Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law

Ye Feng left the Yin Family soon after. As for the so-called properties, he didn’t care about them at all.

Of course, he knew that it was unlikely to trace the whereabouts of the Southern Border Gu & Poison Sect with this lead.

The Southern Border Gu & Poison Sect had many branches, and this one they had encountered might just be a splinter, not the elite of the actual Gu & Poison Sect.

Cui Hao and the others didn’t dare to linger long and, with the help of the servants, also left the Yin Family.

The originally lively and festive Yin Family quickly went from celebrating a wedding to mourning a death.

The Yin Family did not say much to the outside world. Despite the servants’ confusion, they didn’t understand why in a sudden turn of events, the old head of the Yin Family had died, the eldest son, Yin Angli, had been disabled, and even the eldest grandson, Yin Junde, had become an idiot.

Leaving before Ye Feng, however, was Gusu Murong Young Master, Murong Qinglong.

"Ye Feng... this damned bastard, actually severed my right arm. This score... it absolutely cannot end like this!"

Sitting in the carriage, Murong Qinglong kept roaring in anger. Although his severed right arm had been set in a cast, even if it would recover, he would never be able to practice martial arts again. For him, from a martial arts family, it was like a tiger losing its teeth.

As for the martial instructor who had accompanied him, he fared even worse. With both legs disabled and carried out of the Yin Family’s home, he was still unconscious.

Sitting in the back seat, Hong Yuting kept fanning the flames, snorting, "This Ye fellow, although he is our Hong Family’s son-in-law, was utterly lawless. We couldn’t even lift our heads under his oppression when he was at the Hong Family!"

"Brother Murong, you might not be aware, but when he was in Jiangdu, he already wiped out several great families. This man has committed monstrous crimes!"

Murong Qinglong’s eyes revealed a deep resentment, "If this man doesn’t die, my heart’s hatred cannot be extinguished. Call my grandfather immediately!"

The bodyguard in the passenger seat, who was also a member of the Martial Alliance of Southern River Region Jiangnan, said, "Young Master Murong, the Alliance Hierarch is currently in a meeting at the Martial Alliance, calling him now..."

"Don’t give me that nonsense, just call him immediately, right now!"

Murong Qinglong was livid as he asserted, "His most precious grandson has been crippled along with the martial instructor, one of the four great instructors of the Martial Alliance of Southern River Region Jiangnan, being carried out like that. If we don’t retaliate, how can I ever assuage my resentment if that Ye fellow doesn’t die?"

"Yes!" The Martial Alliance bodyguard dared not say any more and immediately made the call.

Hong Yuting’s eyes swiveled before she spoke to Brother Murong, "Although your grandfather is the Leader of the Martial Alliance of the Southern River Region Jiangnan, that Ye fellow is said to possibly be from some aristocratic clan, a great young master from the capital. Your grandfather, he…"

"No matter what his background is, he’s just a cripple now. Even if he truly is a young master from some capital’s aristocratic clan, he’s surely been abandoned by his family. Such a person is not to be feared!"

Murong Qinglong bit his teeth in anger, "In any case, we must kill him no matter what!"

Hong Yuting didn’t say anything more, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, revealing a smug smile.

Her visit to the Southern River Region Jiangnan Province was purely to witness how these wealthy and noble families would kill Ye Feng.

"I was still thinking about how to set up a situation that would cause you to conflict with the Four Great Families of the Southern River Region Jiangnan. But who would have thought, Ye Feng, that you would court death and run into the muzzle of a gun yourself. Now let’s see how you die!"

Hong Yuting thought privately, not doubting Murong Qinglong’s words in the least, as he was not only from the Four Great Families but his grandfather, the Old Head of the Murong Family, was also the Leader of the Martial Alliance.

That was the Martial Alliance of the Provincial City in the Southern River Region Jiangnan, not to be compared to the city of Jiangdu. And it was said that the old head of the Murong Family was a true Great Grandmaster!

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Meanwhile, Ye Feng was already in his car. Initially, he wanted to go directly to the Martial Alliance of the Southern River Region Jiangnan to use their power to carefully look into the recent activities of the two Gu & Poison Sect Disciples, to see if they had any contact with other people and thus uncover clues.

