thoughts were still swirling in his mind.

At the corner ahead, the shadows were as thick as ink, and a figure silently emerged from the darkness.

There were no footsteps, no breathing, and even his killing intent was completely concealed. Only a pair of eyes gleamed with a cold light in the dark.

Bai Fufeng remained completely oblivious, continuing to walk forward.

Thirty feet.

Twenty feet.

Ten feet...

“Third Brother!”

Suddenly, Bai Xiuan's urgent shout echoed from the entrance of the alley behind him:

“Come back quickly! Something has happened at the mansion!”

Bai Fufeng's expression froze, and the alcohol-induced haze instantly vanished. He retreated to the alley entrance in a flash and asked urgently,

“Second Brother, what's going on? Someone dares to move against our Bai family?”

“Get in the carriage first!”

The carriage curtain was pulled back. As soon as Bai Fufeng leaped into the carriage, the driver cracked his whip, and the wheels rumbled as the carriage sped down the deserted street.

Inside the carriage, Bai Xiuan's face was as dark as water. He gritted his teeth and said coldly,

“It is still unclear what exactly happened. Just as the carriage reached Wanhua Ward, I saw flames soaring into the sky in the direction of our ancestral home. The air was filled with the sounds of clashing weapons and miserable screams...”

Hearing this, the muscles at the corners of Bai Fufeng's eyes twitched violently, and a trace of apprehension crept into his voice:

“Second Brother... since the enemy dared to launch a full-scale assault while Grandfather is away, they must have come prepared. If we rush back blindly, wouldn't we be...”

“What are you panicking for?”

Bai Xiuan snorted coldly, killing intent surging in his eyes.

“You have been in seclusion for many days, so you naturally do not know that Grandfather left a backup plan. He specifically invited the first chief of Chenjian Dock, Chief Duan, to guard the mansion!”

“I have already contacted Chief Duan through our secret channels. If all goes well, he will leave the mansion to meet us first, and then we will fight our way back together!”

At this point, Bai Xiuan clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking loudly, his voice dripping with intense killing intent:

“No matter what kind of scum has come tonight trying to take advantage of our vulnerability... humph, they have kicked a steel plate this time!”

The tension on Bai Fufeng's face visibly melted away. He exhaled a long breath of turbid air, his apprehension vanishing instantly as a bloodthirsty ferocity re-emerged in his eyes:

“So that's how it is... Good! Tonight, we will ensure these reckless scumbags come but never—”

Before he could finish his sentence, a sudden change occurred!

A sharp, air-rending sound exploded behind the carriage, like tearing silk or the screech of an eagle. It startled the two carriage horses, causing them to neigh in panic and raise their front hooves high!

A dark figure holding a blue-steel blade upside down shot forward like a black arrow released from a bowstring, skimming along the ground!

Inside the carriage!

The pupils of Bai Xiuan's narrow, fox-like eyes contracted sharply as he roared,

“Enemy attack! Retreat!”

Before the words had fully left his mouth!

The solid wood wall of the carriage exploded with a loud bang, shattering into pieces.

A barrage of wooden splinters and debris shot out like hidden weapons, pelting against the high walls with sharp clattering sounds!

Two figures, one in white and one in black, stepped onto the shafts of the carriage and retreated into the shadows on either side without a moment's hesitation.

But the incoming dark figure was too fast, and his killing intent was glaringly obvious!

A clear sword chime rang out like a dragon roaring from its scabbard. The three-foot blue blade gleamed with a chilling light, its tip pointing directly at the vital point of Bai Fufeng's throat!

Before the blade even arrived!

The fierce wind whipped against his face.

Bai Fufeng felt a sudden chill at his throat, and the hairs on his neck stood on end. His eyes practically split wide with rage as he gritted his teeth and roared,

“What audacity!!”

At this critical juncture, Bai Fufeng's reflexes were incredibly fast.

The blood qi within his body boiled like scalding water, and the Anjin within his Taichong acupoint erupted like a bursting dam.

He abruptly raised his right hand, a sinister dark light surfacing on his palm!

The dark light was like ink and mist, and black sunflower-like thorn patterns spread across his entire arm, eerie and enchanting.

