Super War God in the City

The first to be stunned was the Family Head, Su Wenchang, who had been managing the Su Family for ten years and had never seen such an arrogant young man.

He couldn't for the life of him understand where this lad got the guts to be so insolent in front of the Su Family!

Su Wenrui almost bit his tongue off, having never dared to speak to the old man in such a way as he had grown up. Looking at Ling Fan, besides shock and irritation, there was even a hint of admiration.

Su Ziming took a deep breath. Ling Fan had not just met his expectations; he had exceeded them by miles. Damn, even daring to talk back at the old man was impressive!

Leng Yan was so shocked that she didn't even know what to say. The young man Su Qiong brought back was beyond her comprehension.

Su Ting felt her mind fogging up again and again today, barely staying lucid. She couldn't understand the young man before her, nor fathom what benefit his actions might bring him.

Su Ziyun and Su Ruoxuan had been unable to think straight since the moment they arrived.

Su Wenwu and Yu Nianrou felt as if their heart disease was about to flare up. This scene was far more intense than anything from twenty years ago, incomparably so!

Su Wenwu breathed heavily, staring fixedly at Ling Fan, never having dreamt that, in this predicament, the kid wouldn't kneel down to beg for mercy, still dauntlessly talking back.

Su Qiong was both nervous and excited. She hadn't expected Ling Fan to remain so calm and unaffected by her grandfather's imposing manner.

"You guys guess what will happen next!" someone in the crowd watching couldn't help but mutter.

"Heh, standing on the Su Family's turf and seeking death, what else could happen? He'll soon know what regret is!" another person scoffed.

At this point, Ling Fan's provocations and disrespect toward the Su Family had clearly turned him into the family's public enemy, with every member eagerly awaiting his miserable downfall.

"Father, today is your seventieth birthday, don't let a trifle spoil the mood. Let me handle it!" Su Wenchang, being the family head, quickly regained his composure and respectfully addressed his father.

"Bring someone, tie this lad up and lock him away until the birthday feast is over, then we'll deal with him!" Su Wenchang then instructed several bodyguards nearby.

This guy still didn't realize how formidable Ling Fan was, thinking a few bodyguards could easily handle him.

Just then, Su Wenwu waved his hand, "They are no match, they won't be able to subdue this lad, let me do it!"

Su Zixuan got excited seeing his father stepping in to take action personally.

"Hold on!" Su Jingguo finally regained his usual demeanor and composure.

"Young man, do you know where you are? I give you a chance to explain. If you can't convince me, you know what awaits you!" Su Jingguo spoke up.

As the saying goes, experience comes with age; he too was wary of misjudging, given that the young man had been shockingly articulate and composed from the start to the end at the Su home ground.

Just this bearing and indifference were not something ordinary people could possess, and with his shrewd eyes, he could tell that Ling Fan was not just putting on an act.

Perhaps, this young man truly had some special background, even stronger than the Leng family? If so, it could be worth considering, but could Su Qiong be so fortunate?

Regardless, the answer would soon be revealed.

Everyone didn't expect that the grandfather could remain so composed and let this arrogant young man continue to spout nonsense!

Ling Fan was merely reminded of the events that had befallen his mother back then, thus he hoped that the forced marriage wouldn't happen to Su Qiong again.

Facing what Su Jingguo called an explanation, he simply smiled lightly, "There's nothing to explain, and I don't want to repeat myself. I can only tell you that your Su Family, isn't worthy of hearing my explanation!"

Ling Fan's arrogance repeatedly pushed everyone's limits of tolerance. Even Su Jingguo, as trained in Qi Cultivation Skill, couldn't hold back anymore; the suppressed anger flared up again.

"Thud!" The cane in his hand slammed down, and his face suddenly hardened.

"Wenwu, take action!"

As the old man commanded, Su Wenwu moved. His hands curved into claws, aiming straight for Ling Fan's shoulders.

Su Jingguo was truly enraged. It had been many years since anyone dared to be so brazen in front of him, especially at his birthday celebration. This was plainly a slap to his face.

"Dad, kill him, no, today's Grandpa's birthday, let him live one more day, just cripple his limbs!" Su Zixuan, like a wounded soldier fresh from the frontline, shouted excitedly.

Ling Fan's gaze sharpened, contemptuously saying, "You tell me, should I kill you or just maim you!"

Normally, Su Wenwu was his uncle and shouldn't strike too harshly, but Ling Beiming was not a conservative man. A favor deserved a return; if there were grudges, don't expect blood relations to act as a moral restraint.

"How dare you!" Su Wenwu roared in anger upon hearing this.

"Heh, if I were truly reckless, I guarantee you'd already be dead!" Ling Fan sneered.

He then stepped forward and fiercely punched at Su Wenwu's chest, while Su Wenwu, disregarding everything, still aimed straight for Ling Fan's shoulders.

"Fourth uncle, defend yourself!" Su Qiong couldn't help but shout a reminder.

She knew what Ling Fan was like, this guy was definitely not the type to be merciful to Su Wenwu, but she couldn't bear to see her fourth uncle seriously injured.

Su Wenwu, a man of high skill and great courage, paid no heed to Su Qiong's warning.

"This kid is about to be finished. That girl Su Qiong even tries to get Su Wenwu to defend, hoping to save the kid's life, pure wishful thinking!" the onlookers scoffed disdainfully.

The very next second, Su Wenwu's hands had shockingly grabbed Ling Fan's shoulders, intending to dislocate his arms.

But in the next instant, what shook him to the core was that his hands seemed to be grabbing onto steel bars, to be precise, a hundred times harder than steel bars.

Because even steel bars he could break with one hand, but now, despite his best efforts, the other party remained completely immovable.

"Damn, things have gotten serious!" Su Wenwu's face drastically changed.

But Ling Fan's fist did not give him the chance to regret; with his chest wide open, it was directly bombarded by Ling Fan's punch.

Actually, both of their attacks were purely offensive. Ling Fan was confident, and Su Wenwu, one could only say, was blindly confident!

"Boom!"

"Pfft!"

Accompanied by a muffled sound and a mouthful of fresh blood spurting out from Su Wenwu's mouth, drifting mid-air, it stirred everyone's gaze.

Su Wenwu's body flew backward like a fired cannonball. Although Ling Fan, considering his mother's face, did not aim to take his life and controlled his strength not to damage his muscles or bones, he still injured his opponent's internal organs.

Everyone watched as Su Wenwu was hurled away, in disbelief. This was their invincible Canglong Instructor.

"Father... Father lost?" Su Zixuan's eyes bulged round; he simply couldn't accept the reality before him.

"Is Old Su present? I, Leng Kaicheng, have a matter to discuss today!" Just then, the voice of Leng Kaicheng came from the doorway.

"I heard that your esteemed daughter Miss Su Qiong has already...."
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"Bang...."

As Leng Kaicheng stepped through the doorway, his voice suddenly stopped short, startled by Su Wenwu who suddenly crashed at his feet, the words at his lips cut off halfway before he could fully retract them!

He had come with Leng Chuan to seek an explanation from the Su family, but this scene... was it a display of power?