The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 557 Burning Rage

Do you regret it now?

The cold, merciless voice echoed in their ears as Song Yigang, the Song patriarch, felt his facial muscles twitch uncontrollably. Having held a position of power for so long, when had he ever lost his composure like he did today? The ghastly expression on Ye Chenfeng’s face struck fear into Song Yigang’s heart as he involuntarily swallowed hard and took a couple of steps backward.

Ye Chenfeng was in no hurry to kill Song Yigang with his own hands. He didn’t want to let his opponent off so easily with a quick death. He wanted the Songs to thoroughly experience the despair of impending doom. Although Ye Chenfeng was itching to crush their heads underfoot one by one, he held back the impulse and, with a deadpan expression, said, "Old man Song, when did you become mute? Didn’t you always wish for my death? Didn’t you always long to see the Ye family’s destruction?"

Ye Chenfeng’s voice was strained from shouting, his expression twisting into something especially ferocious.

Zhong Pengtian, who had been kicked to the ground by Ye Chenfeng, knew that if things continued to unfold this way, everyone here today would die at Ye Chenfeng’s hands. He subtly signaled to Song Yigang, hoping to shift Ye Chenfeng’s attention so he could take the opportunity to launch a surprise attack and kill Ye Chenfeng.

Song Yigang understood Zhong Pengtian’s intention clear as day, and a little of the fear in his heart subsided. He said, "Ye Chenfeng, your parents’ car accident was our doing. What can you do to me? Do you have any evidence? Huaxia Country is a society governed by law, and I advise you not to do something you’ll regret."

Seated on the ground, Song Gui and Song Lie, the two brothers, also picked up on Zhong Pengtian’s cues. They exchanged glances and nodded to each other, shakily standing up and using their bodies to obscure Ye Chenfeng’s line of sight as much as possible, allowing Zhong Pengtian a better chance at a successful sneak attack.

"Ye scum, do you dare to slaughter our entire Song family? I bet you don’t have the guts," Song Gui bellowed from his throat, trying to divert Ye Chenfeng’s attention.

"Ye scum, don’t think our Song family is afraid of you. Do you believe that today you’ll meet your end at the Song residence?" Song Lie said arrogantly, the panic previously on his body gone without a trace since he’d seen Zhong Pengtian stealthily appear behind Ye Chenfeng, ready to deliver a killing blow.

Zhong Pengtian, who had quietly positioned himself behind Ye Chenfeng, had a vicious smile on his lips. As the only remaining disciple from the Xuantian Sect in the common world, everything had come to this because of Ye Chenfeng. Raising his right palm, he was about to strike down on Ye Chenfeng’s crown.

Just as Zhong Pengtian lifted his palm, Song Yigang, Song Gui, and Song Lie all smiled. However, as their grins were just forming, they saw Ye Chenfeng swiftly turn around, so fast that Zhong Pengtian’s hand didn’t even have a chance to come down.

As Ye Chenfeng turned to face Zhong Pengtian, a slim silver needle appeared in his right hand. He pressed the needle to Zhong Pengtian’s throat and said with a mocking gaze, "What’s this? Trying to play the assassin? I noticed your signal to old man Song earlier. Did you think you could really sneak up on me? I just wanted to enjoy watching you clowns perform."

With the thin silver needle up against his throat, Zhong Pengtian knew that all it would take was one forceful push from Ye Chenfeng, and the needle would pierce his throat, undoubtedly killing him.

Zhong Pengtian’s right hand hung stiff in midair, the chill on his throat making him shiver as sweat beads popped out on his forehead. His voice trembling, he said, "Ye, Ye Chenfeng, I advise you to back off. The Xuantian Sect is not to be trifled with."

"If I let you go, do you think the Xuantian Sect would spare me? And even if we did kill you, would someone from the sect think it was my doing? Even if they investigate here in Capital City later, they’ll hardly suspect me, the so-called ’fool of Capital City,’ would they? Sometimes, in order to stay alive, you need to use your brain a bit more."

"But you won’t have that chance. One day, I will also make sure the Xuantian Sect vanishes from the Ancient Martial World."

