Shen Zhengye's cloudy eyes flickered slightly, but he remained silent.
Shen Lingxue's expression shifted subtly, as if she were trying to hide something.
'What is going on?'
'Who on earth is this Jiang Xinghai?'
'How did he hit the nail on the head with just one sentence!'
The same shock and doubt filled the hearts of the father and daughter, Shen Zhengye and Shen Lingxue.
Five years ago, the two of them had been diving in the ocean and had secretly rescued a couple.
They had done it with the utmost secrecy. It was impossible for any outsiders to have known!
Otherwise, the culprits from back then would have killed them long ago!
"Please, don't be alarmed. I am, in fact, a descendant of the couple you saved all those years ago."
Jiang Xinghai saw the change in their expressions and felt he had no choice but to reveal his identity.
Upon hearing this, the expressions of Shen Zhengye and his daughter changed once more, but they remained silent.
They stared at Jiang Xinghai, a storm of emotions raging in their hearts.
Should they believe him based on his word alone?
If Jiang Xinghai had been sent by those people to test them, the Shen Family would be annihilated overnight!
"Master, Miss!"
In the midst of this awkward standoff, the Shen Family's old butler came running in. "The Wang Family... someone from the Wang Family is here to visit."
"The Wang Family is here!"
Shen Lingxue's expression was the first to change.
"What are the Wangs doing here?"
Shen Zhengye's expression shifted again. He pushed himself up with his hands on the edge of the bed. "Lingxue, help me up. I'd like to see what this sudden visit from the Wang Family is all about."
Beside them, a cold glint appeared in Jiang Xinghai's eyes.
'The Wang Family's purpose for coming here can only be about Wang Junhao getting beaten up!'
In the living room.
A burly, bald man in his fifties sat on a stool, his eyes narrowed in thought.
"Wang Zhenhu, for you to deign to visit my humble Shen Family... we are truly honored."
Leaning on Shen Lingxue for support, Shen Zhengye entered the living room and offered a polite smile.
Regardless of the reason for their visit, he extended the most basic courtesy expected of the Shen Family.
"Shen Zhengye? Hahaha, it's only been a few months, and you've gotten so old. Think you'll even make it to the New Year? Oh, that's right. The National Medical Saint Hand, Xue Zhong, from Central State is currently a guest at our Wang Family residence. How about we ask him to come over and take a look at you?"
Wang Zhenhu's opening words were dripping with mockery, intended as the ultimate humiliation for Shen Zhengye.
Then, he tossed a wooden box onto the floor. "This is a gift from my older brother to your Shen Family!"
"Wang Zhenhu, I was just wondering why Master Xue was so late. So you, the Wang Family, intercepted him!" Anger flashed across Shen Zhengye's face as he slowly sat down.
The Wang Family was far too large and powerful; he had to endure this.
A moment of catharsis now would only lead to an irreversible tragedy for the Shen Family later.
"Your family is truly despicable!"
Shen Lingxue, who had been clenching her fists, could no longer hold back. "Master Xue Zhong is one of the ten greatest National Medical Saint Hands! The Shen Family exhausted its connections and spent a fortune to invite him, only for your Wang Family to interfere..."
"Lingxue, be quiet," Shen Zhengye cut her off.
"Hahaha!"
Wang Zhenhu roared with laughter, his eyes raking over Shen Lingxue. "No wonder my nephew, Junhao, can't stop talking about how beautiful you are. Seeing you today, you're truly a kingdom-toppling beauty. If I'd known how stunning you were, it wouldn't have been my nephew's turn!"
"Hey, old baldy. Will it kill you to shut your filthy mouth?"
Suddenly, Jiang Xinghai's voice, laced with chilling cold, rang out.
"Are... are you calling me an old baldy?"
Wang Zhenhu's face turned livid. His fierce eyes glared, locking onto Jiang Xinghai, who stood with his hands clasped behind his back.
"Brother Wang, it's a misunderstanding. Please, don't be angry."
