550: Chapter 550 Who's so arrogant as to dare touch my people?

Upon hearing this, Wang Tianlong roared, "Presumptuous!"

Wang Xiue sneered.

"I am being presumptuous, so what?"

"In this world, having a hard fist is the only truth."

"If you won't help me take revenge, I will do it myself."

"Wang Tianlong, you have been a coward for so many years; it is time you woke up."

Wang Tianlong was trembling with rage, the veins on his forehead throbbing violently. He pointed a finger at Wang Xiue, his voice shaking.

"You... you are simply unreasonable!"

"Someone, come here!"

"Take Wang Xiue down for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking,

A swarm of Wang Family disciples poured out from within the Wang Family mansion, a dense mass of people that completely blocked the entrance.

Looking at the Wang Family disciples pouring out, Wang Xiue was not panicked in the slightest; instead, she laughed.

"Wang Tianlong, do you think these shrimp soldiers and crab generals can stop me?"

Wang Tianlong's expression turned cold. Just as he was about to speak, an old man in a grey robe stepped out from the crowd behind Wang Xiue.

The old man was about sixty years old and stood right beside Wang Xiue. "Wang Tianlong, she is the wife of an elder from my Chen Family. Do you dare to touch her?"

Wang Tianlong gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with rage.

"The wife of a Chen Family elder? You still have the nerve to bring that up?"

"That elder of yours was kicked to death by Mr. Ye. How dare you come to my Yunnan Province to act wild now?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the old men behind Wang Xiue darkened simultaneously.

One of them shouted sternly, "Wang Tianlong, you are courting death!"

Another person's aura surged violently, his grey robe fluttering without any wind, and a terrifying pressure emanated from his entire body.

Wang Tianlong's expression tightened, and he instinctively stepped back.

Gongyang Shou held his teacup, narrowing his eyes as his gaze fell upon those old men, calculating in his heart.

These old fellows were not weak.

At least at the Heaven Realm.

Perhaps even higher.

Wang Xiue sneered and reached out to stop the old men behind her who were about to make a move.

"Don't be impatient."

She looked at Wang Tianlong and said, word for word.

"Wang Tianlong, I didn't come here today to fight you."

"I am here to tell you..."

"My Chen Family is officially declaring war on Ye Chen today."

Wang Tianlong's pupils contracted sharply.

Declaring war?

The Chen Family wants to declare war on Ye Chen?

Have they in the Chen Family gone mad?

Last time, for the sake of the Sima Family, they had already offended Ye Chen to the death.

And now they dare to declare war?

Wang Tianlong's mind couldn't quite process it.

From the crowd behind Wang Xiue, a white-haired old man walked out slowly.

The old man had the hair of a crane and the complexion of a child, his face as handsome as jade. A moon-white robe fluttered gently in the mountain breeze, and an indescribable, ethereal aura emanated from him.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping faintly over the Wang Family mansion.

That posture! That bearing! That demeanor!

It was as if the Wang Family of Yunnan Province was nothing more than a speck of dust in his eyes.

Wang Tianlong's gaze fell upon the old man, his pupils contracting sharply: "You... you are..."

The old man smiled slightly.

"Wang Family Head, I have long heard of you."

"I am Meng Ziyi, an elder of the Hehuan Sect in the Kunlun Ruins."

Once these words were spoken, the color drained completely from Wang Tianlong's face.

The Hehuan Sect!

One of the Eight Sects among the Five Clans, Eight Sects, and Thirteen Schools!

That was an existence standing at the peak of the pyramid in the Kunlun Ruins, a behemoth second only to the Five Clans!

And the name Meng Ziyi was one he had heard like thunder.

One of the three great elders of the Hehuan Sect!

Rumor had it that he had already stepped into the Golden Core stage a hundred years ago, and his cultivation was unfathomable.

How could such a figure appear here?

And why would he be standing with Wang Xiue?

Wang Tianlong's brain went blank, buzzing with a loud bang.

Gongyang Shou's hand holding the teacup also froze in mid-air, the smile on his face solidifying.

It wasn't that he hadn't heard of the Hehuan Sect; it was precisely because he had heard of it that he knew what those three words meant.

It was a terrifying existence that could stir up a storm of blood and slaughter in the Secular World simply by sending out one elder.

Wang Xiue looked at Wang Tianlong's pale face, a smug smile curling the corner of her lips.

"Big brother, do you see the gap now?"

"Elder Meng is an old friend of my Chen Family. He traveled specially from the Kunlun Ruins today to uphold justice for my Chen Family."

She paused, her voice tinged with a bit of mockery.

"That Mr. Ye of yours, isn't he very good at fighting?"

"Then let him come and try fighting the Hehuan Sect!"

Wang Tianlong gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, but he couldn't say a single word.

What could he say?

Say that the Wang Family is not afraid of the Hehuan Sect?

