The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 549: Fury

Twenty minutes later.

Ye Chenfeng drove to a medicinal herb shop and purchased five very precious medicinal herbs from the shopkeeper.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Just as Ye Chenfeng stepped out of the herb shop after completing his purchase, the weather outside turned even gloomier. Lightning streaked across the horizon, and deafening thunder roared intermittently.

Hmm?

Gazing at the sky shrouded in dark clouds, Ye Chenfeng’s keen intuition told him that someone was secretly watching him, causing a surge of emotion in his heart, "Could the person hiding in the shadows be from the Songs? Does the Songs have anything to do with the car accident that involved my parents?"

Ye Chenfeng readjusted his breathing discreetly as if he had noticed nothing. He opened the car door calmly, got into the vehicle, and started the engine, keeping the car at a low speed. Instead of heading towards the Ye family villa, he drove in the direction of the outskirts of Capital City.

With both hands on the steering wheel, Ye Chenfeng, who was driving the car, had hands that trembled slightly. He hadn’t considered whether his own strength was stronger than the person secretly following him. All he wanted now was to quickly find out if his parents’ car accident was related to the Songs, which was why he was intentionally driving slowly so that the person behind could keep up with him.

Eh?

Two hundred meters behind Ye Chenfeng’s car, a man dressed in a black robe with his entire face hidden inside a hood couldn’t help but voice his confusion. It seemed to him that Ye Chenfeng was deliberately slowing down. Could it be that the other party had noticed him? If so, wasn’t Ye Chenfeng’s intuition a bit too sharp?

Standing beside the man in black, clad in a long, white robe and sporting flowing long hair, was a young man in his twenties with a nonchalant expression on his face, "Senior Brother Shao, is that the brat driving the car in front the one who turned Brother Wu into a vegetable? Brother Wu’s strength was comparable to mine, possessing a Lower Grade Heaven Rank power, he shouldn’t find many adversaries in the mundane world."

To which the man in black, who had previously shown disdain and indifference towards Family Head Song Yigang, now spoke with a touch more respect in his voice, "Little Ling, occasionally, one or two genius-types do emerge in the mundane world. You shouldn’t have followed me here."

The young man referred to as Little Ling by the man in black was named Zhong Ling, the youngest son of their sect leader. He had come to the mundane world to gain experience alongside other experts from their sect, including the man in black. Having stayed in the mundane world for so long, Zhong Ling saw all its inhabitants as completely worthless with no martial prowess, paying them no mind at all.

Given the identity of the sect leader’s son, it was no wonder the man in black treated Zhong Ling so differently.

"Senior Brother Shao, you already reached the Upper Grade Heaven Rank in strength. With you here, Senior Brother Shao, nothing will happen to me. Brother Wu got along well with me, and to think these nothings from the mundane world dare oppose us? I want to watch them die in agony with my own eyes. It won’t be long before our sect completely controls all the major families in Capital City, and then, won’t the entire Huaxia Country basically belong to us?" Zhong Ling boasted with pride.

The man in black shook his head inwardly and said, "Little Ling, let’s quickly follow Ye Chenfeng’s car. After dealing with Ye Chen, I still need to visit the Ye family and send old man Bai to meet the King of Hell."

The man in black, who Zhong Ling called Senior Brother Shao, was named Shao Yangren. He had originally planned to act alone, but Zhong Ling, who had somehow found out about Wu Yonghui being turned into a vegetable, contacted Shao Yangren immediately and requested to join him in his actions. Shao Yangren was acutely aware of the sect leader son’s personality; once he made up his mind, not even ten bulls could pull him back, so Shao Yangren had no choice but to bring Zhong Ling, a burden, along with him.

Although Zhong Ling’s prowess had reached the Lower Grade Heaven Rank, he was insignificant compared to Shao Yangren, who was at the Upper Grade Heaven Rank.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The thunder in the sky grew more and more frequent. The dark clouds pressed down heavily, and a storm was imminent.

Ye Chenfeng drove to a deserted area on the outskirts of Capital City before he finally stopped the car, opened the door, stepped out, and leaned against the vehicle. His pitch-black eyes stared into the distance until two figures appeared in his sight, causing his body to shiver violently—the answers were about to be revealed.

Shao Yangren, his face hidden inside a hood, and Zhong Ling, who carried himself with an unmatched arrogance, approached rapidly, stopping about twenty meters from Ye Chenfeng. Shao Yangren remained silent, but Zhong Ling spoke with disdain mixed with anger, "I’ve heard of you in Capital City. Aren’t you the one they call ’Ye the Fool’? A mere fool dared to turn Brother Wu into a vegetable? Do you know who we are? We are people you could never afford to offend in your entire life."

"Do you choose to commit suicide, or shall we do it for you? I suggest you kill yourself; it will save you from some pain," Zhong Ling said, laughing coldly with supreme confidence.

Without even glancing at Zhong Ling—whom he sensed no danger from—it was the aura exuding from Shao Yangren that made Ye Chenfeng feel a suffocating pressure in his chest.

The expression in Ye Chenfeng’s dark pupils began to intensify as he stared at Shao Yangren, whose face was still hidden within his hood, and asked in an icy voice, "Are you from the Songs? Did you have anything to do with the car accident that killed my parents?"

Zhong Ling, who was outright ignored by Ye Chenfeng, was extremely displeased and said scornfully, "The Songs are nothing but dogs to us. As for your second question, yes, we did cause your parents’ car accident. What can you do to us? Today is your day to die; you can go join your parents underground."

Hearing Zhong Ling’s blunt answers, Ye Chenfeng calmed down, a coldness surrounding him as if he turned into a millennium-old block of ice, and his eyes, as black as the Grim Reaper’s, involuntarily made Zhong Ling swallow.

After the cold calmness, Ye Chenfeng’s palms suddenly clenched into fists, veins bulging on the back of his hands, his teeth gritted. He had waited far too long for this day, every moment consumed by thoughts of avenging his parents, and now the opportunity had finally arrived.

Fury filled Ye Chenfeng’s chest. He looked at the two men in front of him, "From which sect of the Ancient Martial World do you hail?"

Having been frightened by Ye Chenfeng’s gaze earlier and feeling embarrassed, Zhong Ling believed that Ye Chenfeng was now fearful of their identity. Regaining his arrogance, he said, "Listen well, we are from the Xuantian Sect—a top-tier force in the Ancient Martial World, beyond comparison with worldly families like yours."

Ye Chenfeng, who had been holding back his rage until now, could no longer contain it. Fury erupted from within him as his face became grotesquely twisted and the Level Nine Soul Force inside him surged to its peak.

"Today, I’ll send you on your way first. One day, I will ensure that the Xuantian Sect vanishes from the Ancient Martial World," Ye Chenfeng said, his voice as cold as ice, his fury reaching its zenith.

Feeling the oppressive might of the Level Nine Soul Force emanating from Ye Chenfeng, Zhong Ling’s face lost all traces of arrogance, overwhelmed by a pressure that left him struggling to breathe.

Anger!

Anger!

Anger!

Ye Chenfeng’s clothes fluttered slightly in the breeze, the first time since his rebirth that he had so completely lost control. His clothes ripped apart from the uncontrolled Soul Force, his breath rapid from rage.

The dark clouds in the sky pressed down even lower.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

A torrential downpour suddenly poured from the skies, soaking Ye Chenfeng, Shao Yangren, and Zhong Ling to the bone.

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