With a "pfft," Ye Chenfeng thrust the silver needle into Zhong Pengtian’s throat, and at the moment he moved, Zhong Pengtian felt the presence of death creeping in. His hand, stiff in the air, desperately slapped towards Ye Chenfeng’s skull, hoping to take Ye Chenfeng down with him.

How could Ye Chenfeng let Zhong Pengtian have his way? The moment the silver needle entered Zhong Pengtian’s throat, Ye Chenfeng threw a punch directly into his chest. With a "bang," Zhong Pengtian’s body flew backward, crashing into the study’s wall, his eyes losing all spark of life, dead beyond any doubt.

Seeing Ye Chenfeng kill Zhong Pengtian, the remaining high-level martial artist at the scene, the Songs felt their hearts sink into the depths of the lake, consumed by desperation. They stared at Ye Chenfeng in horror, as if they had forgotten the look of glee on their faces when they thought Ye Chenfeng was about to be killed by Zhong Pengtian.

Under the icy gaze of Ye Chenfeng’s pupils, the Songs felt an oppressive force upon them, making it hard for them to even breathe. Song Yigang steadied himself and said, "Ye Chenfeng, just now, we offended you, please spare our Song family. After all, our Song family is on the brink of destruction, why go to the extent of annihilating us?"

Extermination?

Did Ye Chenfeng ever exterminate others?

How did the Songs collude with Xuantian Sect to cause the death of Ye Chenfeng’s parents in a car crash? When Chenfeng was in Tianhai, how did people from the Songs and Xuantian Sect send assassins to kill him? If it weren’t for his strong will to live, could he have survived until today? If his soul hadn’t come from a world five hundred years in the future and merged with the body’s soul, the original Ye Chenfeng would have been played to death by them a hundred times, a thousand times over.

Ye Chenfeng could no longer control his emotions, a boundless rage burned within his body, and he let out a cold laugh from his throat, saying, "Are you even worthy of mentioning extermination to me? How did you treat the Yes? The Songs colluding with Xuantian Sect, once you completely control the major families of Capital City, I bet the first you’ll strike is the Yes, right? If you really reached that point, I believe you would show no mercy to the Yes."

"Besides, the vengeance for my parents cannot go unavenged. The Songs must be exterminated by my hands."

Ye Chenfeng, with Level Nine Soul Force gathering inside his body, took steps towards Song Yigang, Song Gui, and Song Lie. With every step Ye Chenfeng took, the hearts of the three Song family members felt as if they had been brutally stomped on.

Four meters.

Three meters.

Two meters.

As Ye Chenfeng continued to approach, Song Lie was the first to crumble emotionally, pleading, "Ye Chenfeng, I beg you, spare us! We will never oppose the Yes again, we can agree to anything you want."

Isn’t it a little too late for regrets now?

With anger burning in his eyes, Ye Chenfeng watched Song Lie and punched him directly in the head, with a "bang!", Song Lie’s head burst open instantly, spattering blood and brain matter onto the faces of Song Yigang and Song Gui next to him.

Song Gui, watching Song Lie’s headless body slowly fall to the ground, immediately bent over and vomited, and while he was vomiting, Ye Chenfeng’s punch burst his head, and the study was instantly filled with the stench of blood.

Song Yigang saw his own two sons’ heads burst open by Ye Chenfeng’s fists and was completely stunned, losing all semblance of his composure as a figure of power. After staring at the two corpses for a full thirty seconds, madness appeared on his face as he shouted, "Ye Chenfeng, you will not die a good death, you will not die a good death, you are a devil, you are a devil."

"I’ve said it before, everyone must be responsible for their actions, I will make sure the Songs have a good reunion underground." Ye Chenfeng, with a punch filled with Soul Force, hammered towards Song Yigang’s head.

Watching Ye Chenfeng’s fist enlarging infinitely in his pupil, Song Yigang truly regretted at this moment. If only he hadn’t colluded with Xuantian Sect back then, perhaps the Songs wouldn’t have ended up like this?

"Bang!"

The fist landed, blood was exposed.

A mixture of brain matter and blood, like dazzling fireworks, sprayed out from Song Yigang’s head.

The Songs were destined to vanish from the annals of history tonight. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it on qidian.com or subscribe for monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)