Chapter 45: Su Xuefeng, do you regret it?

At the same time, Su Zhenglong, standing in front of Su Xuefeng, flashed a cold light in his eyes.

He immediately followed up with a counter-question: "Father, many guests at this banquet are watching you. Are you not afraid of being ridiculed by the world? Are you not afraid of losing face throughout all of Yunye City?"

At this moment, one could imagine the shock Su Zhenglong felt toward Sikong Jing.

But he was equally aware that Su Xuefeng’s words were merely sugar-coated. "A single battle to decide life and death"?

That applied only to Sikong Jing and his own family.

If Su Shan were to fall, he certainly wouldn't die; Su Xuefeng, Su Zhengtao, and the entire Su family would undoubtedly protect him at all costs.

In the Su family, there was no such thing as fairness for his family!

Su Xuefeng's expression turned extremely unsightly. He had never dreamed that Sikong Jing would be this strong, nor that Su Shan would lose.

"Is there anything more humiliating to me than your family?"

He certainly could not allow Su Shan to be killed. He immediately barked heavily at Sikong Jing, "Put your blade away immediately and hand over your 'Wild Blade Rampage' technique to me. Perhaps I will not hold today's matter against you."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire crowd began to curse Su Xuefeng's shamelessness, noting how he sought to forcibly seize another's combat technique even after losing.

However, Sikong Jing laughed. "Su Xuefeng, do you know what martial technique is engraved within the green jade slab I gave to Lu Zhao?"

Sikong Jing's voice drifted softly toward the surroundings.

For some reason, Su Xuefeng felt a surge of panic, an indescribable sense of dread.

The sounds of ridicule ceased throughout the hall. Instead, many people watched Sikong Jing with anticipation; the "Wild Blade Rampage" technique had already provided them with an unparalleled sense of shock.

What could the martial technique in the second green jade slab be?

The guests were filled with expectation.

"The combat techniques within the Great Shang Army are both bold and deceptive. The second set is the 'Three Piercing Rocks Swords' of the Assassination Camp."

Sikong Jing's voice rang out again, and then he moved.

The heavy blade in his hand suddenly hit the ground with a clatter. His figure appeared eerily in front of Su Zhengtao, and at some unknown moment, he was holding a thin chopstick in his hand.

Su Zhengtao froze, then roared lowly, "Criminal, die!"

He struck with a downward slash, but he struck empty air.

Sikong Jing's voice actually sounded from behind him: "The Three Piercing Rocks Swords are assassination techniques—eerie and unpredictable. With your Eighth Realm of the Dark Realm, you cannot see it clearly."

As the voice fell, Su Zhengtao spun around abruptly, his tiger-like eyes widening in shock. "You beast, stop!"

He saw that Sikong Jing's chopstick was already pressed against the center of Su Shan's brow. With just one more thrust, Su Shan would have no way to live.

Therefore, Su Zhengtao only dared to roar, not to move recklessly.

The entire audience watched this scene with mouths agape, looking at one another in disbelief.

This was the martial technique within the second green jade slab, the Three Piercing Rocks Swords, yet no one had been able to see his movements just now.

But how could an assassination technique be so easily perceived?

Not only had Su Shan lost, but he had been utterly defeated in a duel between juniors, lacking even the strength to resist. Even Su Zhengtao's intervention could not stop this criminal's killing move. It was terrifying.

"Su Zhenglong, get out of the way!"

Over there, Su Xuefeng's true qi surged chaotically as he attempted to break through Su Zhenglong's defense, while simultaneously roaring, "Criminal, if you dare kill Xiao Shan, I will personally mince your entire family into a thousand pieces!"

Su Zhenglong gritted his teeth hard. He actually did not want Sikong Jing to kill Su Shan.

But he also could not let Su Xuefeng pass, otherwise, Sikong Jing would surely die.

*Pfft...*

In the next instant, a cold smile curled at the corner of Sikong Jing's mouth. The chopstick in his hand flashed violently, driving straight into the center of Su Shan's brow. With a sickening sound, blood splattered!

