"What?!"
The Doyle Family Patriarch's voice rang out in disbelief. He unleashed his martial spiritual sense and immediately witnessed the chaos unfolding before him.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
One Doyle Family martial artist after another was sent flying by Ian Song with a casual wave, crashing hard into buildings and sending out thunderous booms. He was like a giant bulldozer, taking less than half a quarter-hour to tear through the outer courtyard and reach the inner grounds of the Doyle estate.
"Damn it!"
The Doyle Family Patriarch cursed inwardly, filled with regret. If only he hadn't listened to Shawn Du's advice, none of this would be happening.
"Patriarch, what should we do?"
Shawn Du asked frantically, panic written all over his face.
"Get lost!"
The Doyle Family Patriarch slapped Shawn Du flying. At this moment, he wished he could kill the guy, but he couldn't yet—if he killed him, who would take the blame?
He quickly began issuing orders via voice transmission.
Instantly, the entire Doyle estate sprang into action. Martial artists converged towards Ian Song's location, and elders emerged from seclusion one after another. The estate was ablaze with light, powerful auras shot skyward, and in moments, the commotion drew everyone's attention.
"Wow, what a powerful aura! What's happening at the Doyle Family?"
"Could someone be attacking the Doyle Family?"
"How could that be? The Doyle Family is so strong—who would dare attack them!"
"Why not? Didn't the Tanner Family just get wiped out?"
...
As the discussions continued, martial artists from all over Skywind City rushed toward the Doyle estate.
Because Ian Song intended to make an example this time, he didn't use any formations; his goal was to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys.
Whoosh!
At that moment, several beams of light shot skyward, streaking off in different directions.
Ian Song glanced over but didn't bother to intercept the Doyle Family members who either fled or went to get reinforcements.
Kill!
Dozens of Demigod-level guards brandished their weapons and charged at Ian Song and his group.
Get lost!
Ian Song waved his hand, divine radiance burst forth, splashing and spreading in all directions.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
In an instant, all the Demigod guards who rushed forward were blasted away by the divine light, rolling and crashing into buildings, collapsing the beautiful structures.
Young Master Chu, please stop!
With a loud shout, the Doyle Family Patriarch arrived, wielding a round disk engraved with a Taiji yin-yang fish. Four elders and chief steward Shawn Du followed closely behind.
'Young Master Chu, why are you attacking my Doyle Family? Have we offended you somehow?' The Doyle Family Patriarch looked confused, his face tinged with anger and frustration.
Ian Song looked at him with a half-smile. 'Are you sure you don't know the reason?'
'Please enlighten me, Young Master Chu, I truly don't know the reason!' The Doyle Family Patriarch continued to feign innocence.
'The Doyle Patriarch really does have acting talent—what a shame he's not an actor!'
Ian Song's expression suddenly turned cold.
'Young Master Chu, I truly have no idea what you're talking about,' the Doyle Family Patriarch persisted.
'You really don't know?'
A mocking smile appeared on Ian Song's lips. The next moment, he blurred and instantly appeared beside the Doyle Family Patriarch before anyone could react.
'Patriarch, watch out!'
The four elders shouted.
'Splat!'
A head exploded, while Ian Song returned to his original position.
'Bang!'
A headless corpse collapsed to the ground—the owner was one of the elders standing behind the Doyle Family Patriarch.
Everyone was stunned.
This elder was a Doyle Family veteran, a sixth-tier War General and one of the clan's top fighters. And now, Young Master Chu had killed him in an instant—unbelievable.
The Doyle Family Patriarch's eyes contracted sharply, his heart filled with shock and terror. If Young Master Chu had attacked him instead, he would now be the headless corpse.
'Well, Doyle Patriarch, do you understand now?' Ian Song's voice rang out again.
'Young Master Chu, this is too much! My Doyle Family has never provoked you—why did you kill our elder?' The patriarch demanded loudly, still refusing to admit the truth.
'Whoosh!'
'Splat!'
Another head exploded—this time, another clan elder.
'Do you understand now?'
Ian Song looked at the Doyle Family Patriarch with a playful smile.
Every clan elder was precious—two had just died in a row. The Doyle Family Patriarch's heart bled, but even more, he was terrified. Young Master Chu's strength was simply monstrous; killing sixth-tier War Generals was as easy as slaughtering chickens and dogs.
Thinking of this, he glared hatefully at Shawn Du and sent a voice transmission: 'Xiaoshan, step forward and confess. I will take care of your family.'
'Me!'
Shawn Du gave a bitter smile, then stepped forward: 'Young Master Chu, you misunderstand the patriarch. He truly didn't know about the kidnapping of Miss Flora Thrall—it was all my idea. I am willing to atone with my life, please spare the Doyle Family!'
As soon as he finished speaking, Shawn Du's body trembled; the light faded from his eyes, and he collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
'Xiaoshan!' the Doyle Family Patriarch cried out in grief, squeezing out two tears. He looked at Ian Song and said, 'Young Master Chu, Xiaoshan has already killed himself. Are you satisfied?'
'Sacrificing the pawn to save the chariot—Doyle Patriarch, you play this game well!' Ian Song mocked.
'What do you mean, Young Master Chu?'
'Enough!' Ian Song waved dismissively. 'Since Shawn Du is dead, I won't pursue this further. But it's not enough—your Doyle Family must hand over half your fortune as compensation to Flora Thrall!'
The Doyle Family Patriarch instinctively wanted to refuse, but seeing Ian Song's terrifying power, he could only suppress his anger and say, 'Fine, I agree!'
'Smart move. Let's go!'
Ian Song nodded in satisfaction, then turned and strode out of the Doyle estate as quickly as he had arrived, leaving chaos behind.
Less than half a quarter-hour after Ian Song left.
A team descended from the sky—it was the Zhao Family Patriarch, one of the twelve great families of Skywind City, leading a group of experts.
'Brother Du, where's that Chu brat?'
'He's already gone.'
The Doyle Family Patriarch replied, extremely frustrated.
'Did you drive him off? Looks like that Chu brat isn't as tough as the rumors say!' The Zhao Family Patriarch sneered.
'No!'
The Doyle Family Patriarch's face twitched. He shook his head and said, 'He left on his own, and my Doyle Family had to pay half our assets to make him go.'
'Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous! An outsider dares to humiliate us like this—we can't let him get away with it!' The Zhao Family Patriarch roared.
'Brother Zhao, take my advice—don't provoke that Chu Fan!' The Doyle Family Patriarch said bitterly. He wanted to tear Chu Fan to pieces, but he truly didn't dare.
The Zhao Family Patriarch was annoyed to see the Doyle Family Patriarch backing down. 'Brother Du, what do you mean? That brat is tough, but if our families join forces, can't we take him down?'
'We really can't!' The Doyle Family Patriarch shook his head again, then recounted how Ian Song killed two clan elders.
After hearing this, the Zhao Family Patriarch fell silent—his earlier bravado was gone.
Sixth-tier War Generals are already top experts in the Central Domain. Even seventh-tier War Generals struggle to kill them, and eighth-tier War Generals need serious effort.
There were rumors that Chu Fan had ninth-tier War General strength. They were skeptical before, but now it was clear—he truly was a ninth-tier War General.