Meanwhile, the Chen Family, one of the Seven Top Families of Jiangnan, learned about the incident in Jiangzhou.

The entire Jiangnan Chen Family was infuriated to find out that Eagle, one of their five great elders, had been brutally killed.

Standing tall in Jiangnan for over a hundred years, the Chen family had never been so brazenly defied.

Now, with the death of an elder, how could they not be enraged?

"This man must die!!"

The Jiangnan Chen Family Patriarch, Chen Tianqing, issued an assassination order against Chu Feng.

Meanwhile, outside the villa in Bauhinia Garden, Luo Ling'er's abode, Chu Feng's figure appeared.

A shadow suddenly emerged, half-kneeling in front of Chu Feng, and respectfully addressing him: "Master!"

"Considering you call me 'Master', I'll give you a chance to join Demon Prison and become a Demon General!"

Chu Feng told Falcon.

Falcon's face showed intense excitement as he quickly responded, "Thank you, master!"

"Eternity for Demon Prison, immortality for the Demon Lord!"

Falcon pronounced the belief and slogan held dear by everyone in Demon Prison with fervent eyes.

"Alright, from now on, you're responsible for protecting the safety of this villa and the people inside!"

Chu Feng said.

"Yes, Master!"

Falcon respectfully nodded.

After that, Chu Feng walked into the villa.

"You've finally come back. Did you go on a date with Lin Shiyu? Must have been fun!"

As soon as he entered the villa, Luo Ling'er looked at Chu Feng with a pout.

"Ling'er, why do I detect a hint of vinegar?"

Tang Mengmeng sat on the couch, pouting.

"Vinegar my foot!"

Luo Ling'er glared at Tang Mengmeng irritably and threw a sofa cushion at her.

At that moment, Zhao Yourong came out of a room, her gaze sharp as she stared at Chu Feng.

"Beautiful, why are you looking at me with those eyes?"

Chu Feng asked Zhao Yourong with a slight smile.

"You've got some nerve, daring to crash Young Master Chen's wedding and publicly humiliate the Chen family like that."

"Not to mention causing the death of an elder from the Jiangnan Chen Family. Are you trying to ascend to heaven?"

Zhao Yourong glared at Chu Feng and snorted coldly.

"Even if I ascended to heaven, I'd take you with me. No, wait, you're too fierce; you can't ascend!"

Chu Feng teased Zhao Yourong with a jest.

"You..."

Zhao Yourong was so angered that her bosom shook violently.

"Aren't you afraid of death? Not to mention whether the Jiangnan Chen Family will let you off, the Jiangzhou Chen Family won't let you get away with this either."

"You might be strong, but in this world, strength alone doesn't let you disregard everything!"

Zhao Yourong looked at Chu Feng and admonished loudly.

"Are you concerned about me?"

Chu Feng stepped closer, looking into Zhao Yourong's eyes.

Zhao Yourong's expression changed, and she spat out, "I just don't want you to involve Ling'er and the others!"

"As a Martial Artist, you should understand that when one's strength truly reaches a certain level, indeed, one can disregard everything!"

Chu Feng said mildly, then turned and entered the room.

Zhao Yourong felt a shiver within her, pondering the meaning behind Chu Feng's words.

The next day, at Jiangzhou University.

Chu Feng strolled leisurely about.

"Slap!!"

"Slut!!"

Just then, a sharp sound of a slap ripped through the air.

A shrill curse followed, and Chu Feng looked in that direction.

He saw a crowd gathered not far away and walked over.

In the center of this crowd stood three figures, two women and one man.

The man, pale and handsome as if a pretty boy, was now lowering his head with an anxious look on his face.

Among the two women, one was Xiong Luoxue, who now had a clear handprint on her face.

The other woman had a plump figure and a pair of narrow, triangular eyes.

With a mean and sinister expression on her face, she stared at Xiong Luoxue, her eyes filled with jealousy and hatred.

"You lowly woman, do you think you're something special just because you have a pretty face and a good figure?"

"How dare you compete with me, Du Qinghong, for a man—you've got some nerve!"

The girl with triangular eyes coldly shouted at Xiong Luoxue.

"I didn't—it was he who confessed to me!"

Xiong Luoxue retorted.

"You still have the nerve to say that? He confessed to you just because you're beautiful, so it's your fault."

"Today, I'm going to tear apart that fox's face of yours. I'll see if anyone will still confess to or like you after that!"

With a venomous and fierce look, Du Qinghong waved her hands, aiming a scratch at Xiong Luoxue's face.

The surrounding students and the guy who had confessed, although not bearable to watch, dared not interfere.

After all, despite Du Qinghong's ugliness, her status was not something they could afford to provoke.

Ah!!!

Suddenly, a scream rang out.

It wasn't from Xiong Luoxue, but from Du Qinghong's mouth.

Suddenly, a hand caught hold of Du Qinghong's hand, crushing it to pieces.

Then, grabbing Du Qinghong by the hair, he slammed her head violently against the ground.

Du Qinghong's face and the gravelly road had an intimate encounter, her features becoming a blurred mess as she screamed in agony.

The person who had intervened was Chu Feng!

This scene astonished the students who were witnessing it.

And looking at Chu Feng, Xiong Luoxue too flashed a look of surprised gratitude.

"Are you alright?"

Chu Feng approached Xiong Luoxue and asked.

Seeing the handprint on her face, he gently caressed it, and soon the mark disappeared.

Xiong Luoxue's face was flushed, and she had a shy look in her eyes.

The girls around looked at Xiong Luoxue with envy in their eyes.

After all, Chu Feng was the idol of countless female students at Jiangzhou University.

"Qinghong, how are you?"

At this point, several girls came forward to help Du Qinghong up.

Her face was a bloody, terrifying mess.

Her eyes were filled with thick hatred as she glared at Chu Feng.

"You damn bastard, how dare you hit me—I'll make sure you die a horrible death!"

With a shrill and piercing voice, Du Qinghong glared at Chu Feng.

"Your face is too ugly; I was giving you plastic surgery."

"But it seems the effect isn't very clear, let me continue to help you out!"

Chu Feng said with a cold laugh.

He grabbed her again by the head and smashed it onto the gravel road.

The sharp stones scraped back and forth across her face.

Du Qinghong let out a series of piercing and miserable screams.

Everyone around shuddered, unable to bear the sight.

After a while, Du Qinghong's face was completely unrecognizable, covered in blood, and terrifying to behold.

"Now it's perfect,"

Chu Feng let go of Du Qinghong and nodded in satisfaction.

"I'm going to kill you, kill you!"

Du Qinghong howled as she lay on the ground.

"Kill me? Do you have the ability?"

Chu Feng said disdainfully, looking at Du Qinghong.

"I am the daughter of City North King, Du Qinglong. I will not let you go!"

Du Qinghong screamed, pulling out her phone to make a call.

"Big brother, come to the school quickly with some men. Someone has disfigured me—I want to kill them!"

Du Qinghong yelled into the phone.

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