Purple Imperial Villas.

This was a large villa complex built by the Chens, covering a vast area that far exceeded the imagination of ordinary people. Centered around the main villa and radiating outward, there were a total of forty-nine villas. The entire estate also boasted a huge garden, artificial hills, and a man-made lake, creating an incredibly picturesque scenery that spanned tens of thousands of square meters.

All of these were properties of the Chens and also their residence. In Tianhai, where land was as precious as gold, owning such a vast estate was simply inconceivable to the average person. But for the Chens, this might only represent one percent of their family's total assets. As a powerful family entrenched in Tianhai for hundreds of years, their accumulated heritage was immense. This was the foundation of the Chens' confidence.

Inside the central villa, lights shone brightly. More than a dozen core senior members of the Chens were gathered, their expressions incredibly solemn.

Chen Xigui sat in the center. Beside him was a sickbed upon which lay an elderly man with white hair—Chen Ximing, the true Family Head of the Chens. However, he was currently suffering from a serious illness and could only lie in bed, having handed over almost all affairs to Chen Xigui.

Next to the sickbed also sat a monk in a yellow robe. He had a benevolent, aged face and appeared to be in his seventies or eighties. He was currently examining Chen Ximing's condition.

The others, including Chen Youfang and other juniors or members of collateral branches, all sat to one side, watching Chen Xigui with grave expressions.

A moment later.

The old monk brought his palms together, concluding his examination of Chen Ximing. "Amitabha," he said. "Layman Ximing is not in grave danger for the time being. You may all begin your discussion."

"COUGH! COUGH!" Lying on the sickbed, Chen Ximing coughed twice, then managed to sit up. He looked towards Chen Xigui and asked in a grave voice, "Xigui, you just said you offended the Qins? That that young man from the Qins wants to come to our Chen family estate and seize the assets we've accumulated over hundreds of years?"

"Elder Brother, it wasn't I who offended him," Chen Xigui shook his head, his face filled with indignation. "It's that Qin Heng who has gone too far: first he injured Yue Feng's men, then he forcibly seized a club worth three hundred million! I graciously invited him to a banquet to apologize, showing him ample respect, yet he mercilessly trampled on my goodwill. He even severely injured Liu Feng, a disciple of Hong Tianshu, the Nanyang Divine Dragon! How could I possibly have offended such a lawless tyrant?!"

"So arrogant!?" Chen Ximing's face instantly turned ashen, a murderous glint flickering in his eyes. He seethed, "How outrageous! Our Chen family has dominated Tianhai for hundreds of years. Back then, not even the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, nor the Westerners or the Japanese, dared to trouble us! The Qins? A family that's risen in less than a decade! Even if they're at their peak now, they'll be nothing but smoke in a hundred years. Yet some whelp from their family dares to be so arrogant! Despicable! Utterly despicable!!"

"Yes! That Qin Heng is far too arrogant!!" Chen Youfang seized the chance to interject, exclaiming, "He acts so high and mighty because he has the Daqin Group backing him and is a Hidden Force Martial Artist himself. He's completely lawless! He said that if the Chens don't agree to his demands tonight, he'll... he'll... Ugh! The sheer audacity!"

"He'll do what?" Chen Ximing took a deep breath, his eyes, like burning embers, fixed on Chen Youfang as he demanded, "Don't you dare hold back! Spit it out! Tell everyone here!"

This Chen Family Head, renowned in his youth for his ruthless methods and volatile temper, handled matters with a ferocity far exceeding that of the current Chen Xigui. Even now, gravely ill and bedridden, whenever his spirits rallied even slightly, that innate fierceness remained undiminished.

"Let me say it," Chen Xigui interjected. He glanced at those present, his gaze sweeping over the yellow-robed old monk before finally settling on Chen Ximing. He said solemnly, "Qin Heng said that if we don't agree to his demands, he will... annihilate our Chen family... down to the last person!"

BANG!

The bedridden Chen Ximing slammed his hand on the bed and shot upright. Eyes wide with fury, hair practically standing on end, he gritted his teeth and roared, "Audacious! That insolent brat! Such impudence! He's courting death! Xigui, kill him!"

"Elder Brother, Qin Heng has already offended the Nanyang Divine Dragon and is certainly doomed. He's most likely acting so recklessly now because he knows he's done for—a cornered beast lashing out," Chen Xigui mused for a moment before saying, "We can't kill him. The Daqin Group is at its zenith and could easily crush our Chen family. But they are powerless against the Nanyang Divine Dragon. We just need to capture Qin Heng and place him under house arrest to prevent his escape. When Hong Tianshu arrives, we'll hand him over. That way, Qin Heng is sure to die. Although I once saved Hong Tianshu, he clearly doesn't want to get too involved with our Chens, only sending a disciple this time. This incident is an opportunity to strengthen our ties with Hong Tianshu."

A Martial Arts Grandmaster, particularly one who was a top leader of the Nanyang overseas Chinese, capable of single-handedly overpowering a nation and standing as an equal to the leaders of countries like the Philippines and Singapore! The influence wielded by Hong Tianshu, the Nanyang Divine Dragon, was immense!

If the Chens could further strengthen their ties with Hong Tianshu, even persuade him to align with their family, the Chen family would undoubtedly soar to new heights. Then, the Daqin Group would no longer be a threat!

"Excellent! That's the plan!" Chen Ximing took a deep breath, struggling to compose himself. The old monk behind him pressed a few points on his back, helping him stabilize his condition. "That brat is coming to the Chen estate tonight, isn't he? Notify all bodyguards. Set up ambushes at the entrance, in the garden, by the artificial hills, near the lake, and throughout the villa grounds. The moment he arrives, everyone attack together! Subdue him and capture him!"

"That brat is a Hidden Force expert and extremely strong. Our bodyguards, even a hundred of them, likely won't be enough to stop him." Chen Xigui hesitated for a moment, then turned to the yellow-robed old monk and bowed respectfully. "We humbly request Master Tianfang to take action and apprehend this young miscreant."

"Indeed, indeed! Master Tianfang, you are a Half-step Grandmaster; your strength far exceeds that of ordinary Hidden Force practitioners. If you intervene, capturing that brat will be effortless!" Chen Ximing's eyes lit up as he looked at the yellow-robed monk, adding, "Remember, I spared no effort in building the temple and casting the Buddha statues for you. I even sheltered you during those special times. Now that my Chen family faces a crisis, Tianfang, you cannot simply stand by and watch us perish!"

"Amitabha." Monk Tianfang pressed his palms together, a look of compassion on his face. He nodded slightly and said calmly, "From what you have all described, it appears Benefactor Qin Heng has strayed onto the Demon Way. I shall follow the example of the Buddha's wrathful Vajra guardians and subdue this evil!"

"Thank you, Master!" Chen Ximing and Chen Xigui were overjoyed. With this Half-step Grandmaster intervening, victory tonight was assured!

VROOOM! VROOOM!

Just at this moment, the roar of a car engine sounded. At the entrance to the Purple Imperial Villas estate, a red BMW pulled up. Qin Heng and Chen Qingzhu stepped out.

Qin Heng glanced at the sky. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and he suddenly chuckled.

Chen Qingzhu, feeling uneasy, instinctively asked, "President Qin, what's wrong?"

"Nothing," Qin Heng shook his head, his gaze fixed on the Chen family villas ahead. He said calmly, "Just observing that a dark and windy night... is a fitting night for some killing."

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