66: Yang family news

"What!" General Yang's heart trembled, and a chill ran down his spine.

"Yang Lei was killed?"

"Who did it!"

General Yang clenched his hand, forcefully snapping the pen in his grasp.

At this moment, General Yang's eyes bulged, and he felt his body go limp, slumping onto a stool.

He showed a look of horror, unable to believe it was true!

"Lei'er is dead?" General Yang exclaimed.

Stahan was no fool either.

At this time, he didn't dare to interject randomly.

Suddenly, Stahan knelt on the ground, his body trembling slightly.

"Master, please restrain your grief!" Stahan understood General Yang.

Although General Yang was usually very gentle, if his soft spot was touched...

It would be different; he was merely a smiling tiger.

"Restrain my grief? Lei'er is dead, and you're still spouting such nonsense?" General Yang's face was grim.

"Who is the murderer!"

"Find him for me!"

"Who dares to lay a hand on a Yang Family Disciple in Yizhou City? Are they tired of living?"

General Yang's eyes were red, and he tightly clenched his fists.

Bang.

Only a muffled thunderous roar was heard.

General Yang raised his hand and struck, smashing the desk in front of him to pieces.

Large and small fragments scattered in all directions.

General Yang gritted his teeth, his face contorted in rage, his blood-red eyes appearing even more profound.

"Stahan!" General Yang roared!

"Master, I'm here," Stahan quickly responded.

"Who killed Lei'er? Who is the murderer?" General Yang demanded.

Butler Han was stunned by General Yang's question.

He had left in such a hurry just now that he hadn't asked the reporting soldier for details.

What exactly happened!

How could Stahan know who the murderer was?

"Master, the city guards reported this just now."

"I don't know the specific situation."

"The murderer must not have left Yizhou City yet!"

"Why don't we set off immediately, seal off the city, and once we control the city gates, the murderer will have no escape."

Stahan lowered his head and pondered for a moment.

A flash of inspiration crossed his mind, and he was extremely excited.

"Since you know what to do, why aren't you going?" A cold light flashed in General Yang's eyes.

General Yang's malevolence was heavy, startling Butler Han.

Butler Han looked up at General Yang's gaze and felt his scalp tingle.

That feeling was like being targeted by a wild beast.

A mysterious chill ran down Stahan's back!

"Yes, Master, I'm going now!"

"Going now!"

Stahan nodded, not daring to delay.

He quickly got up, turned, and walked out the door, his steps hurried.

"Bastard!"

"How dare you kill my Yang Family Disciple!" General Yang roared.

With a tremendous bang.

General Yang's Spiritual Power suddenly burst forth.

As the Spiritual Qi surged out, it stirred up layers of powerful air currents that raged through the hall.

Gusts of wind swept through!

The Xuan paper, silk books, and scrolls in the room were all blown away.

Paper scraps danced and slowly descended from the air.

The doors and windows rattled loudly from the impact of the strong airflow.

The two redwood doors were violently struck by that Spiritual Qi, emitting a dull, heavy thud.

"Dare to kill my Yang Family descendant, I will make your life worse than death!" General Yang clenched his fists.

"Where are the Yang Family Soldiers?"

General Yang exuded intense malevolence, and a cold glint flickered in his blood-red eyes.

He had already resolved to kill.

Yang Lei was General Yang's only son.

And the sole heir of the Yang Family!

The pain of a white-haired person burying a black-haired person made General Yang lose his reason.

At this moment, General Yang was like an Asura fallen into Hell; his Killing Intent, along with his Spiritual Qi, swept through this space.

That aura of Spiritual Power made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Master."

"What are your orders?"

A slightly authoritative voice broke the silence in the room.

Outside the hall.

Five individuals dressed in gray robes stood respectfully.

The leader initiated the courtesy.

His long hair fell neatly over his shoulders, and dark bangs covered half of his face.

Upon closer inspection, there was a deep, slender scar on the face beneath the bangs.

The Yang Family Guards numbered only twenty.

They were all loyal retainers of the Yang Family.

Their cultivation had even reached the Third Realm.

"Follow me quickly to the city gate."

"If you encounter the murderer of Young Master!"

"Kill them immediately!" General Yang snorted, his voice extremely cold.

"Yes, Master." The five men clasped their fists and said in unison.

Then, they closely followed behind General Yang.

The group quickly walked out of the study, heading straight for the Yizhou City gate... The Yizhou City gate was very deserted.

The soldiers guarding the city gate had disappeared.

Rumble, rumble.

The earth trembled slightly.

In the distance, hundreds of cavalry were galloping at high speed along the long street.

Where the warhorses trod, layers of dust rose.

"Charge!" Sitting on the saddles were soldiers clad in golden chainmail, wielding sabers, bows, swords, and halberds.

"Find the murderer of Young Master; once found, kill them!" Each soldier looked fierce and menacing, their faces grim and ruthless.

In the distance of the procession, a black brocade banner fluttered in the wind.

A large character 'Yang' was embroidered in the center of the flag.

Black characters with gold embroidery, further highlighting its prominence.

"The Yang Family's Iron Cavalry?" Nan Qingyue frowned deeply.

"Hmm, it seems so." Li Changfeng's face was grim; he reacted quickly.

He pulled Nan Qingyue and Nan Feng into a small alley.

Those on the long street were indeed the Yang Family's city-guarding army, their most elite Iron Cavalry.

They were searching for something.

"Aren't they just the Yang Family's private soldiers? Why are you so nervous?" Nan Feng said with disdain.

"It's nothing, let's go." Li Changfeng replied perfunctorily.

He naturally wouldn't say, "I killed Yang Lei."

Such words would surely bring trouble upon himself!

Li Changfeng was not arrogant to that extent.

Along the way.

Encountering some sorcerers made Li Changfeng realize.

This immortal power was not invincible.

The Yang Family Iron Cavalry had come for Li Changfeng.

Yang Lei was the Yang Family's sole heir.

General Yang learned that his son had been killed.

How could General Yang let it go?

He would surely vow to capture the murderer and sacrifice the murderer's life for his son!

The Commander of the Hundred Cavalry held a profound iron spear.

The spear tip gleamed with cold light, and he wore ancient bronze embroidered armor.

His face was extremely solemn, bearing the malevolence left from years of slaughter.

It was none other than the head of the Yang Family, General Yang!

"Stahan." General Yang glanced at Butler Han beside him from the corner of his eye.

His blood-red eyes became even sharper, "Do you recognize the person who killed Lei'er?"

"This... I..." Stahan sighed deeply.

Stahan had only learned that Yang Lei was killed by someone from a soldier's report.

How could he recognize that person when he hadn't even seen them?

Being asked by General Yang like this, he was somewhat lost.

At this moment, Stahan didn't know how to answer.

"Master, actually... I..." Stahan stammered.

"Speak quickly, spit it out!" General Yang was already impatient.

General Yang was in a fit of rage.

If at this moment.

He foolishly provoked the tiger, then he should probably be called 'Dead Han'!