The Martial Association establishing a new branch in Lingjin City naturally became a topic of conversation at the Qin family's breakfast table.

"Stepmother, I'm going to register with the Martial Association!" Qin Song announced with a smile.

Hmm?

Qin Qiu and Qin Mo both frowned, and an unnatural expression flashed across Luo Sulan's face.

The previous incidents had proven that Qin Donglai's death was directly related to the Martial Association. The Qin Family and the Martial Association were mortal enemies!

Qin Song knew this, yet he still wanted to join them?

Chen Yang sneered, "What an unfilial son. It was bad enough that you skipped your adoptive father's funeral, but now you want to join the Martial Association? Tell me, is there anyone in this world more of a beast than you?"

"Shut your mouth!" Qin Song glared at Chen Yang angrily. "Wasn't the person who killed my adoptive father already dealt with by that mysterious figure behind Xiaoqiu? Vengeance has already been taken, so what does it matter if I join the Martial Association?"

"Are you just scared that once I join, I'll surpass you in strength and you'll lose face in this family?"

Chen Yang was amused. Where does this guy get his confidence from?

Luo Sulan shot Chen Yang a glare before nodding. "Qin Song is right. Besides, having another Fist Master in the family will be a good thing for our household and the entire Qin Clan!"

Qin Qiu silently finished the porridge in her bowl, her face dark as she turned and left.

She was truly infuriated. Does Qin Song have no bottom line or principles at all? It's utterly disgusting!

But for Luo Sulan's sake, she couldn't say anything and just buried her feelings deep inside.

Chen Yang simply smiled, said nothing more, and left the villa.

After Qin Mo also left with a grim expression, Luo Sulan lost her appetite. She turned to comfort Qin Song, "Don't worry, they'll come around in a couple of days. No matter what you do, I will support you wholeheartedly!"

"After you register with the Martial Association, you must study hard. Strive to become an outstanding Fist Master and protect our Qin Family!"

"Stepmother, you can rest assured!" Qin Song nodded vigorously, while sneering internally. Sentimental old woman! The moment I take control of the Qin Corporation, you'll be the first person I kill!

「In the car.」

Chen Yang dialed Yang Hu's number. "Find out where the Martial Association's Lingjin City branch is."

"Boss, are you going too? I'm already leading my men to raid their branch right now!" Yang Hu exclaimed in surprise.

Chen Yang was dumbfounded. What is this guy doing, acting on his own initiative?

"Who told you to go?" Chen Yang asked, exasperated.

"You did! Didn't you say that as long as you're in Lingjin City, the Martial Association isn't allowed to establish a branch? Since they dared to ignore your words, I'll dare to raid them to the ground on their opening day!"

Yang Hu was as domineering as ever.

To him, this wasn't a big deal. It was something he could handle in minutes, so he naturally hadn't bothered to report it to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang gave a resigned laugh, then instructed, "There's no need for such a big scene. What if you scare them? Stand by for now!"

"Understood!" After giving Chen Yang the address, Yang Hu hung up.

The once desolate Hongxing Building was bustling with activity today.

The entire first floor was decorated with lights and festive banners. A massive, gold-lettered plaque wrapped in red silk hung above the main entrance, and the open space in front was filled with flower baskets, fireworks, and firecrackers.

The area was surrounded by a crowd of ordinary citizens. Those who had the privilege of entering today were all either rich or noble.

"Look at this grandeur. The Martial Association has truly established its branch in our Lingjin City! It's a shame the registration fee went up again. Ordinary people can't afford it!"

"Haven't you heard? The Association President has reached the thirteenth-rank of Thousand-Faced Yama! Not only that, he's been granted the title of prince! As long as you get into the Martial Association, your social status will soar!"

"I'm already prepared to sell my house. I have to get my son in, no matter what!"

"My only fear is that someone won't allow this branch to exist!"

"Pfft! Jokes aside, if the Martial Association really wants to set up a branch in Lingjin City, no one can actually stop them! A thirteenth-rank Thousand-Faced Yama isn't just a title for show, you know."

"..."

The onlooking crowd was abuzz with discussion.

Most were there for the show, eager to see if anyone would really dare to challenge the Martial Association. The rest were there to gather information, ready to sell everything they owned to get their children in.

On the first floor of the Hongxing Building, the left side of the lobby had been converted into a banquet hall. Amidst the soothing music, the upper-class elites of Lingjin City mingled and clinked glasses, attended by numerous Martial Association disciples. The atmosphere was harmonious, the conversation lively.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the lobby, Zeng Renwang, dressed in a plain white robe with a longsword on his back, was discussing the details of the unveiling ceremony with an old man.

This elder was Zhong Li'an, the man in charge of the mission sent by the Martial Association to seize the medicinal formula and establish the Lingjin City branch. As a Six-Bags Elder, his strength was at the eighth-rank. Within the Martial Association, he was primarily responsible for coordinating the affairs of the various branches.

Qi Zhentian and Qi Feng stood quietly to one side.

"I called Chen Yang yesterday. He should be here today," Zeng Renwang finally said.

Zhong Li'an waved his hand dismissively. "He's just a nobody. Who cares if he comes or not? In any case, once the unveiling ceremony is over, he's a dead man!"

"You're right, Elder. I just hope I get to be the one to end that little runt's life. After all, he killed my junior brother!" A small, cold smile touched Zeng Renwang's lips, his indifferent expression giving off a chilling aura.

"Don't worry, I won't fight you for him. He's just a small fry. I wouldn't deign to act against him myself," Zhong Li'an scoffed. He then turned to a nearby disciple and asked, "What's the public reaction to the tuition fee increase?"

"Combined with the publicity about the Association President reaching the thirteenth-rank of Thousand-Faced Yama and being granted the title of prince, the effect has been excellent! Some people are even selling their houses to enroll their children in our Martial Association!" the disciple reported truthfully.

"Excellent!" Zhong Li'an grinned from ear to ear. "Starting today, the Martial Association has another gold-swallowing beast!"

At that moment, Chen Yang arrived outside the main hall and was stopped by two Martial Association disciples. One of them said coldly, "If you're here for the banquet, please proceed to the hall on the left."

"Oh?" Chen Yang tilted his head and said earnestly, "But I'm not here for a banquet. I'm here to settle a score. In that case, where should I go?"

The two disciples were speechless.

Stunned for a moment, they instinctively glanced at each other, seeing a mixture of shock and anger in the other's eyes.

"Kid, are you trying to make trouble on Martial Association turf?" one of the disciples growled, taking a step forward.

Chen Yang shook his head. "I don't make trouble."

The disciple's anger flared. Since when did anyone dare to act so brazenly on Martial Association territory? However, he was only halfway through his sentence when he saw a foot flying straight at his face.

Then, it felt as if he'd been hit by a large truck. His body was launched backward, soaring through the air before crashing hard against the doors behind him.

BANG!

The doors shattered with a ground-shaking impact.

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