As he walked through the gate, Xu Fan could already sense the group lurking in the courtyard.

Now that they had emerged from their hiding places and rushed into the ancestral hall, Xu Fan didn't show much surprise.

Perhaps it was his calmness that intimidated them, for they did not attack immediately; they simply stood by, waiting for the next command from Zhou the bandit.

Outside the ancestral hall, there was a commotion as several mourners carrying a large pot walked in.

They set the pot up next to a long table and started a fire directly beneath it.

The fierce flames roared, and the oil in the pot began to boil gradually.

With that, everything was ready for things to be thrown into the pot.

The mourners in black laid out an assortment of knives in front of Xu Fan.

Xu Fan glanced indifferently at the steel knives before him, then looked across to old man Zhou.

At that moment, Zhou murmured, "When I was young, the times were not peaceful. Bandits caused chaos, and there was no law to speak of; wealth was the only law."

"I remember one year, my parents worked for a landlord's family. They didn't get paid, and on top of that, they were brutally beaten. It was winter, and my family had no surplus grain, let alone money to see a doctor."

"Both of them starved to death that winter."

"Perhaps out of desperation or maybe because I was young and impetuous, I took a firewood knife one night and charged into the landlord's house, killing his entire family."

"I drank his blood and ate his flesh."

"From that year on, I swore that I would never let anyone humiliate me again in this life! Those who humiliate me, I will kill and drink their blood; those who humiliate my brothers, I will execute and eat their flesh."

"After the murders, I couldn't stay in the city any longer, so I became a bandit. I stumbled along and managed to survive into this age of peace."

"Everyone calls me Zhou the bandit, and it's true. I was born a bandit. I was one when I was young, and damn it, I still am now that I'm old!"

As he spoke to this point, Zhou the bandit's turbid eyes were already filled with bloodlust.

Zhou Jianjun was a rascal, but he was also his most beloved grandson. In his later years, he treasured him like a precious gem!

Now, someone had killed his precious grandson?

Zhou the bandit glared at Xu Fan with gnashing teeth and said savagely, "Xu, you dared to lay a hand on my grandson. Do you think I, Zhou the bandit, will let you walk out of this courtyard today!"

In an era of war, having survived to the present, Zhou the bandit remained Zhou the bandit; to him, the law meant nothing.

He was not worried about breaking any taboos. Today, since Xu Fan dared to come, he dared to kill Xu Fan to commemorate his grandson.

Then he would drink his blood! Eat his flesh!

Zhou the bandit's rebukes echoed in the ancestral hall. The surrounding thugs, all skilled fighters of the Zhou Family, glared angrily in response to his furious shouts!

The atmosphere was so tense it felt like moisture could be wrung from it. At Zhou the bandit's command, those Dead Soldiers would dare to chop Xu Fan into pieces in the next moment!

"Xu, don't think that I am bullying you," Zhou the bandit said, with murderous intent filling his eyes, staring savagely at Xu Fan.

"Today I'll give you a chance to live. You can cut your own flesh and bleed yourself."

"If my people have had their fill and are stuffed and you still aren't dead, I, Zhou the bandit, will let you go."

"After this, I will never pursue the matter again!"

"..."

Even if the Dead Soldiers were not included, there were more than a dozen people from the Zhou Family alone. To drink blood and eat flesh, not to mention one Xu Fan, even ten would probably not suffice.

At this moment, Xu Fan was smiling faintly, holding a sharp knife from the table in his hand.

"Heh, old master Zhou truly has an imposing manner."

"To drink blood and eat flesh, you live up to the name of bandit."

The sharp knife twirled in Xu Fan's hand, and its mirror-like blade reflected his eyes, which became colder and colder as he slowly uttered each word.

"Zhou the bandit, you want to eat my flesh, Xu Fan? Drink my blood?"

"I have something to say, but I'm not sure if I should speak it?"

"Let's hear it."

Zhou the bandit glanced at Xu Fan coldly and snorted.

"My flesh, Xu Fan, your loose old teeth may not be able to chew through, and my blood, Xu Fan, might just scald through your throat!"

Suddenly, with a palm seizing the edge of the blade, Xu Fan exerted strength, and the sharp blade was directly snapped into several pieces.

With a clatter, they fell on the table, and Xu Fan fiercely stabbed the remaining half of the Broken Blade into the long table, sweeping over everyone in the memorial hall with a pair of eyes full of murderous intent.

"The words I just spoke were not only aimed at Zhou the bandit."

"Of those present, who is qualified? Who has the ability to drink my blood, Xu Fan? To eat my flesh, Xu Fan?"

Like a drawn sword, Xu Fan's piercing gaze stabbed into the hearts of everyone present at that moment!

Nobody could have expected that this youth, not yet twenty, could possess such arrogant eyes.

The people present started to feel a trace of fear.

If Zhou the bandit were not sitting in the chief seat, they likely would have been subdued by that gaze.

The tense atmosphere was suddenly shattered by Zhou the bandit's loud palm strike!

"Surname Xu, don't think just because you have some skills in your hands, you're above everyone! Even if you make it out of my courtyard today, don't expect to leave alive!"

"Chop him up!"

Zhou the bandit's roar was like thunderous rumbling. In a flash, several skilled fighters, seizing broadswords, pounced directly towards Xu Fan!

"Hmph..."

Xu Fan still sat confidently in his chair, watching as the men charged at him. With a breath of True Qi, the knives on the table propelled forward, flying straight at their targets!

Cold light wreaked havoc as it flashed across the assailants' pupils!

The skilled men, who had been ordered to charge, hadn't come close to Xu Fan before their hands, tightly gripping the broadswords, were severed and fell to the ground along with the swords!

The sound of blades hitting the floor rang out.

Blood gushed forth like a fountain from the neatly severed arms!

Then came scream after scream.

The descendants of the Zhou Family were never like Zhou the bandit, and in these peaceful times, they hadn't inherited much of his bandit malice.

The bloody scene before them had surpassed the limits of what they were able to bear.

Looking pale at the thugs lying in pools of blood, they felt their stomachs churning.

"With this little courage, you also dare to sit at this long table, claiming you want to drink my blood, Xu Fan, and eat my flesh?"

Xu Fan swept his impassive gaze over everyone, snorting.

Under his intimidating presence, the many eager fighters surrounding him had begun to think of retreating.

The young man's strength was clearly above that of everyone else; if they wanted to take him down today, it was likely the blood would have to dye the garrison area red before there was even an iota of possibility.

"Surname Xu, you dare to touch my men?"

The momentum had subtly begun to tip in Xu Fan's favor, and Zhou the bandit glared at Xu Fan, grinding his teeth as he cursed.

At this moment, he had made up his mind.

Even if it cost the lives of everyone in the Zhou Family, he would behead Xu Fan today!

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.