Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 318 I Like to Talk with My Fists

As Ye Feng's carriage made its way to the Great General's Mansion, countless shadows swiftly surged in the dark night, darting in all directions. These were undoubtedly sentries, stationed by the major powers of the Imperial Capital to keep an eye on Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was aware of them, but he chose to ignore them. What did covert tracking matter? This very night, he intended to let these so-called Aristocratic Clan Gates know of his actions.

At the Zhang Family, a shadowy figure fell into the courtyard like a ghost and then shouted in a panic, "It's bad, Patriarch, it's terrible news—Young Master Yuan Cheng, he..."

Before the words were finished, two figures dashed out from the main guest hall and stood under the eaves, barking coldly, "What is this panic about? Haven't you been taught better? What kind of behavior is this, losing all decorum?"

The Zhang Family of the Imperial Capital also occupied a vast estate in the Inner City, which in itself was enough to showcase the exceptional foundations of the Zhang Family.

The heavy rain was torrential, stirring up layers of mist in the dark night. The black figure stood in the rainy night, head bowed, and reported, "To inform the Patriarch, Young Master Yuan Cheng... he has been killed!"

"What did you say?" A middle-aged man clad in luxurious silk robes with thick eyebrows furrowed in anger and roared, "Yuan Cheng has been killed? How is that possible? Who would be so bold as to dare kill my son?"

This was the Patriarch of the Zhang Family, Zhang Lihao, also the father of Zhang Yuancheng. He was a renowned figure in the business circles of the Imperial Capital. With the support of his own father's power and influence, he had expanded his business to cover a vast portion of the Xuanyuan Nation.

The man in black replied, "The one who killed Young Master Yuan Cheng was none other than the Northern Border King, Ye Feng!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Lihao's body jolted as if electrocuted, and his face surfaced with fright and confusion, unable to speak for a long time.

An elderly steward spoke up, "What exactly happened? There was no reason, no cause. Why would that man from the Northern Border suddenly kill the Young Master?"

The man in black replied, "This subordinate does not know!"

As a Martial King and a shadow informant for the Zhang Family, this man was only responsible for stealthily monitoring Ye Feng and naturally was unaware of the incident from three days prior.

"It's no longer important. None of that matters now. Uncle Foo, you dispatch someone to bring back Yuan Cheng's body. Additionally, go personally and call my father back!" Zhang Lihao said, clenching his fists tightly with each word.

"Yes, Patriarch. However, Patriarch, now that this has happened, you must also take care of your health," Uncle Foo said.

"Rest assured, I can take it. Even if he is the Heavenly Emperor Laozi himself, I will make him pay for killing my son. I had originally planned to scheme for a bit longer, waiting for the opportune moment to strike against that lad, but I never expected..."

Breaking off, Zhang Lihao howled, "This matter is of great importance. Only by having my father return can we take control of the situation. Additionally, I need to contact a few people!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Lihao plunged into the rain curtain without even bothering to use an umbrella.

Meanwhile, Ye Feng had already arrived at the Great General's Mansion.

"Who goes there?" two Great Grandmasters standing guard immediately challenged.

The threshold of the Great General's Mansion was extremely high, even two steps taller than that of the Northern Cloud Residence.

In the Imperial Capital, apart from the threshold of the Utility Pavilion, that of Duantian Great General's Mansion was the highest, and in terms of opulence and the size of the estate, it was second only to the Utility Pavilion.

Of course, the power and influence of the Great General's Mansion were unparalleled, not just in the entire Imperial Capital but even within the whole of the Xuanyuan Nation, ranking within the top three.

Ye Feng did not speak. He emerged from the carriage wrapped in a greatcoat. Despite the heavy downpour, the splatter of the rain falling on him was repelled by a faint, invisible force field around him.

He directly brought out his own Northern King's Token!

"It's the Northern King, greetings to the Northern King, please wait a moment, I will go and report this at once!" a Great Grandmaster said with a cupped fist salute and went straight inside.

At places like the Great General's Mansion, which is the Duantian Mansion, if there was no prior appointment invitation, reporting was required, even if the visitor was a ruler from the Four Realms or a Sect Leader from the Utility Pavilion, the grandeur was immense.

At this very moment, in the study of the backyard of the Great General's Mansion, Duantian sat on an ancient Taishi Chair carved with pear blossoms, dragons, and phoenixes, holding a copy of Wu Mu's Legacy. However, he was not reading but conversing with a young man standing below.

The young man appeared to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with phoenix-shaped eyes that exuded a vigorous and bold spirit. Most striking was the red mole between his eyebrows, which when paired with his phoenix eyes, added a touch of enchanting beauty.

Yet beneath this enchanting appearance, his high nose bridge and sharp eyes conveyed an undeniable sense of dominance.

"Foster Father, the one from the Northern Border has returned," the young man suddenly spoke up, revealing that he was the foster son of the Great General Duantian, known as Sky-piercing.

Merely being the foster son of the Great General was enough to allow him to walk sideways in the Imperial Capital, but Sky-piercing had an even more potent identity, that of the eldest grandson of the Heaven Guard National Pillar from Xuanyuan Nation's four great national pillars.

In those years, the four great national pillars were exceedingly influential and powerful. However, as the old pillars passed away one by one, their families' power gradually declined. Nonetheless, a dying camel is still larger than a horse, and the influence of the four great national pillars' families was still colossal.

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Almost no one in Xuanyuan Nation knew that the current Great General Duantian was actually the direct disciple of the Heaven Guard National Pillar. It was because of this relationship that the two families remained very close to this day. In fact, the descendants of the four great national pillars had intricate relations within the Imperial Capital's General's Mansion and Utility Pavilion.

Without putting down the book in his hand or turning around, Duantian simply asked, "He has returned, so you are worried?"

Sky-piercing couldn't help but smile slightly, which strangely had a touch of feminine enchanting charm, quite at odds with his name. He replied indifferently, "Ever since I could walk, the elders of the clan have been devoted to training and teaching me martial arts. At the age of six, I was sent to my master, and at sixteen, I entered 'that place,' not emerging until now..."

He paused for a moment, looking up at Duantian, and asked word by word, "Foster Father, do you understand what this means?"

Duantian casually asked, "What does it mean?"

Sky-piercing laughed and said, "This means that in the vast Xuanyuan Nation, aside from the two from the Utility Pavilion who might make me slightly wary, there is no one else whom I fear."

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Only then did Duantian slowly turn his head and put down the book in his hand. Of course, he knew whom his foster son was referring to as the two from the Utility Pavilion, the current two Grand Elders.

What an audacious claim.

"Looking at this generation, there are a few notable talents. The one from the Northern Border is one, another is Zhang Wenyuan, the direct disciple of the Grand Sect Leader Zhao Gongming from the Utility Pavilion, and there's also a direct disciple of the Sixth Sect Leader, a very secretive individual, whose exact background even I am unaware of," Great General Duantian said leisurely.

Sky-piercing smiled slightly and asked in return, "Foster Father, don't you think I count as one?"

Duantian did not answer directly but said, "Of course, I hope you count as one, but my word alone is not enough; facts must speak for themselves. More precisely, fists must do the talking. You understand what I mean?"

Sky-piercing couldn't help but laugh, "I like to speak with my fists!"

Duantian nodded approvingly. Honestly speaking, since his foster son was accepted by that person, he was not worried at all. His only concern was, if Sky-piercing were to defeat Ye Feng, what would be the attitude of the Utility Pavilion?

Just at that moment, someone outside suddenly reported, "Great General, Ye Feng from the Northern Border requests an audience!"

"Why has he come?" Great General Duantian immediately stood up.