Qin Wuyang was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Qin Ze's martial cultivation is too weak to support the Qin Family, so the family collectively discussed and stripped him of his position."
Mo Tianwen nodded. "Since his martial cultivation is too weak, how did he kill all those people on the ground?"
"This..."
Qin Wuyang was suddenly left speechless.
Qin Ze had been stripped of his position because his strength was too weak, but now that he was able to kill so many people, it proved his strength was formidable.
Since his strength was formidable, what reason did the Qin Family have to strip him of his position?
Qin Wuyang's answer formed a dead loop.
Gritting his teeth, Qin Wuyang said, "No matter what, this Qin Ze has killed so many people, and he absolutely deserves to die."
"Since the City Lord has honored me, Qin Wuyang, by coming to our Qin Family's clan assembly today, please grant me one last favor and let me handle our internal affairs."
He cupped his fists, bowed, and wore a pleading expression.
Mo Tianwen's gaze was cold, and a sneer escaped the corner of his mouth.
"You think I came to the Qin Family to give you face?"
Qin Wuyang looked puzzled and replied, "Isn't that so? The Qin Family has been under my control for all these years. When you came to attend our clan assembly, wasn't it to give me face?"
Mo Tianwen sneered, "What kind of thing are you, Qin Wuyang? What face could you possibly have in front of me?"
Hearing this, Qin Wuyang turned pale.
If Mo Tianwen wasn't here for him, could it be...
A faint sense of foreboding rose in his heart.
The crowd was also curious, their gazes fixed on Mo Tianwen.
Yet they saw him bypass Qin Wuyang and walk straight toward Qin Ze.
Arriving in front of Qin Ze, Mo Tianwen bowed slightly and cupped his fists, saying, "Young Friend Qin, trust you have been well since we last met. Hearing that your family's clan assembly was taking place today, I came specially to pay a visit."
At these words, an uproar instantly erupted among the crowd.
Mo Tianwen had actually come to the Qin Family for Qin Ze's sake.
Qin Ze was merely a discarded young master of the Qin Family—what kind of standing did he have to be able to invite City Lord Mo Tianwen?
Qin Ze also cupped his fists in return. "Greetings, City Lord."
Although in private Qin Ze didn't think much of Mo Tianwen, surface courtesy still had to be maintained.
Mo Tianwen smiled rather awkwardly and said, "I assumed Young Friend wouldn't return for the Qin Family's clan assembly, so I hadn't planned on coming. Later, upon hearing that Young Friend had already returned, I rushed over in a flurry. Please forgive me for arriving late."
The crowd gasped. These words cemented the fact that Mo Tianwen had come specifically for Qin Ze.
Waves of discussion broke out one after another.
Qin Wuyang stood to the side, being discussed like a fool.
His fists were tightly clenched, and a strong sense of humiliation had brought him to the verge of eruption.
Yet with the City Lord present, he dared not act rashly.
Qin Ze waved his hand at Mo Tianwen. "If the City Lord has matters to discuss, please wait a moment. I still need to resolve internal Qin Family affairs first. Once that's settled, I will entertain the City Lord."
Mo Tianwen caught the implication in Qin Ze's words and cast a cold glare at Qin Wuyang.
"Rest assured, Young Friend Qin, you are now a friend of Mo Tianwen. Whoever dares to lay a hand on you is making an enemy of the City Lord's Mansion."
"The guards of my City Lord's Mansion will never stand idly by and watch someone bully you."
Behind Mo Tianwen, several handsome and upright guards cast sharp, murderous gazes.
Qin Ze, however, waved his hand and said, "City Lord, don't you know me yet? I'm the only one who bullies others; who could possibly bully me?"
"Today is not a matter of Qin Wuyang wanting to kill me, but of me wanting to kill Qin Wuyang."
"So the City Lord needn't worry about our internal Qin Family affairs. If I kill him, it's just me cleaning up our house; if my strength is lacking and I am killed, there's no need to avenge me."
With that, he flicked his sword, a crimson sword glow flashing with scorching heat in the night.
