Over the next few days, Qin Yuanfeng quietly stayed by the hospital bedside of Su Wanwan and their daughter, Su Beibei. He did not reveal his true identity, telling Su Wanwan only that he had spent seven years serving as a soldier overseas, that Gui Yi was his comrade-in-arms, and that they had now been discharged and returned to Nanjiang City to spend the rest of their lives properly taking care of her and their daughter. During these days, the Ghost Guards also successively infiltrated Nanjiang City, secretly lurking near the hospital to protect Su Wanwan and her daughter from the shadows. In the meantime, the Fu family sent people attempting to seize Su Wanwan's maternal grandparents and seized the opportunity to kidnap Su Beibei at the hospital, all of which were secretly intercepted and eliminated by the covertly guarding Ghost Guards. In the blink of an eye, the day arrived that Qin Yuanfeng had set to move against the Fu family. Today, numerous families in Nanjiang City were closely monitoring the Fu family's movements, but the city lord had personally issued an order that no family was to get involved in the Fu family's affairs, so no one dared to head over to the Fu family to find out what was happening. However, every family in Nanjiang City regarded Qin Yuanfeng's declaration to annihilate the Fu family as a joke; after all, for someone who had suddenly popped up from nowhere to openly provoke the Fu family—the number one family in Nanjiang City—was seen by many as nothing short of an egg striking a rock, courting their own destruction.
By evening, the sky over Nanjiang City suddenly poured with torrential rain. After coaxing Beibei to sleep, Qin Yuanfeng said to Su Wanwan, "I have something to take care of outside," and walked out of the hospital. Once outside, Qin Yuanfeng got into a jeep parked by the roadside. Seeing him board, Gui Yi started the engine and drove toward the Fu family estate, while a dozen or so vehicles slowly followed behind the jeep.
Inside the Fu family courtyard, the lights blazed, and the atmosphere was tense to the extreme. Fu Hongyuan and Fu Hongyu sat in the main seats of the hall with grave expressions. Beside them, the Fu Family Ancestor, the First Grand Elder, and the Second Grand Elder sat with their eyes closed in meditation, yet the formidable auras radiating from their bodies made people afraid to look directly at them. Fu Beiting and Fu Beichen stood to the side; Fu Beichen, dressed in military uniform and holding a walkie-talkie, issued instructions from time to time to ensure the troops and bodyguards were fully prepared for battle.
"Father, will this fellow surnamed Qin really dare to come?" Fu Beiting asked, a hint of excitement and anticipation in his voice.
Fu Hongyuan let out a cold snort. "If he doesn't show up, he's nothing more than a coward, but if he comes, he's simply walking right into a trap. How could our Fu family be something he can easily shake?"
Meanwhile, the jeep carrying Qin Yuanfeng had quietly approached the Fu family gates. Through the curtain of rain, fifty Ghost Guards dressed in black and wearing ghost masks dispersed like phantoms, silently surrounding the Fu family estate. Qin Yuanfeng pushed open the car door, the rainwater instantly soaking his lapels, but he paid it no mind. He merely cast a cold glance at the Fu family courtyard before him and strode forward.
"Gui Yi, clear out everyone on the perimeter. Make sure no one escapes," Qin Yuanfeng's low voice sounded exceptionally clear in the rainy night.
Gui Yi nodded in acknowledgment, then led the remaining Ghost Guards to quickly disperse, tightly sealing off the Fu family compound. Qin Yuanfeng walked alone through the Fu family gates, his figure appearing both solitary and resolute amidst the driving rain.
The rain grew heavier, as if even the heavens and earth were moved by the scene. Treading through the puddles, Qin Yuanfeng walked step by step toward the Fu family hall, every step looking steady and powerful.
Inside the Fu family hall, Fu Hongyuan and Fu Hongyu exchanged glances, both seeing shock and solemnity in each other's eyes. They never expected that this seemingly ordinary man would actually dare to single-handedly barge into the Fu family. Fu Beiting was even more dumbfounded; he had originally thought this was merely a momentary fit of anger from Qin Yuanfeng, never imagining the fellow would actually dare to come and throw his life away.
"You—you actually dare to come!" shouted Fu Beiting, his fists clenched tightly, though he did not dare to step forward rashly.
Qin Yuanfeng halted his steps, his gaze burning like a torch as he swept his eyes across the people in the hall, finally resting them on Fu Hongyuan. "Family Head Fu, I, Qin, have come here today solely to fulfill my promise. Your Fu family bullied my wife and daughter, and I will make you pay with blood!"
"Hmph, arrogant fool!" Fu Hongyuan let out a cold laugh and stood up, an aura of superiority erupting from within him. "Our Fu family has stood firm in Nanjiang City for decades—is that something a nameless nobody like you can easily shake? Today, I'll let you witness the true strength of the Fu family!"
Qin Yuanfeng glanced around the people in the hall and said, "Your Fu family members should all be gathered here by now! I'll give you one chance: whatever remaining trump cards you have, use them all. Contact whoever you need right now—I'll give you five minutes to make your calls. After five minutes, you won't have another chance to call for help!"