Su Shan's eyes bulged; he died before he could even utter a word.

He had returned with such arrogance, believing himself to be a greater genius than Su Zhenglong, yet in the blink of an eye, he died at Sikong Jing's hands.

*Thud!*

Falling heavily to the ground, Su Shan stared at the ceiling of the hall with wide eyes; he died with his eyes open.

The entire hall fell silent once more—a terrifying, deathly silence.

In the distance, Su Yuexi covered her mouth, her eyes still fixed on her seemingly ruthless and tyrannical husband.

Mei Xiaofang trembled violently. She stood agape, completely stunned; she never imagined Sikong Jing would actually dare to kill Su Shan.

Su Zhenglong's gaze froze. Not only did he not want Sikong Jing to kill Su Shan, but he had actually believed Sikong Jing wouldn't do it, as it would completely infuriate Su Xuefeng.

It would also mean there was no longer any possibility of reconciliation between his family and Su Xuefeng.

However, Sikong Jing had once again defied his expectations, killing him directly without showing the slightest mercy.

Everyone was stunned. Su Shan, who had just been hailed as the successor to Su Zhenglong capable of dominating Yunye City, was dead—truly dead!

"Xiao Shan!"

Su Zhengtao snapped out of it, letting out a frantic roar as he lunged toward Su Shan.

Simultaneously, Su Xuefeng's hair and beard bristled as he shoved the dazed Su Zhenglong aside and rushed forward as well.

By this time, Sikong Jing had inconspicuously returned to Su Yuexi's side.

Having regained his senses, Su Zhenglong abruptly stepped in front of the three of them, staring intensely at the screaming, roaring Su Xuefeng and Su Zhengtao.

Su Zhenglong's heart hammered against his ribs. This was truly going to turn into a blood feud between father and son, a fight to the death.

"Criminal, I will kill you!"

After confirming that Su Shan was completely dead, Su Zhengtao stood up like a madman, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at Sikong Jing.

Su Xuefeng held Su Shan's corpse in his arms, his entire body trembling as he suddenly bellowed, "Guards! Someone, come quickly!"

*Clatter...*

All the elites of the Su family rushed out, surrounding Su Zhenglong, Sikong Jing, and the other two.

Su Zhenglong's heart trembled. He closed his eyes and said, "A-Jing, take Yuexi and your mother-in-law and flee. I will hold them off here."

Upon hearing this, Su Yuexi shook violently. "Father."

If her father stayed behind, he certainly wouldn't survive; he was trying to leave a path of survival for her and Brother Jing.

At the same time, Mei Xiaofang's voice rose with a sob, "Husband, I want to stay and be with you."

Su Zhenglong gazed at his wife, who had remained by his side for ten years—a woman who was tough in speech but soft at heart—and finally nodded.

If they were to die, they would die together.

"Father-in-law, Mother-in-law, none of us will die."

Sikong Jing's voice rang out, steady and powerful. Since he dared to kill Su Shan, he naturally had the confidence to protect his family.

Su Zhenglong and his wife instinctively looked toward him. In a situation like this, how could it be resolved?

In truth, Sikong Jing had many ways to break the deadlock.

For instance, he could ask the surrounding guests if they wanted the two sets of martial techniques he had just demonstrated.

Or, he could take down Su Zhengtao and use his life to threaten Su Xuefeng; the Three Piercing Rocks Swords were more than enough to turn Su Zhengtao into a hostage.

Thus, Sikong Jing walked forward calmly and asked indifferently, "Su Xuefeng, do you regret it?"

"If you had felt even a shred of compassion when you saw Grandma Yuexi, Su Shan would not be dead."

Just as Sikong Jing said, the moment Su Xuefeng destroyed Grandma Yuexi's statue was the moment he had effectively killed Su Shan with his own hands.

At that moment, Sikong Jing knew clearly that Su Xuefeng was beyond saving.

Even if he spared Su Shan's life, this old man would never feel a moment of gratitude; there would only be endless trouble to come.

(End of Chapter)