Evan Lin looked toward the front of the crowd, where Ivy Gong—just isolated, pale-faced, and still dazed—stood. He spoke.
"Okay."
Ivy Gong was stunned for a moment, then, seeing Evan Lin looking at her, she shivered, nodded repeatedly, hurried forward, and went to help Old Man Liu.
That one sentence made many people around look at Ivy Gong with envy in their eyes.
Those who had previously distanced themselves from Ivy Gong now deeply regretted it.
With things at this point, who doesn't know that the youth before them must have an extraordinary identity?
"Liu Xian! Are you really just going to leave like this? You're not going to care about me anymore?"
Seeing Old Man Liu turn to leave, Helena Meng was stunned. She instantly shed the weakness and regret she had just shown, her face now full of ferocity, as if she couldn't believe it: "Get back here!"
"Get back here! Who do you think you are? Why won't you listen to me?"
"You said before—you said you'd take care of me for life! You damned bastard, are you going back on your word? Are you just trying to trick me?"
"Get back here! Get your ass back here and die! I told you to come back!"
Helena Meng shouted furiously, roaring at Old Man Liu's back, her face twisted, the anger in her eyes erupting completely.
Old Man Liu paused, but did not turn back.
This time, he truly left.
Evan Lin turned around. Gavin Duan understood and went forward, slapping Helena Meng across the face and sending her flying.
Pulling out a chair, Evan Lin sat down and glanced at Maya Meng.
This girl, always fierce and arrogant—after Evan Lin crippled Zack Meng, she even tried to have him killed—now trembled all over, her face full of terror, her former arrogance gone.
Without the protection of the Shang family, she dared not be the least bit arrogant. When Evan Lin's gaze met hers, Maya Meng collapsed to the floor.
"Now Fourth Elder Rowe wants to negotiate with you. Don't refuse the face he's giving you."
Logan Rowe spoke now, looking at Evan Lin: "Our Rowe clan's true strength is beyond your imagination!"
His gaze flickered, clearly intimidated by Gavin Duan.
Even so, he still had to stiffen his neck.
Fourth Elder Rowe's face was gloomy, his brows tightly knit.
Inside the hall, no one else dared speak or get involved, nor did they dare openly support either side, lest they play with fire and get burned.
"Two matters of justice finished, now it's time for the third."
Evan Lin looked at Fourth Elder Rowe: "Since your Rowe clan is here, why not stay awhile?"
"Are you planning to keep us here?"
Fourth Elder Rowe was startled, not expecting Evan Lin to be so blunt. He had intended to mediate, as his true target was the young man's master.
As for Gavin Duan, Fourth Elder Rowe believed he could handle him.
Without true energy, a puppet—even if physically strong—still has major weaknesses.
His gaze flickered, clearly intimidated by Gavin Duan.
Even so, he still had to stiffen his neck.
Fourth Elder Rowe's face was gloomy, his brows tightly knit.
Inside the hall, no one else dared speak or get involved, nor did they dare openly support either side, lest they play with fire and get burned.
"Two matters of justice finished, now it's time for the third."
Evan Lin looked at Fourth Elder Rowe: "Since your Rowe clan is here, why not stay awhile?"
"Are you planning to keep us here?"
Fourth Elder Rowe was startled, not expecting Evan Lin to be so blunt. He had intended to mediate, as his true target was the young man's master.
As for Gavin Duan, Fourth Elder Rowe believed he could handle him.
Without true energy, a puppet—even if physically strong—still has major weaknesses.
Seeing Evan Lin speak so confidently, Fourth Elder Rowe felt a chill in his heart, realizing the young man's master was likely nearby. He scanned the crowd, trying to spot who was behind Evan Lin.
Facing that person hiding in the shadows, he wasn't confident at all.
"You've misunderstood."
Evan Lin shook his head.
"See, I told you—you'd better be sensible and not have any dangerous ideas. Our Rowe clan is an ancient martial family! Not just anyone can provoke us."
Logan Rowe spoke first, letting out a breath, but his momentum didn't fade, his voice full of confidence.
Fourth Elder Rowe relaxed slightly, thinking he'd misunderstood, but before he could speak...
Everyone heard the boy sitting there speak in a calm, ordinary voice.
"When I said don't leave, I didn't mean for you to stay."
"What I meant was, you're all so annoying, it's better if you just die here."
Two sentences.
His tone was flat.
The boy sitting there, in the eyes of others, seemed even more serious and sincere when he spoke.
Sincere?
Sincerely telling others they're doomed?
No one dared laugh.
Nor did anyone think it was a joke.
"Do you really think I backed down several times because I was afraid of you and the master behind you?"
Fourth Elder Rowe shouted angrily, slamming his hand down. The villa shook, the floor cracked, and everyone cried out in fear.
Such power was unmatched and awe-inspiring.
The boy sitting there remained unmoved.
Even though cracks in the floor had already spread to his feet.
Even the lamp above his head swayed from Fourth Elder Rowe's forceful slap, as if it could fall on him at any moment.
Still, he remained calm.
He just sat there quietly, as if in a world of his own.
Even as heaven splits and earth cracks, his heart remains calm.
"It's still early today, no rush."
Evan Lin spoke softly: "Don't hold back. If you need to kill, then kill."
His words fell.
Like a wild beast, Gavin Duan nodded, stepped forward, swept his gaze around, and looked at Fourth Elder Rowe: "Which one of you wants to die first?"
What arrogance!
Fourth Elder Rowe's face was extremely gloomy, and he spoke harshly: "I want to see if you, a specially trained guy, can be fiercer than my four slaves!"
"Lowly creatures!"
Fourth Elder Rowe shouted.
The four men behind him, faces numb, stepped forward without hesitation, glaring fiercely at Gavin Duan. Beneath their bronze skin, veins bulged, and their once expressionless faces now looked like hungry wolves.
Lowly creatures.
Each word was a code name for one of them.
Fist slaves.
As the name suggests, born for fists, born to be slaves.
Live for fists, die for fists.
The four stood side by side, ready to fight to the death.
The immense pressure made everyone present change color.
Gavin Duan alone was like a tiger; the four before him were like wolves.
Sealing wolves at Juxu.
Evan Lin uttered a single word.
"Kill."