307: Chapter 307 Dividing the Feng Family

The sudden voice nearly scared the soul out of Xu Bancheng. His heart skipped a beat, and with wide, terrified eyes, he stared at the young figure who had appeared out of nowhere.

Familiar! Too familiar. Wasn't this the same figure he had just brushed past?

Looking closely now, Xu Bancheng realized who it was. It was actually... Emperor Qin!!!

My god. He actually didn't die.

Xu Bancheng began to tremble all over, the terror on his face impossible to hide any longer.

Half a year. A full half year. He never imagined that, just as the various Families were about to wrap things up, that man had returned...

Screech! Because of Qin Chuan's sudden appearance, the driver in the front seat was startled and hurriedly slammed on the brakes, causing the luxury car to stop sideways in the middle of the road.

Although the sound of impatient honking kept coming from behind, the driver didn't dare to move in the slightest. As Xu Bancheng's driver, how could he not know who this young man before them was?

They were done for now.

Whether it was the driver or Xu Bancheng, both sat in their seats in terror, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, not daring to make a sound.

After a long while, Xu Bancheng finally said in a trembling voice, "General Qin... we... we didn't intend to go to the Feng Family..."

Qin Chuan frowned, a chill flashing in his eyes.

Xu Bancheng was terrified by this look; he knew very well what kind of existence the other party was.

Half a year ago at the Feng Family's birthday banquet, half of the martial arts world had come. Not only that, but Qin Chuan had also fought his way to the Martial Arts Holy City. The Earth Martial Arts Alliance, in order to kill him, hadn't hesitated to wipe an entire island off the map. And yet... he hadn't died?

"General Qin... I am going to the Feng Family..." Xu Bancheng quickly changed his words, knowing that continuing to hide it was pointless. Given the other party's capabilities, he could find out at any time. Once it was investigated later, he, Xu Bancheng, would undoubtedly die.

"Then drive," Qin Chuan's voice rang out calmly. "I happen to be going to the Feng Family as well, to see my grandfather."

"Dr... drive." Xu Bancheng hurriedly instructed the driver.

The driver swallowed his saliva. Although his hands were shaking, he scrambled to start the car. The car moved forward slowly, but the speed was not fast. There was no helping it; his foot on the accelerator was trembling, so he couldn't go fast even if he wanted to.

Qin Chuan looked ahead, his voice cold. "Tell me, what has happened in Hong Kong during the half year I was gone?"

Xu Bancheng didn't dare to hide anything, so he recounted the events of the past half year.

Starting from the news of Qin Chuan's death, the four major families of Hong Kong—the Qian Family, Sun Family, Xu Family, and Wang Family—began to conspire. Their goal was the Feng Family.

However, the four families were not in a hurry; they waited. It wasn't until a month later that they began their move.

But by this time, the Feng Family was not so easy to deal with. After all, the Feng Family had officially stepped into the ranks of Martial Arts Families and had Martial Artist warriors like Feng Lei from the Tianshu Holy Land.

The four families were very patient. They attacked the Feng Family from a commercial perspective, and they also spent heavily to hire Martial Artists, hoping to crush the Feng Family.

After several months, the Feng Family could barely hold on, and today was the time to wrap things up. Of course, there was another reason they could successfully wrap things up, and that was the support from the Ye Family.

"Oh, you're saying the Feng Family has an 8th Realm Martial Artist?" Qin Chuan was somewhat surprised.

"Yes, if it weren't for this 8th Realm Martial Artist, we would have wrapped things up long ago." Xu Bancheng nodded. "General Qin, I have told you everything I know. I admit that I have indeed made moves against the Feng Family this past half year, and I held some resentment, after all, my son was crippled by you, and the other families are the same, but... at least we haven't caused any loss of life to the Feng Family..."

"I only ask that you spare me..." He was afraid of death. Sitting on trillions in wealth, how could he not be afraid of death?

Qin Chuan did not speak, but narrowed his eyes slightly. He hadn't expected the Ye Family to be involved as well. Of course, he had also guessed who the 8th Realm Martial Artist guarding the Feng Family was.

The Cao Family had regained control of the Tianshu Holy Land. The Ye Family had successfully advanced to Land Immortal and was manipulating the four families to attack the Feng Family. The four families naturally wanted to annex the Feng Family; one had to know that the current Feng Family was no ordinary Feng Family, but a Martial Arts Family. The Ye Family was likely wanting to annex the Feng Family as well...

Qin Chuan sighed softly. Whether it was Yunding Villa, the Heavenly Sect, or now the Feng Family, it was all just the greed of human nature.

Meanwhile, at the Feng Family. In the main hall, the head of the Feng Family, Feng Shirong, sat in the main seat, his aged face looking quite grim.

Feng Taihe, Feng Taifeng, Feng Xiu, and Feng Lei were all lying on the ground, covered in blood. The younger generation, Feng Rongrong and Feng Hao, were hiding in the corner, trembling.

Ye Nantian stood in front of everyone, but his situation was not optimistic either; his face was pale, and he was covered in blood.

In this hall, besides the Feng Family, there was another group. Qian Anxiang, Sun Yan, Wang Tianba, Hong Kong Commander-in-Chief Ouyang Chongguang, and an 8th Realm Peak Martial Artist from the Ye Family named Ye Chun.

Half a year ago, they had caused trouble at the Feng Family's birthday banquet, and now, half a year later, it was still this same group. The sons of Qian, Sun, and Wang had all been killed by Qin Chuan. Now, they could be considered to be here for revenge.

Ouyang Chongguang tapped his fingers on the table. "Feng Shirong, your Feng Family's momentum is gone. Well? You should just satisfy everyone's demands, otherwise, you won't have a good ending."

Feng Shirong's expression sank. "I can hand over the Cultivation Technique, but you cannot hurt anyone from my Feng Family again!"

Bang! Just as he finished speaking, Ye Chun stepped forward in a flash and struck Feng Shirong's chest with his palm. Although Feng Shirong was still sitting in his original position, he had already sustained internal injuries, his face turning much paler.

"Do you have the qualifications to negotiate terms with us?" "Hand over the Cultivation Technique quickly; my Ye Family wants it!"

Ye Chun looked down at him, incomparably arrogant.

Feng Shirong knew he had no qualifications to negotiate, but now all he could do was protect the members of the Feng Family as much as possible, so he could only honestly hand over the Cultivation Technique that Qin Chuan had previously passed on to the Feng Family.

After obtaining the Cultivation Technique, Ye Chun was incredibly excited. He used his phone to take pictures of the technique and sent it to the Ye Family.

"Consider yourself sensible!" He snorted coldly, then retreated to a chair and sat down, crossing his legs.

"My Ye Family has no other demands. As for the rest, I will leave it to you all. It's the same old rule: once you get your hands on it, you must give my Ye Family fifty percent!"

"Understood, understood..." Wang Tianba and the others nodded repeatedly. They were naturally not after the Cultivation Technique, but the Feng Family's assets!