But Hong Qingyan was tired; this girl was inherently weak, so Ye Feng thought it over and decided to return to the villa first. As for Cui Yan and other family representatives, he couldn’t be bothered with them.

Cui Hao and the others were helped out of the Yin Family and only after settling in their vehicle did they breathe a sigh of relief, a sense of having survived a great calamity.

"Deputy Head Cui, now that we’ve obtained the antidote for the gu poison from the Yin Family, the heads of our families shouldn’t have to worry about the poison anymore." Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The representative from the Yan Family paused there, falling into a thoughtful silence, as if he had more to say but hesitated.

Cui Hao frowned and said, "What are you trying to say? Out with it; there are no outsiders here!"

The vehicle was a nanny van, seating only five individuals—all representatives of the major families. By this time, the effects of the Soft Muscle Powder were gradually diminishing. They were all trained in martial arts and were slowly regaining some strength.

As a result, the ice-thin anxiety they had felt was starting to relax, and their minds naturally were becoming sharper.

After some thought, the representative from the Yan Family said, "Although we managed to escape death this time entirely thanks to that Ye Feng, from the situation at the time, he didn’t come specifically to save us. In other words, he just happened to do so."

"Moreover, now that we already have the antidotes, and the lives of our family heads are no longer in jeopardy, surely we’re not expected to obediently play the role of lambs to the slaughter?"

"You mean..." Cui Hao also fell into a contemplative silence.

"Brother Yan is correct. Although we owe our escape this time to Mr. Ye, and we should be grateful, to hand over half of each of our families’ assets to him, isn’t that a bit too much?" A representative of a second-tier family spoke up.

"But, didn’t we already agree to it when we were with the Yin Family? If we go back on our word now, wouldn’t that be dishonorable?" another representative said.

The representative from the Yan Family turned to Cui Hao and asked, "Deputy Head Cui, what do you think?"

Cui Hao was still mulling it over and after a long while said, "Indeed, the man did save us, and we should be grateful. However, to directly give away half of our family’s holdings to this person, that’s surely going a bit too far, isn’t it?"

"Who would disagree? After all, hasn’t each one of our families painstakingly built up their assets over the decades? To now simply hand over the majority of them to someone else, how could we bear that?"

"But... we already promised this before. Furthermore, that Ye Feng, he’s very formidable. If we anger him..."

"Ye Feng is formidable, but now that our family heads have been rescued and the threat is gone, surely our combined families are not afraid of him, are we?"

"Enough!"

Cui Hao abruptly gestured with his hand and continued, "Here’s what we’ll do: Ye Feng is too powerful; it’s not wise to confront him for now. Of course, we can’t just outright refuse him either. Before we proceed with transferring our assets, we must first meet someone."

"Meet someone? Who?" everyone immediately asked.

"Of course, Murong Zhantian, the Leader of the Martial Alliance of Southern River Region Jiangnan!" Cui Hao replied with a cold laugh.

"Meet Murong Zhantian? Do you think that old fox will agree to help us broker a deal?" the Yan Family representative asked.

"Exactly. That old Murong Zhantian would love nothing more than to weaken the power of our Four Great Families, so he can take them down one by one and ultimately dominate the Southern River Region. It’d be strange if he would help us!"

Cui Hao shook his head and said, "No, he will intervene. And I dare to assert that he must confront that Ye Feng!"

"You’re so sure?" the Yan Family representative asked.

"Of course!"

Cui Hao gave a cold smile and explained, "When we left the Yin Family’s place, I overheard a servant mentioning that the eldest son of the Murong Family had also attended the birthday celebration, and coincidentally, his arm was broken by Ye Feng, who even crippled one of the martial instructors of the Martial Alliance."

"Is that really true?" The representatives of the great families’ eyes lit up.

"Make a phone call right now to confirm whether this is true!"

With a command from Cui Hao, he suddenly thought and then said, "Let’s not go back just yet. Drive around a bit so we can regain some more strength. As soon as we get confirmation from the Yin Family, we’ll head straight to the Martial Alliance of Southern River Region Jiangnan!"