"Qin Wuyang, come over and meet your death!" Qin Ze shouted angrily.
Mo Tianwen was startled and shot Qin Wuyang a few warning glances.
After all, he knew Qin Wuyang's strength—at the Ninth Level of Heaven Spirit Realm, he was not someone to be trifled with.
Qin Ze's gaze was resolute as he stared fixedly at Qin Wuyang.
All these years.
This ledger must be settled today.
Looking at Qin Wuyang, he said loudly, "Everything today is a family matter of the Qin Family and has nothing to do with anyone else."
"I'll say it again: no matter which of us dies, it remains an internal affair of the Qin Family."
With that, he whirled his long sword and shouted, "Qin Wuyang, die!"
His figure flickered as Qin Ze's sword strike pointed straight at Qin Wuyang.
Thinking that Qin Ze was delivering himself right to his doorstep, Qin Wuyang unleashed his Fierce Tiger Claws and lunged forward desperately.
Qin Wuyang's Fierce Tiger Claws possessed formidable might, every slash carrying a howling sound.
His hands continuously crossed, his martial technique executed like the wind, moving with a speed too fast to catch.
His figure continuously closed in on Qin Wuyang, and in the blink of an eye, his claws were tearing toward Qin Ze's head.
The crowd held their breath, watching the moment those claws made contact with Qin Ze.
Almost instantly, Qin Ze's figure moved sharply.
A crimson long sword suddenly thrust out from his right hand.
The speed was so fast that it caused the air to crack with an explosion.
Fast!
Accurate!
Ruthless!
The tip of the sword pierced straight through Qin Wuyang's two claws, stabbing precisely toward Qin Wuyang's throat.
Qin Wuyang was shocked.
He had expected that even if Qin Ze blocked his Fierce Tiger Claws, it would at least put him at a disadvantage.
He never imagined Qin Ze's swordsmanship would be so exquisite, placing him in an agonizingly difficult spot.
If he pressed forward by even an inch, certain death awaited him.
Yet retreating now meant forfeiting all initiative, instantly reducing him to a passive position against an opponent of comparable cultivation.
With no other choice, Qin Wuyang could only retreat.
Yet no sooner had he taken a single step back than he found the forward speed of that sword tip even faster than his own retreat.
Terrified, he hurriedly stepped back another two paces.
The sword tip stabbed directly into his throat, drawing a streak of fresh blood.
Feeling a stinging pain in his throat, Qin Wuyang was scared out of his wits.
He retreated a few steps, steadied himself, and touched his neck—his hand came away covered in blood.
Fortunately, he had retreated just a fraction more, preventing the sword tip from piercing his throat and merely puncturing the skin.
Had he been even slightly slower, he would already be a corpse.
A single move!
Every person Qin Ze had killed earlier had died in a single move.
Yet facing someone at the Ninth Level of Heaven Spirit Realm, it was still a single move.
Cold sweat drenched Qin Wuyang's back. What on earth was Qin Ze's background that he could be this powerful?
With a sinister gaze, he sized up Qin Wuyang—no, Qin Ze.
The fact that Qin Ze's strength now surpassed his own was undeniable. If he wanted Qin Ze dead, he could only rely on others.
"Is there anyone else in the Qin Family who wants to kill Qin Ze? Attack together with me," Qin Wuyang suddenly shouted loudly.
As a Ninth Level of Heaven Spirit Realm martial cultivator, he actually needed help to kill Qin Ze.
Pity that his trusted aides had long since died at Qin Ze's hands.
Many of the Qin Family members present now also despised Qin Wuyang, but had simply lacked the courage to speak up.
Now that Qin Ze had won, it was even less likely they would help Qin Wuyang deal with Qin Ze.
Seeing no one step forward, Qin Wuyang clenched his teeth hard.
Things had reached this point today—this Qin Ze simply had to die.
Hurriedly turning around, Qin Wuyang shouted to the crowd at large.
"As the Great Elder of the Qin Family, I ask for your help! Will all the family heads join forces to help me destroy this little beast?"
With that, he bolted in the direction of the various clan powerhouses within the city.