At this moment, the Fu Family Ancestor slowly stood up, looking down at Qin Yuanfeng from above. "Boy, this old man has heard you possess some skill, having reached the Martial Disciple Realm at such a young age. Although you caused a scene at our Fu family wedding and crippled one of our grand elders, out of consideration for your talent, as long as you are willing to submit to our Fu family, this old man can promise on behalf of the family to let bygones be bygones. What do you say?"
Hearing the Ancestor's words, Fu Beiting hurriedly blurted out, "Grandfather, absolutely not!"
Before he could finish, he was cut off by the Ancestor. "Silence! Did I give you permission to speak? Does my word no longer carry weight in the Fu family?"
Fu Beiting did not dare to say another word, sitting back down in his seat with lingering resentment and frustration.
Qin Yuanfeng glanced at his wristwatch and said indifferently, "I said it before: today the Fu family will surely be destroyed, and you have four minutes left!"
"Since you are ungrateful and so stubbornly persistent, let this old man see what abilities you have to speak so boldly before the Fu family!" The Ancestor let out a cold snort, his figure moving like a phantom as he lunged toward Qin Yuanfeng. Internal energy surged around him, forming visible, tangible waves of force—evidently pushing his Martial Disciple Realm strength to the absolute limit.
Qin Yuanfeng's expression remained unchanged. With a slight shift of his body, he easily evaded the Ancestor's attack. A cold sneer curled the corner of his lips as internal energy surged within him, likewise forming a powerful aura that met the Ancestor blow for blow. "Fu Family Ancestor, you are getting on in years; you'd better step down early to avoid ruining your reputation in your twilight years."
Hearing this, the Ancestor flew into a rage, his attacks turning even more ferocious. Yet Qin Yuanfeng moved like a swimming dragon playing in the water, effortlessly countering every single move and stance of the Ancestor. His footwork was bizarre and unfathomable, and his internal energy was incomparably profound, gradually making the Ancestor feel out of his depth.
"Brother Zhang, this enemy is a bit tricky. It will be hard for me alone to take him down quickly. I must ask Brother Zhang to assist me in subduing this fellow swiftly, lest any unexpected changes arise!" The Ancestor called out to the Fu family's First Grand Elder, who had been sitting quietly without moving.
The First Grand Elder nodded. A tangible surge of Internal Energy erupted from within his body, and with a flash of movement, he joined the battle. The two of them, front and back, launched a pincer attack against Qin Yuanfeng, attempting to drive him into a desperate situation. The addition of the First Grand Elder filled the Fu family members inside the hall with extreme excitement; under the joint assault of two Martial Disciple Realm powerhouses, they believed that even someone like Qin Yuanfeng was bound to die.
However, a calm smile consistently hung on Qin Yuanfeng's face. To him, this fight did not even count as a warm-up. The internal energy surging through his body rolled on endlessly like a rushing river. With a flash, he easily dodged their pincer attack, then shifted from defense to offense, condensing his internal energy into a palm strike that blasted toward the two of them.
"Bang!" With a deafening crash, the Ancestor and Zhang Ming were knocked back repeatedly, their faces turning pale. They never imagined that Qin Yuanfeng's strength would be so terrifying, capable of holding his own against the two of them using sheer individual power alone.
"This—how is this possible?" Staggering back from the palm strike, the Ancestor stared in utter astonishment, unable to accept that this seemingly ordinary young man possessed such horrifying might.
"Brother Fu, this person is at the very least a peak Martial Disciple Realm powerhouse. With just the two of us at the intermediate Martial Disciple level, it will be very difficult to defeat him. What should we do next?" asked the First Grand Elder, who had also been repelled. A hint of tremor laced his voice, and his hands throbbed with dull pain from the impact of that last palm strike.
The Ancestor did not answer. Instead, he fixed a fierce stare on Qin Yuanfeng and sternly declared, "Boy, this old man certainly underestimated you. I never expected someone so young to possess strength superior to my own. Tell me, which family do you belong to?"
Qin Yuanfeng sneered. "Put away those little schemes of yours. I might as well tell you: there is no so-called family behind me, and you don't need to harbor any misgivings. Use whatever tricks you've got—I am simply Su Wanwan's man and Su Beibei's father!"
Hearing this, the Ancestor's misgivings dissipated by more than half, and he spoke again, "Kid, this old man will give you one last chance. If you leave right now, our Fu family can let bygones be bygones; otherwise, it will be a fight to the death between us."
Qin Yuanfeng replied with disdain, "I said it before: today, the Fu family will be annihilated!"
"Fine, you forced this on the Fu family! Second Grand Elder, lead all the Fu family's Internal Realm martial artists to attack together! Beichen, notify the army and bodyguards lying in ambush outside to move in! This fellow cannot be allowed to live. Today, our Fu family will exhaust him to death if we have to. If he escapes today, our Fu family will face a catastrophe!"
The Second Grand Elder quickly led the remaining dozens of the Fu family's Internal Realm and External Realm martial artists to surround Qin Yuanfeng.
Meanwhile, upon receiving the Ancestor's order, Fu Beichen, dressed in his military uniform, picked up the walkie-talkie in his hand and issued his command. But after waiting for a long time, there was no response whatsoever from the device. Unwilling to give up, Fu Beichen shouted into the walkie-talkie again—only for fifty figures clad in black, wearing ghost masks and wielding long sabers, to walk in from outside. Fresh drops of blood still stained their blades, dripping onto the ground.