Chapter 895: Chapter 936 He Family’s General
The two n who ca to the villa were from the Zheng family, whose power as a prominent Capital City clan far exceeded that of the smaller provincial clan of Ye Yunzhu’s family. Though based in the Capital City, these large families often had their real foundations spread across the entire country. Their presence in the capital rely facilitated easier managent of family affairs, much like how large companies establish their headquarters there.
The Zheng family was significantly more powerful than the Ye family, not only in economic strength and influence but also in their roster of talented individuals, especially when it ca to martial arts experts, who were a recruitnt priority and of paramount importance.
Other talents they recruited mostly served the purpose of making money for the family, but it was only the martial artists who could protect the vital interests and key persons of the family. Without such protection, all the money and power in the world would be useless if key figures were easily killed or compromised.
These two n were renowned experts from the He family, typically out of public view, only deployed to manage disputes involving family mbers when necessary. Even as top fighters, they were treated with great respect and didn’t intervene without a substantial reason.
This ti, He Zhenyang had summoned them to punish soone, which was sothing they were initially reluctant to do. However, with the abduction of He Zhenyang’s fiancée threatening the family’s reputation and hearing of the adversary’s prowess, the He family had dispatched them with clear instructions to chase off the rival and prevent further contact with Xiao Ling’er. In today’s digital age, large families like theirs handled matters discreetly, avoiding outright murder unless absolutely certain it couldn’t be traced back.
No matter how powerful, these clans still operated within the confines of the state and strove to avoid giving critics any leverage. They always sought to act lawfully and logically.
It was commonly the younger generation, like He Zhenyang and Chen Fangzhou, who caused troubles. Their families hoped their marriage would stabilize them and lock in considerable mutual benefits.
As for Xiao Ling’er’s past relationships, they were irrelevant; what mattered was her marrying He Zhenyang from now on.
The two n, He Chong and He ng, weren’t originally surnad He but were adopted orphans ticulously grood until they shone, eventually being granted the family na — a common practice among major families, ensuring the orphans, free of prior attachnts, devoted themselves entirely to the family and had arranged marriages within the clan.
A large family couldn’t rely solely on its main branch due to limited and not always capable personnel. They continually cultivated loyal mbers to serve across generations, akin to ancient house guards.
These house guards often held status just below that of the family’s natives. Outstanding ones received utmost regard and compensation from the family, sotis even outstripping direct descendants, who treated these skilled guards with great respect.
This respect was key to the guards’ lifelong service — they didn’t feel inferior and benefited from the aura of belonging to a powerful clan.
He Chong and He ng had lived with and served the He family for over forty years. Both n had wed won chosen by the family and regarded the He family as their own. Their mission now, triggered by an assault on a family mber and the stealing of a fiancée, was to defend the He family’s honor by dealing with Li Yifei.
"We are from the He family," He Chong said to Li Yifei, speaking with his typical brevity, his introduction itself a declaration of their purpose, while He ng, who rarely spoke, usually did so just before taking action.
Li Yifei, recognizing the solid, unshakeable presence of the two n, felt a mixture of surprise and respect. They clearly were not ordinary fighters; in any military unit, these n would be among the elite, let alone in the Flying Hawk Squad.
Previously in Capital City, he hadn’t interacted much with such big clans except when carrying out specific missions or ensuring leaders’ security. He was unaware that such formidable experts lay hidden within these families. It seed, he had known too little before.
"What do you intend to do?" Li Yifei responded calmly, matching the briefness of the other’s speech.
"First!" He Chong raised three fingers, then retracted two, saying, "From now on, cease all contact with Xiao Ling’er!"
"Second!" He Chong raised another finger, stating, "Leave the Capital City, never to step foot here again!"
"Third!" He Chong spread all three fingers, slowly adding, "We’ll break your legs."
Li Yifei’s expression remained impassive as he replied, "I have only one condition, you go back where you ca from."
He Chong and He ng’s faces showed no anger; instead, they stared at Li Yifei. They, too, sensed the danger that only a true master could perceive emanating from Li Yifei. The young man standing before them was indeed powerful. Although they had found out that Li Yifei had co here, they had not uncovered his identity—not because they couldn’t, but because they were in such a hurry that they had failed to do so.
A young man with such formidable skills was generally soone of significance. He Chong slowly asked, "Who are you?"
"Who I am doesn’t matter. Co on." Li Yifei placed his hands behind his back, adopting a posture even more arrogant than his adversaries.
He ng frowned, stepped forward abruptly, and bellowed. He threw a punch straight toward Li Yifei’s chest. The punch was straightforward, without any trickery, but the force enveloped Li Yifei’s entire body. If Li Yifei dodged, the punch would transform into a thunderous onslaught, unceasing until it toppled its target. It seed simple yet left no room for retreat.
Li Yifei squinted and remained still.
"You’re bold, boy!"
This was a slight to He ng; his temper was already fiery, and now his eyes bulged with rage. The force enveloping Li Yifei suddenly concentrated at his fist tip, with the sound of breaking wind suddenly filling the air as He ng’s fist hurtled toward Li Yifei’s chest.
Li Yifei laughed heartily. "That’s more like it," he said. In the midst of speaking, his right hand quickly flipped, his palm turning into a blade, and he chopped toward He ng’s wrist.
The timing of this palm strike was perfect. If He ng continued to attack, Li Yifei’s palm would sever He ng’s wrist before the fist could hit his chest.
Though He ng’s punch was powerful, he knew his wrist couldn’t withstand Li Yifei’s hand blade. Continuing the assault would only wreck his own punch, while the young man opposite would remain unscathed.
Among masters, the brain often doesn’t need to think when making a move. He ng changed his punch into a palm, altering his straight strike into a rising blow, countering Li Yifei’s hand blade with his own attack.
Li Yifei still didn’t et him head-on; he folded four fingers, leaving only the index finger extended. He adjusted the angle slightly and again aid for He ng’s wrist.
He ng roared, retracted his hand, and kicked fiercely at Li Yifei.
Li Yifei sidestepped and lifted his right foot, kicking sideways at He ng’s knee joint.
In a blink, the two had exchanged several moves. He ng’s moves were grand and forceful, the fierceness of his attacks resembling a violent storm, apparently gaining the upper hand in sheer montum.
Li Yifei, however, favored finesse; he did not clash with He ng head-on, but his attacks were precise, always targeting He ng’s weakest points at just the right mont, forcing He ng to switch techniques midway through almost every move.
In Xiao Ling’er and He Yuling’s eyes, it seed as if He ng had the advantage. They were both extrely nervous, clutching their hands, drenched in sweat, fearing that Li Yifei would lose. Losing would not only likely result in serious injuries for Li Yifei, but it would also an forfeiting the chance to negotiate with their families.
But through He Chong’s eyes, the scene was greatly surprising. With his keen vision, he could clearly see that He ng wasn’t gaining any advantage at all and was quite frustrated.
He hadn’t expected such a young man to possess such incredible skills. Where had this guy co from?
If the fight continued this way, He ng would soon be unable to hold on. Thus, without further thought, He Chong bellowed. He couldn’t be concerned with the decorum of not ganging up in a fight between masters. At least he didn’t sneak attack, giving Li Yifei a warning before he too attacked him.
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