【Yin Sunflower Palm: Demon Sunflower Sprouting Bloom】!

As he unleashed the palm, a sinister wind howled!

Instead of retreating, Bai Fufeng advanced. Carrying a bone-corroding, heart-decaying frigid force, he struck directly at the incoming attacker's chest. It was a ferocious style that traded life for life and wound for wound.

The dark figure was undoubtedly Shen Xiuhan.

Facing this venomous strike, not a single ripple of emotion appeared in his cold, sharp eyes.

Not only did he not dodge or evade, but Hanlin in his hand carried a freezing wind as it slashed downward in midair!

The sound of a sharp blade tearing through flesh rang out!

Bai Fufeng forcefully tilted his neck. The forest-white blade sliced into his right shoulder along his collarbone, drawing a trail of dark red blood droplets that splattered across the alley!

“Hahaha!!”

Yet he did not care in the slightest. His face was filled with twisted madness, and as his venomous palm strike drew within inches of Shen Xiuhan's chest, he howled savagely,

“Die for me!”

Bai Fufeng's palm strike was bone-chilling, overbearing, and bizarre.

Once hit, the black sunflower pattern would act like a maggot on a bone, spreading through the meridians to cover the entire body. Ultimately, it would freeze the opponent's blood qi and cause their internal organs to stiffen and die.

Taking a sword strike to trade for a life.

Whether it was a loss or a gain, Bai Fufeng believed he had calculated it perfectly.

However, only a breath later...

The sneer on Bai Fufeng's face froze, turning into a look of utter disbelief and shock.

“This is...”

A freezing force that did not belong to him spread silently from the wound on his right shoulder.

That cold qi was countless times purer than his Yin Sunflower Palm. It was like an ice snake entering his body, rapidly slithering along his meridians. Wherever it passed, his blood stagnated and his muscles stiffened, causing half of his body to lose all sensation.

The five main meridians in his body, along with the force in his Taichong major acupoint, actually became sluggish and failed to circulate smoothly under the oppression of this freezing power.

In comparison, the meager cold force in his palm was like a firefly next to the bright moon—completely insignificant!

“Not good!”

Bai Fufeng's face paled with shock as a sense of impending doom filled his heart!

Meanwhile, a cold light flashed in Shen Xiuhan's eyes. He flicked his wrist, preparing to shift his stance and slice horizontally to decapitate him on the spot!

But suddenly, he caught a fleeting flash of joy in Bai Fufeng's eyes, even though the man still feigned a pleading expression:

“He-Hero, please... spare my life!”

Shen Xiuhan narrowed his eyes, his ears twitching slightly.

Behind him, a nearly imperceptible sound quietly drew near.

Like a venomous serpent that had been lying in wait for a long time, Bai Xiuan silently lunged forward. He pressed his hands together, his fingertips glowing with a faint dark light as he aimed straight for Shen Xiuhan's back!

【Phantom Demon Finger】!

Attacked from both front and back, Shen Xiuhan's expression remained unchanged.

He naturally drew back his right hand holding the sword, the sword-light stabbing backward like a bolt of silk.

At the same time, he sank his hips and planted his feet. His long leg rose like a soaring dragon, sweeping upward from the ground to deliver a fierce high kick that struck Bai Fufeng square on the chin!

【Thirty-Six Paths Sky-Collapsing Kick: Rising Dragon Kick】!

A muffled impact, like the beating of a giant war drum, exploded through the air!

Bai Fufeng felt an unimaginably violent force crash into his chin like a battering ram.

Amidst the bone-chilling sound of cracking bone, Bai Fufeng let out a blood-curdling shriek. His mouthful of strong white teeth, along with his shattered jawbone, splattered in all directions like hail mixed with blood.

He was thrown back like a man rammed head-on by a stampeding bull. His feet left the ground as he flew twenty feet backward, crashing heavily against the high blue-brick wall with a resounding boom.

The dust accumulated on the wall rained down.

Bai Fufeng slid down the wall like a lump of soft mud. The lower half of his face was a bloody mess, with blood streaming down his neck and soaking his collar. He slumped limply in the corner of the wall, his fate unknown.