Truth be told, with Wang Yue's current cultivation, he could stroll right into the Zhang estate without breaking a sweat. He had enough raw power to slaughter his way from the front gate to the back door and out again.
In fact, in all of Tianhai, he was pretty much untouchable—except for Yu Suxin, who was currently god-knows-where.
However, the martial world was a giant spiderweb; pull one thread, and the whole thing vibrates. The Zhang family were card-carrying members of the Martial Arts Alliance, and the Alliance's headquarters in the Capital had more than one Transcendence Realm powerhouse sitting on the throne.
Wang Yue had masked his appearance, but secrets have a way of leaking. If he went full-throttle and started a public massacre, someone would eventually sniff out the trail, and that would bring a shitstorm he didn't feel like dealing with yet.
He needed to play the long game.
