Tycoon War God-Chapter 611: I’m Here to Kill You!

In the clubhouse lobby, Lin Mu sat in a chair. Composed and calm, his gaze steady, his frame upright, he was like a king on his throne, looking down upon all beings in the world.

Meanwhile, Master Feng, whose name shook Harbor Island, could only crouch on the ground, kneeling before Lin Mu like a dog. His face was filled with shock, and his heart pounded with fear. He also felt an extreme hatred for Yan Yu. This idiot! Of all the people to provoke, he had to offend this god of death!

Yan Yu was stunned. Gawking at his master kneeling on the floor, his mind reeled.

"Master, what’s wrong?" Yan Yu asked blankly. "Weren’t you supposed to kill him? Why are you kneeling before him?"

"You fool, shut your damned mouth!" Feng Chen turned his head and roared. "Are you trying to get me killed?!"

Feng Chen rarely lost his temper, but when he did, it signified immense fury. When Master Feng of Harbor Island got angry, people died.

But Yan Yu never could have imagined that his master’s rage was directed at him.

"I..."

Yan Yu seemed to understand something, and his face began to turn pale.

Lin Mu looked at Feng Chen with a smile that was not quite a smile and said, "I hear you wanted to kill me?"

"I wouldn’t dare!" Feng Chen immediately kowtowed, begging for mercy. "That was all this treacherous disciple’s doing! I may be at fault, but I hope Mr. Lin will spare my life."

"Mr. Lin, I truly didn’t know it was you."

Feng Chen’s tone was extremely respectful, even fearful.

The battle at Suzhou... He had seen with his own eyes how this man before him had single-handedly obliterated several powerful families. Those were the true magnates of the Southeast Five Provinces! The Three Clans and Five Families... he had nearly slaughtered them all. The Shen Family, the Feng Family, and the Huang Family had all perished because of him. Grandmasters Hong Lie and Qiu Yi were executed with a single command from him. In his presence, Zhang Zhenren of Wudang had been repelled by just two sentences. The Spirit Seer, who ruled over the Southeast Five Provinces and was revered as a deity, was nothing more than his dog! He was also the chief instructor of the Divine Machine Camp! And behind him stood the entire, vast Southeast Military Region! Who would dare provoke him? Who would dare offend him? Who would dare say they wanted to kill him?

Seeing Feng Chen kneeling and begging for his life, Yan Yu’s mind thundered as if struck by lightning. His limbs turned ice-cold as a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head. His master is so terrified of this young man? Who on earth is he?

"I need an explanation."

Lin Mu’s tone was placid, but Feng Chen heard a murderous intent as fierce as a thunderbolt within it. If I can’t explain this clearly, Yan Yu will die, and so will I!

"Mr. Lin!" Feng Chen gritted his teeth. "Yan Yu was expelled from my school long ago! He is no longer my disciple! His affairs have nothing to do with me!"

To survive, he had to completely disown Yan Yu. Feng Chen wasn’t a man alone; he had a family, and he had relatives.

"Master!" Hearing Feng Chen’s words, Yan Yu’s face fell. With a thud, he dropped to his knees. "Master, I know I was wrong! Please, don’t cast me out!"

"Get lost!" Feng Chen kicked the crawling Yan Yu away, his eyes filled with regret and murderous intent. "To become the second master, you colluded with the Huang Family behind my back. Did Huang Zhenhao promise that if you worked for the Huang Family, he would make you the top master on Harbor Island and let you take my place?"

Feng Chen had known about this for some time. He hadn’t said anything because Yan Yu was, after all, his disciple. He was getting old, and it wouldn’t be so bad for his disciple to inherit his mantle. But Yan Yu should never, ever have provoked Lin Mu.

"You damned fool nearly got me killed, and you still have the nerve to beg me?!" Feng Chen abruptly stood up. "Mr. Lin, this traitor has offended you and deserves to die a thousand deaths. But it would be beneath your status to deal with him personally. Allow me to do it for you."

Feng Chen stalked toward Yan Yu, the killing intent on his face undisguised.

"No!" Yan Yu was terrified. He backed away, shaking his head. "Master, no, I know I was wrong."

"Pleading with me is useless," Feng Chen said coldly.

"Mr.... Mr. Lin, I’m sorry! Please spare me, I know I was wrong!" At that moment, Yan Yu finally remembered Lin Mu and hurriedly kowtowed to him, begging for forgiveness.

"I told you that with a single word from me, your master would kill you," Lin Mu said indifferently. "I also told you: if you don’t court death, you won’t die."

Yan Yu understood. Feng Chen understood even more clearly.

Yan Yu had to die.

"Traitor, in your next life, remember not to offend Mr. Lin again!" Feng Chen looked at his disciple, his expression complex. "Because he is a being you can never possibly imagine."

CRACK!

Just as Yan Yu was about to speak, a hand instantly crushed his throat.

Yan Yu stared at Feng Chen in disbelief, his eyes filled with despair and regret.

Slowly releasing his hand, Feng Chen let Yan Yu’s corpse fall to the ground, his eyes wide open in death. Even in his final moments, he never imagined his master would actually kill him.

BOOM!

Just then, the clubhouse doors burst open once again. This time, with brute force.

A middle-aged man with a grim expression strode into the hall, his face filled with murderous intent. Behind him were dozens of powerful experts. Not only that, but outside the clubhouse were hundreds more ruthless men, ready to fight and kill, whom he had gathered from various places. He had summoned all of them in less than half an hour.

Someone dared to mess with Huang Zhenhao’s daughter? They were courting death! And they had the audacity to tell him, Huang Zhenhao, to come crawling to them? That was a death sentence!

"Which damned fool dares to touch my daughter and has the gall to tell me to come to him?!" As soon as Huang Zhenhao appeared, he bellowed, "Get your ass out here right now! I’m going to personally slaughter... Master Feng?!"

Huang Zhenhao hadn’t finished speaking when he saw Feng Chen kill Yan Yu, leaving him utterly horrified.

Feng Chen actually killed his own disciple? What the hell is going on here?

It wasn’t just him; everyone else was stunned. On Harbor Island, Feng Chen was a renowned figure. As his disciple, Yan Yu was highly regarded by many. Now, the master has killed his disciple?

"Mr. Lin, are you satisfied with this?" Ignoring everyone else, Feng Chen walked over to Lin Mu after killing Yan Yu and knelt down again.

Hiss!

Seeing the famed Master Feng of Harbor Island kneeling before a young man and asking if he was satisfied, everyone gasped. Could someone please tell me what in the world happened here? they all roared internally.

"You are Huang Zhenhao?" Lin Mu ignored Feng Chen, instead looking at Huang Zhenhao with a faint, enigmatic smile.

"Yes... that is I." Huang Zhenhao didn’t know the young man’s background, but seeing that even Master Feng treated him with such caution, he was sure the man’s origins were extraordinary. Thus, his tone was exceedingly careful.

Lin Mu nodded. "My name is Lin Mu. I’m here to kill you."