At this, Summer Huanlong couldn't help but ask, "Young Master Chu, why do you want to kill the two Miss White? Is there some misunderstanding here?"
"There’s no misunderstanding! He doesn’t just want to kill us—he even wants to kill our mistress!" Yuri White snapped, gritting her teeth.
Only Evan Chu remained calm, looking exceptionally composed.
Evan Chu replied coldly, "I’m not in the habit of explaining myself to others. Steward Summer, I hope you won’t interfere in this matter!"
He’d already considered the consequences before killing the White sisters. As long as he survived this crisis, his reputation would soar—then, once he headed to the front lines to rack up even more fame, he might just complete the system’s quest to become famous throughout Xuanyang Domain.
At Evan Chu’s inn.
Just as Evan Chu and Lena Wei came downstairs for breakfast, Evan seemed to sense something, and his expression changed slightly.
"That’s right! Anyone who dares disrespect our Daxia Merchant Guild deserves death!" Yuri White added, her words deliberately vicious, pushing Evan Chu directly onto the opposite side of Daxia Merchant Guild.
Evan Chu glanced at Lena Wei, signaling her to stay inside the inn, then strolled outside at a leisurely pace.
There were as many as two hundred people surrounding the inn, all Sigilforge Realm martial artists.
At these words, Evan Chu just smiled, his gaze slowly sweeping the crowd. "So you’re that sure you’ve got me?" he drawled lazily.
As soon as he finished speaking, the ten demon cultivators behind him sprang into action.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The aura unleashed by the ten demon cultivators was like blazing suns, their presence overwhelmingly powerful.
With a series of loud impacts, everyone except Summer Huanlong was slapped to the ground by the demon cultivators.
"I don’t care! In any case, I won’t let you kill him. If you insist, you’ll have to kill me too!" Sherry said resolutely, hugging Evan Chu’s arm affectionately as she spoke.
Evan Chu moved out of the Daxia Merchant Guild manor with Lena Wei and the ten demon cultivators.
With a gap of two major realms, defeating them with a single slap was more than enough—almost overkill.
Is Evan Chu just a reckless newbie, or is he courting death?
Seeing this scene, Summer Huanlong was completely stunned, only coming back to his senses after a long moment.
"Hmm!"
Ian Song glanced over coldly, "Steward Summer, let me give you a word of advice: don't bring trouble upon yourself!"
Under Ian Song’s icy stare, a chill ran from Summer Huanlong’s tailbone to the top of his head. He opened his mouth, but in the end, said nothing.
"Kill all six of them!"
Ian Song pointed at the Bai sisters and the four Profound Guards, then turned and walked out of the courtyard.
That night.
Ian Song moved out of the Daxia Merchant Guild manor with Lena Wei and the ten demon cultivators.
As the saying goes, walls have ears—even that very night, news of what happened quickly spread throughout Dragonfang City, and many people were left utterly shocked.
Is Evan Chu just a reckless newbie, or is he courting death?
He actually dared to kill people from the Daxia Merchant Guild, a colossal force. Even though Daxia Merchant Guild is 'just' a merchant guild, its influence spreads across the Human Race’s ten domains—even a powerhouse like Valeguard Kingdom wouldn’t provoke Daxia lightly.
After years of accumulation, countless powerful forces and martial artists owe favors to the Daxia Merchant Guild. It’s said that ten years ago, a peak Sun-Soul rogue martial artist robbed their first shipment.
Within three days, that rogue expert was caught by Daxia’s masters, crippled of all cultivation, his tendons cut, and dumped on the street as a beggar.
Since then, no one has dared to target the Daxia Merchant Guild.
Meanwhile, that same night, Summer Huanlong, the Daxia Merchant Guild’s manager in Xuanyang Domain, secretly contacted his family and sent notices to all major families and sects in Dragonfang City.
The next morning.
At Ian Song’s inn.
Just as Ian Song and Lena Wei came downstairs for breakfast, Ian seemed to sense something, and his expression changed slightly.
Outside the inn.
Countless figures shot in from all directions, landing around the inn and surrounding it completely.
There were as many as two hundred people surrounding the inn, all talisman-realm martial artists.
The next moment.
Another dozen groups arrived, most of them Sun-Soul martial artists—fifty in total, a terrifying number.
"Whoa, what’s going on? Why did so many people suddenly show up?"
A nearby martial artist, unable to see through the newcomers’ cultivation, couldn’t help but exclaim. Though his own strength was low, he could sense that every one of these people was extremely dangerous.
So many experts gathering at once attracted a huge crowd—martial artists flocked toward the inn from all directions.
"Heavens, isn’t that Zachary Zhang, the head of the Zhang Clan?"
"Oh wow, look—isn’t that Felix Yan, Sect Master of the War-God Sect?"
"Ah, Raymond Zhuge, head of the Zhuge Clan, is here too!"
"Wait, that’s Titus Xuanyuan, Sect Master of Dragon-Martial Sect—and isn’t that Summer Huanlong from the Daxia Merchant Guild? And that one is...!"
The onlookers kept naming the Sun-Soul experts as they arrived, growing more and more shocked and incredulous with each new arrival.
These lofty figures are rarely seen even once in several years—why have they all gathered at this inn today? Could it be that a peerless fiend is hiding here?
As for the inn’s other guests, their faces turned ugly; the timid ones were pale with fear, sweating profusely.
Only Ian Song remained calm, looking exceptionally composed.
Still, he was a bit surprised—it seemed Summer Huanlong had already reported to the Summers Family’s top brass.
He’d already considered the consequences before killing the Bai sisters. As long as he survived this crisis, his reputation would soar—then, once he headed to the front lines to rack up even more fame, he might just complete the system’s quest to become famous throughout Xuanyang Domain.
"Evan Chu, come out and meet your death!"
Summer Huanlong stepped forward from the crowd, shouting toward Ian Song inside the inn.
"Quite the spectacle—you’ve really pulled all your strings to deal with me!"
Ian Song glanced at Lena Wei, signaling her to stay inside the inn, then strolled outside at a leisurely pace.
Summer Huanlong stared at him coldly. "Since you’re on the Rising Dragon List, I’ll give you a chance to die with dignity—kill yourself!"
At these words, Ian Song just smiled, his gaze slowly sweeping the crowd. "So you’re that sure you’ve got me?" he drawled lazily.
Summer Huanlong sneered, "And where are those mysterious experts of yours? Bring them out! You should know, we’ve set up an inescapable net around you. There’s no way out!"
Just then, a figure flashed—Sherry Summers suddenly broke into the encirclement.
She turned to Summer Huanlong and said, "Manager, Evan Chu and I have pledged ourselves to each other. You can’t kill him—you don’t have the right!"
Summer Huanlong’s face darkened. "Miss, please don’t make trouble. Killing Evan Chu has already been approved by the Merchant Guild’s top brass!"
"I don’t care! In any case, I won’t let you kill him. If you insist, you’ll have to kill me too!" Sherry said resolutely, hugging Ian Song’s arm affectionately as she spoke.