That would be self-deception.

Say that Ye Chen can defeat the Hehuan Sect?

He didn't even believe it himself.

No matter how strong Ye Chen is, he is only one person...

What?

Backed by the Dragon Group?

The Dragon Group is the Dragon Group; it is a national organization. In the face of major issues of right and wrong, it is unlikely to stand on the side of personal interests.

After all... once the Hehuan Sect is involved, things are not quite the same.

Because the Hehuan Sect is a sect that has been passed down for hundreds of years, and its foundation is unfathomable.

Meng Ziyi stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze falling upon Wang Tianlong as he spoke calmly.

"Wang Family Head, I did not come here today to make an enemy of the Wang Family."

"The grudge between the Chen Family and Ye Chen is the Chen Family's business."

"If the Wang Family does not want to be dragged into this mess, I do have a suggestion."

Wang Tianlong swallowed hard: "What suggestion?"

Meng Ziyi smiled slightly and said, word for word.

"Relinquish the position of Family Head and hand it over to Wang Xiue."

"In this way, the grudge between the Wang Family and the Chen Family will have no further connection."

"The entire Wang Family will be safe."

Wang Tianlong's expression sank completely.

Relinquish the position of Family Head? Hand it to Wang Xiue?

This is no suggestion; it is clearly forcing a coup!

If he agrees, the Wang Family will henceforth be a vassal of the Chen Family, a puppet.

If he does not agree...

Wang Tianlong raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the group of people behind Wang Xiue.

Dozens of experts in black martial arts attire, several old men with profound auras, plus the unfathomable Meng Ziyi.

This force did not need to be fully deployed; just a few of them would be enough to flatten the entire Wang Family.

Wang Tianlong's fists clenched until they creaked, his nails almost sinking into his flesh.

Gongyang Shou put down his teacup, leaned close to Wang Tianlong's ear, and lowered his voice: "Tianlong, this matter is troublesome."

Wang Tianlong gritted his teeth, his voice squeezed out from between them: "I know."

"When will Mr. Ye arrive?" Gongyang Shou asked.

Wang Tianlong took a deep breath: "He said he would arrive this morning, but he didn't specify the time."

Gongyang Shou was silent for a moment before slowly spitting out two words.

"Stall him."

Wang Tianlong looked at him.

Gongyang Shou's expression was unprecedentedly serious: "Stalling until Mr. Ye arrives is the only way."

Wang Tianlong closed his eyes, then opened them again, a flash of determination in his eyes.

He raised his head and looked at Meng Ziyi.

"Elder Meng, this matter is of great importance. Allow me to consider it."

Meng Ziyi smiled slightly: "That is only appropriate."

Wang Xiue, however, became impatient and frowned.

"Big brother, what else do you need to consider?"

"Can you not see the situation clearly?"

Wang Tianlong did not look at her, but instead stared at Meng Ziyi.

Meng Ziyi waved his hand, signaling Wang Xiue to be patient, and then looked at Wang Tianlong with a smile.

"Wang Family Head, I can give you time to consider."

"But do not drag it out for too long."

"My patience has never been very good."

Wang Tianlong's expression changed, but he did not respond.

Meng Ziyi stood with his hands behind his back and continued.

"I know you are stalling for time."

"Waiting for that Ye Chen to come, right?"

Wang Tianlong's expression stiffened.

Meng Ziyi looked at his changing expression and shook his head gently.

"Wang Family Head, I have lived for over a hundred years. What kind of people have I not seen? What kind of things have I not experienced?"

"Your little schemes cannot be hidden from me."

"But I will say the ugly words upfront."

"If, after he arrives, you still haven't made a decision..."

"Then I will deal with all of you together."

As he finished speaking,

An invisible pressure emanated from Meng Ziyi, surging in all directions like a tide.

The pressure was like a mountain, making the air at the entrance of the Wang Family mansion seem to solidify.

Wang Tianlong's face changed completely, and cold sweat streamed down from his temples.

The surrounding Wang Family disciples were even more panicked.

Some had trembling legs and couldn't even stand steadily.

Some were pale as ghosts, with beads of sweat on their foreheads larger than beans.

Some were even unable to hold their weapons, letting them drop to the ground.

Those dozens of Wang Family disciples, who usually walked sideways in Yunnan Province, were now like chickens with their necks strangled, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Fear spread like a plague among the crowd, silent and soundless, yet more lethal than any blade.

Wang Xiue stood beside Meng Ziyi, watching the terrified appearance of the Wang Family members, a satisfied smile curling her lips.

"Big brother, do you see it clearly now?"

"This is the gap."

"Can that Mr. Ye of yours give you this kind of confidence?"

Wang Tianlong gritted his teeth and was just about to speak...

Suddenly! An indifferent voice came from behind the crowd.

"Oh? Who is so arrogant that they dare to touch my people?"