Shen Zhengye glanced at Jiang Xinghai and, with a helpless sigh, cupped his fists toward Wang Zhenhu. "This man is a guest of the Shen Family. You're the bigger man, please forgive him this once."
"Chairman Shen, there's no need to be so polite to a member of the Wang Family," Jiang Xinghai said, shaking his head and staring directly at Wang Zhenhu. "Your family doesn't have the right to be this arrogant in front of the Shens. And you, especially, should not have come here to make a scene!"
"You... Ugh!"
Shen Zhengye shot Jiang Xinghai a harsh glare.
'This young man... why doesn't he understand the need to lie low!'
"Hahaha! Interesting. Very interesting!" Wang Zhenhu, who had been furious, now laughed in his rage, his eyes full of contempt. "Kid, you must have a death wish, daring to insult the Wang Family! Don't you know that in Jizhou, our family practically owns the sky?"
"So what?" Jiang Xinghai replied nonchalantly, raising a hand to light a cigarette.
"You!"
Seeing Jiang Xinghai's calm and composed demeanor, Wang Zhenhu was filled with killing intent. "State your name. I don't kill nobodies!"
"Jiang Xinghai."
As he stated his name, Jiang Xinghai reached a hand toward the floor. The small wooden box Wang Zhenhu had thrown down flew into his grasp as if from nowhere.
"That's... Void Capturing Object!"
Wang Zhenhu's arrogance was completely shattered.
That was a technique only a Grandmaster could perform!
Shen Zhengye and his daughter, Shen Lingxue, were also dumbstruck by the sight.
"You... your name is Jiang Xinghai!"
The name, which he had only heard for the first time today, suddenly surfaced in Wang Zhenhu's mind!
His nephew, Wang Junhao, had been crippled and then healed by a Jiang Xinghai. A Grandmaster from the Wang Family had also died at this man's hands!
This man not only possessed heaven-defying medical skills capable of raising the dead, but his martial arts were also transcendent!
And tonight, his own father was preparing to step in personally to eliminate this very man!
"Was this gift meant to be a warning to the Shen Family?"
By now, Jiang Xinghai had opened the small wooden box and taken out a dagger that radiated a bone-chilling cold.
"I..." Facing Jiang Xinghai, Wang Zhenhu didn't dare admit the true purpose of his visit.
"You were insolent in the Shen household. You deserve to die!"
Before the words had even left Jiang Xinghai's mouth, the dagger in his hand vanished.
SHLICK!
The next instant, the dagger was buried in Wang Zhenhu's throat.
"You..."
Wang Zhenhu's eyes bulged in fury. He only had time for a single choked gasp before he collapsed to the floor, dead.
In that instant, the living room fell so silent you could hear a pin drop.
Shen Zhengye, his daughter Shen Lingxue, and the old butler were all utterly dumbstruck.
Wang Zhenhu was dead!
Killed by Jiang Xinghai in a single blow, just like that!
The color drained from their faces. 'This is bad!!!'
A member of the Wang Family had been violently killed in their home. This would surely bring the full, unbridled fury of the Wangs down upon them!
And who in all of Jizhou could possibly withstand the wrath of the Wang Family?
The Shen Family would likely be reduced to ashes before nightfall!
"You... you, you, you..."
Shen Zhengye stared at Jiang Xinghai, completely speechless.
"Jiang Xinghai! You were too reckless..." Shen Lingxue's face went pale; she couldn't accept what had just happened.
"Sigh...!!!"
Suddenly, Shen Zhengye let out a long sigh. "What's done is done. The only option for the Shen Family is to flee Jizhou immediately. But I'm afraid there isn't enough time... The only way is to hand him over to the Wang Family!"
'Hand him over to the Wang Family?'
Hearing this, Shen Lingxue trembled and stared blankly at the unfazed Jiang Xinghai.
'Knowing how the Wang Family operates, wouldn't Jiang Xinghai be tortured to death?'