Chapter 287 - I Cannot Guarantee That I will Keep My Promise!
At Fourth Uncle's gesture, everyone charged at Zhang Xiaolong. They surged forward like a torrent intent on engulfing a lone leaf adrift in the river.
It should have been an easy task. As Fourth Uncle had pointed out, no matter how skilled a fighter is, how many opponents can he handle? Ten? A hundred? Yet, here stood several hundred.
A single punch to each person would be enough to sap the strength of even the most physically fit individual, leaving them too weak to lift their fists.
But were these people the type to be felled by one punch? Certainly not. They were seasoned fighters...
Fourth Uncle's train of thought was abruptly cut short as he witnessed Zhang Xiaolong burst into action.
Spinning with his chair, he became a blur, flinging anyone who dared approach him through the air as if he were a high-speed top, repelling everything in his vicinity.
In just a moment, dozens were slung into the wall, their insides jumbled, unable to rise for quite some time.
The rest were taken aback, hesitation setting in as they realized the sheer might of the man before them. Fôll0w current novÊls o/n n/o/(v)/3l/b((in).(c/o/m)
But Zhang Xiaolong did not cease. The whirlwind intensified, weaving through the crowd, sending everyone flying without so much as grazing an object.
Minutes later, the opulent villa's living room was strewn with bodies.
Zhang Xiaolong, standing by a chair, took his seat once more, turning to the pale-faced Fourth Uncle Chu. “Now that the crowd has thinned, shall we talk?”
“Who are you, some kind of master?” Fourth Uncle Chu inquired.
Zhang Xiaolong hadn't anticipated that Fourth Uncle Chu was also a master of throwing weapons. Even as his opponent made his move, he sensed an energy fluctuation, possibly the signature of a true master's internal strength.
It was undeniable; the opponent's strategy was ingeniously crafted. Had it been anyone else, they might not have died, but they would certainly have been struck. And that would have changed everything.
But Zhang Xiaolong was no ordinary man. Before a hint of smugness could even grace Fourth Uncle Chu's face, he had already caught all three daggers in his grasp.
“You...” Fourth Uncle Chu's complexion turned a shade of purple, as if overwhelmed with a surge of blood to his face.
He could never have imagined that his carefully concealed trump card, his last-ditch effort to turn the tide, would be so effortlessly defused by his opponent.
“Not bad with the flying daggers,” Zhang Xiaolong commented coolly. “Consider this a friendly match. Next time, I'll be sure to send the daggers right back to you.”
With that, he clenched the three flying daggers in his hands, channeling a hint of divine power. The blades twisted and contorted, morphing into a metal ball within his grip. With a casual twist, he hurled the ball away.
Bang!
The metal ball struck the wall, leaving a deep, dark hole where it embedded itself, completely out of sight.
Fourth Uncle Chu's legs buckled, and he slumped into a chair, devoid of any remaining courage to confront Zhang Xiaolong. “The Chu family has been established for many years, and parting with the Chu Sect is difficult. But as of today, the Chu Sect will cease to exist. I implore you to spare the lives of the Chu family, especially the younger members...”
“Rest assured, I have no interest in murder or arson,” Zhang Xiaolong replied, then inquired, “Since you walk this path, why did you target my cosmetic formula? Was it your own idea, or were you commissioned by someone else?”
“This...” Fourth Uncle Chu hesitated, searching for a plausible excuse, but the earnest gaze he met made him think better of it. “Chu Yang and Chu Peng of All Light Company are my elder brother and nephew, respectively. They're interested in purchasing your formula. This would allow the Chu Sect to fully step away from the underworld and transition into legitimate business.”
“Ah, so you're related,” Zhang Xiaolong realized. “Well, please convey a message to Chu Peng for me. If he continues to cause trouble, I can't promise that I'll adhere to any agreement.”