Like a lion awakening from its slumber, the middle-aged man now opened his eyes, and the pressure emanating from his gaze made everyone's body shake uncontrollably.

All the way up till now, he hadn't lifted a finger; it had always been his servant doing the work for him.

But now that he'd begun to speak, the pressure was so imposing that one could hardly imagine how easily he could crush one's self, no simpler than an ant.

Even though he might not end up like the others around him, under the scrutiny of the other party, Xu Fan still felt a wave of pressure.

Feeling the oppressive force stemming from the other party's gaze, Xu Fan even had the illusion that under those eyes, he could hide no secrets.

"I am Xu Fan."

There was nothing to quibble about. As Xu Fan met the other party's gaze, he nodded.

"Heh heh."

The young man before him hadn't bowed his head under his gaze, unlike those around him, prompting Situ Jing to let out a cold laugh.

No wonder he had the strength to kill his direct disciple; he did indeed have some skill.

"It seems you must already know why I've come."

From Xu Fan's expression, it was clear he had guessed his identity. Situ Jing now looked at Xu Fan and said, "Chen was my direct disciple. I don't understand why you killed him, nor do I wish to understand, but you must pay the price you owe…"

"But rest assured, I won't personally be the one killing you."

Situ Jing paused, lightly tapping on the Grand Tutor Chair, and looked over at Xu Fan with a somewhat playful gaze.

This youth, having the strength to kill his own disciple, indeed qualifies as a rare genius.

However, genius or not, it still requires time to mature and shine.

This lad is still too green.

Situ Jing was well aware that to kill Xu Fan, drawing his sword would be superfluous.

Just as he had said, he wasn't planning to personally execute Xu Fan.

For one, using his full strength against someone much younger—he knew such an act would not reflect well on his reputation.

Secondly, this youngster dared to target his disciple—if he simply killed him, it would be such a waste.

Not letting him taste true despair would be a disservice to his disciple resting below.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, Situ Jing looked at Xu Fan and said with a sneer, "People who offend me, Situ Jing, usually don't meet a good end. Since you've had the audacity to mess with my disciple, you'd better be prepared."

"Next, I'll patiently indulge you with a nice little game."

Truth be told, he was curious to see how long this youth could last under his torment.

A week? Half a month? Or a month?

Situ Jing couldn't predict when Xu Fan would kneel before him begging for mercy, but he was very clear that even if he begged, he wouldn't spare him.

Including everyone by his side.

This was the punishment an ant deserved for provoking his anger.

"Say that again, you son of a bitch!"

Situ Jing's gaze naturally didn't put anyone from the Qing Gang in his eyes, and he was now pronouncing Xu Fan's death sentence self-absorbedly. Instantly, a group of Qing Gang disciples crowding around Xu Fan couldn't hold back and lunged forward.

They now pointed at Situ Jing, yelling in anger.

But Situ Jing didn't even bother to take them seriously. At this moment, his attending servant muttered a word about the noise, and with a single palm strike unleashed!

In the blink of an eye, the wind roared! A streak of purple light burst out from the palm of the Sword-carrying Slave, lightning-fast!

"What!"

Just one palm strike shocked everyone around him into pallor!

The servant had been concealing his strength! Displaying inner strength externally, he was actually an innate expert!

At that moment, everyone's heart sank, realizing that the man who had spoken out for Xu Fan was likely about to pay with his life.

The Innate Qi Energy produced by the palm of an innate expert was not something an ordinary person could withstand.

"What?"

"This..."

Everyone thought that guy was doomed, but looking over at him now, not a single hair on his head had fallen.

Subconsciously, the group turned their gaze towards Xu Fan.

It was clear that the only reason that fellow had escaped death was purely because Xu Fan had lent a helping hand.

"Heh, the kid's quite the ungrateful one."

To Situ Jing's surprise, Xu Fan had actually blocked his Sword Slave's palm strike, a flash of astonishment crossing his eyes.

That Qing Gang Leader, afflicted by the Bone-Biting Qi Energy, could only cling to life if an Innate master used their Inner Strength to neutralize it.

If Xu Fan had just treated Han Dongxu's injuries, it would've been absolutely impossible for him to block that palm strike.

The fact that he had managed to do so clearly meant he had chosen not to save the dying Qing Gang Leader.

"Master..."

After the missed strike, the Sword-carrying Slave looked towards Situ Jing for instructions, seemingly eager to prove his strength.

Situ Jing smiled and waved his hand, saying, "No rush, we agreed to take our time with this."

He had only recently emerged from seclusion, and upon doing so, learned of his Direct Disciple's demise.

Situ Jing didn't want the main culprit behind this to die so easily in someone's play.

He wanted to watch as this person was toyed with and driven to the brink of collapse, bit by bit.

"Ye Chongshan, it's up to you."

With a casual order to Ye Chongshan, who was waiting behind him, Situ Jing then closed his eyes again.

"Yes, Grand Tutor."

Responding with a sheepish smile, Ye Chongshan stepped forward.

With Situ Jing's support, he stood as straight as a javelin.

Standing on the steps, looking down at the Qing Gang's higher-ups, he smirked and said, "Some of you here might not know me."

"Allow me to introduce myself. My surname is Ye, from the Ye Family of Hong Kong Island, Ye Chongshan."

He was well aware that his name alone would reveal to everyone present his significant status.

As Ye Chongshan had expected, as soon as he announced his background, many started whispering among themselves.

Narrowing his eyes as he surveyed the crowd, Ye Chongshan smiled and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, our grievances pertain only to Xu Fan himself, and everyone here is innocent."

"Now that Qing Gang is a dragon without a head, with Han Dongxu nothing more than a cripple, I believe you are all aware that the Gang's status in Shanghai may very well plummet."

"Rather than living under a collapsing wall, it would be wiser to choose a strong branch to perch on, to serve under my Ye Family."

"Ye Chongshan! Bullshit! Serve as your dog?"

"You look like crap, yet you dream so beautifully!"

Moments ago, Ye Chongshan and his group had stormed into the Qing Gang's headquarters, harming quite a few brothers, and now he had the audacity to stand before them, asking them to serve him?

Where did he get the face to do so?

Right now, the Qing Gang was in a moment of crisis, and to leave would be nothing short of betrayal!

Immediately, a wave of people started cursing!

The curses continued, one uglier than the next, but Ye Chongshan remained unfazed, not taking the group's anger seriously at all.

With Situ Jing's backing, he didn't believe these folks were unaware of their current predicament!

"Ladies and gentlemen, there's no need for such insults. I am merely offering a good suggestion, not forcing anyone to serve my Ye Family."

"You can continue to stay with Qing Gang, but just be careful not to end up like Han Dongxu in the future."

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