Even if he was still afraid of Feng Zhi, Zhao Qingyang couldn't help but stare at Feng Zhi with a pair of dead fish eyes.

Listen to her!

Even a toad would not be able to boast like this!

Although the Zhao Family was only the ruler of a small Qingyang City, they had been operating Qingyang City for the past few years. Because the Zhao Family did not care what means they used, the Zhao Family had some resources.

Thanks to these resources, the Zhao Family had been developing quite rapidly.

Compared to before he took down Qing Yang City, it was like the difference between heaven and earth.

Because of this earth-shattering development of the Zhao Family, Zhao Qingyang was able to do what he wanted to do without worry. He knew that in Qingyang City, he was even stronger than the local tyrant.

He just didn't expect that he would kick an iron plate today.

However …

No matter how strong the disciples of the Feng Family were, they were only youths who were at most twenty years old, and there were only nine of them. In such a team, no matter how outstanding their talent was, could it be that they could really match up to the entire Zhao Family?

Of course, Zhao Qingyang didn't believe it.

He only thought that Feng Zhi was bluffing in front of him.

But he didn't know whether or not Feng Zhi had to boast for a person like him.

In Feng Zhi's eyes, the Zhao Family was inferior to the Qiao Family which had Feng Tian City in her possession. At the very least, the Qiao Family still had Qiao Zhenyu and Mei Gui, two late stage Martial King experts. Moreover, this time, Qiao Zhenyu and Mei Gui had gotten her pills, and could enter the Martial King Realm at any time.

But what about the Zhao Family?

Feng Zhi's consciousness covered the entirety of Qingyang City, carefully checking the strength of the Zhao Family members who were rushing back to their inn.

Mm. In the Zhao Family, the strongest was only a late Martial King, and there was only one of them!

It was one thing for such a small family to be reigning supreme in Qingyang City, but they had to provoke her and even fight to the death with her …

Hehe.

Feng Zhi sneered.

It was probably because the local tyrant had been doing this for a long time, the people of the Zhao Family thought that they were the strongest in this world.

He was simply a frog in the well!

After she had thoroughly investigated the strength of the Zhao Family, Feng Zhi did not continue to talk nonsense with Zhao Qingyang.

The Zhao Family members did not arrive late.

Because Zhao Qingyang had blown the whistle, everyone from the Zhao Family rushed back to the inn as fast as they could.

Noticing the people from the Zhao Family rushing over, how could the others not know that something big had happened? For a moment, whether it was the people staying at the inn or the second owner of the inn, they all left in unison, waiting for the final result to come out. Only then could they relax and return.

Everyone thought that since the Zhao Family had rushed over, no matter who provoked the Zhao Family's anger this time, the final result would probably not be surprising.

After all, the Zhao Family had been in operation in Qingyang City for so many years.

As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot crush a snake on the ground, not to mention, the identity of this Zhao Family's opponent had yet to be determined.

As the Zhao Family increased in number, the originally spacious courtyard began to feel crowded.

The atmosphere in the yard also became two extremes.

One of them was Feng Zhi's group of nine who were relaxed and at ease, and the other was facing the opposing Zhao Family members who were facing off against them, as if they were facing a great enemy.

After a while, most likely, all the people from the Zhao Family had arrived and no one new appeared.

Feng Zhi roughly counted, the number of Zhao Family members that appeared was around forty to fifty, which was probably all the combat power the Zhao Family had.

Thinking that she needed to rest after killing all of them, Feng Zhi stretched her back impatiently and looked at them lazily. "There are so many of you, who can talk?"

The Zhao Family members were silent for a moment. Then, the crowd split into two, opening up a path for one person to pass through.

A man in his fifties or sixties walked out of the passageway. He had eyes as sharp as an eagle's. He wore a black brocade robe, and his expression was somewhat gloomy.

"I, Zhao Zhen, am the Family Head of the Zhao Family. The useless one over there is my son." As Zhao Zhen said this, he lightly paused for a moment. "I don't know. How did my son end up in a conflict with you? How did you manage to make the guards of my Zhao Family act so viciously?"

After Zhao Zhen finished speaking, he took a glance at the eight corpses on the ground.

If he hadn't repeatedly confirmed to Zhao Qingyang that these eight people had died in the hands of four of the nine enemies, Zhao Zhen would never have believed that these young men and women, who looked so radiant, would be able to do such a vicious thing.

One had to know that the eight guards were all clear-cut men who had slit their throats with one knife. It was clear that the men who'd attacked them were extremely efficient and decisive.

Feng Zhi raised her eyebrows at Zhao Zhen, "We are..."

Without waiting for her to finish, Zhao Qingyang, who was being protected by the crowd, took a step forward and shouted, "Father, they are here to find trouble for no reason. They even claim to want to destroy our entire Zhao Family!"

Zhao Qingyang was afraid that Feng Zhi would reveal their identity as disciples of Feng Family.

This was because he was not sure if Zhao Zhen, who usually protected Feng Zhi and the others, would continue to protect him this time around, or if he would drag him to and the others to kneel before them and beg for forgiveness.

After all, Feng Family was an existence that the tiny Zhao Family could not afford to offend!

As long as he thought of the possibility that there would be more to come, Zhao Qingyang wished that he could destroy Feng Zhi and the rest.

If that was the case, then what was the point in blowing the whistle?

Therefore, he definitely could not let Zhao Zhen know about Feng Zhi and the rest's identity, and even more so, he could not let him know about the sequence of events.

He glared at Feng Zhi and the rest, "Father, our Zhao Family has never been humiliated like this before, not to mention that this humiliation came from these little rascals who do not know their place. Father, this time, you must teach these people who dare to provoke our Zhao Family and teach them a lesson!"

Zhao Zhen turned his head back and looked at Zhao Qingyang without saying a word.

In fact, even though Zhao Qingyang had stopped Feng Zhi from speaking, with just a look at the nine young boys and girls, Zhao Zhen could roughly guess what was going on.

His own son had been spoiled and brought up by him.

What kind of character did Zhao Qingyang have? How could Zhao Zhen not understand it?

He just didn't want to care and couldn't be bothered to care about him.