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The six Chu family guards, who had been itching to teach Chu Yang a lesson, moved out upon receiving the order.

Faced with the aggressive attack, Chu Yang narrowed his eyes, and his figure instantly transformed into a blurry afterimage, weaving through the crowd.

"Bang bang bang—snap!"

Several dull impacts and crisp cracking sounds rang out almost simultaneously.

The three guards at the front didn't even see Chu Yang's movements before they were sent flying backward like kites with broken strings, spitting blood and losing consciousness, their limbs twisted unnaturally.

The other two guards, who were at the early stage of the Transformation Realm, only saw a blur before their chests or abdomens were struck like heavy hammers, and their protective true energy shattered like paper.

The excruciating pain instantly robbed them of their ability to move, leaving them paralyzed on the ground.

The last guard had just thrown his fist when Chu Yang grabbed his wrist with his iron-like hand and twisted it gently.

"ah--!"

Amidst screams, his wrist snapped.

Chu Yang then kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying several meters before he crashed into a corner and fell silent.

The whole process was as fast as lightning, happening in the blink of an eye.

Six guards, who would be considered incredibly strong by ordinary people, collapsed to the ground, completely incapacitated.

The spacious living room of the suite fell into a deathly silence, with only the injured man's painful groans remaining.

Chu Yang stood still, as if he had never moved, his cold gaze sweeping over Chu Lang.

"Clap clap clap..."

Chu Lang grinned maliciously and applauded Chu Yang's actions.

"Hahaha, no wonder he's the bastard son of Chu Tian."

A murderous glint flashed in Chu Yang's eyes, but he did not engage in any verbal sparring.

"Chu Yang, I admire your skills, but don't forget, below the level of a grandmaster, everyone is an ant."

Chu Lang looked at Peng Ye, "You, go and kill him!"

Peng Ye frowned slightly and advised, "Young Master, he is also a member of the Chu family. The former patriarch once..."

"Bullshit!" Chu Lang cursed angrily. "Who do you think you are? How dare you disobey my orders? Kill him now, and I'll take full responsibility for the consequences!"

Murong Lan suddenly spoke in a gentle tone, "Chu Yang, a wise man submits to circumstances. If you are willing to listen to my advice now, I will make Chu Lang let you go."

The usual playfulness was gone from Chu Yang's face, and he said seriously, "If you give up on dealing with the Su family and the Liu family now, I can let you leave Donghai safely."

A hint of anger flashed across Murong Lan's pretty face. "Otherwise what?"

Chu Yang sneered and said, "If you insist on acting recklessly, within a month I will make you lose everything, down to your last pair of underwear!"

Murong Lan was taken aback by what he heard, then burst into laughter so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

"You...you're quite interesting. But I like your naturally delusional nature. How about this, if you get out of here alive today, I'll make a bet with you, how about it?"

Chu Yang nodded decisively, "Okay! What do you want to bet on?"

Murong Lan's lips curled into a mocking smile as she stared at Chu Yang with a playful gaze, her lips slightly parted.

"If I bring these two companies under my control in a month, I'll make you my dog ​​for ten years. And if, as you say, I really do lose everything..."

She chuckled and slowly turned around, as if showing off her graceful figure.

"You can treat me like your dog, use me however you want, how about that?"

Chu Yang gave a thumbs up. "I admire your ignorance and fearlessness! Deal!"

Murong Lan suddenly felt a little dazed, not understanding why Chu Yang, knowing the outcome, still wanted to rush in.

However, she immediately smiled brightly.

"I understand! You knew about me all along, and you were secretly infatuated with me to the point of obsession, right?"

Chu Yang rolled his eyes.

Murong Lan continued, "Don't be shy, there are actually too many men who want to be my dog. But I really want a dog like you, someone who would be nice to keep in the yard as a guard dog."

She looked at Chu Lang and said, "I've finished talking about my business with him. What you do is none of my business."

Chu Lang looked at Peng Ye, "Kill him!"

Peng Ye hesitated slightly, but ultimately stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Young Master Yang, it's just my duty. Please forgive me."

Chu Yang hesitated for only a moment before nodding with a disdainful smile, "Come on! A good dog must obey its master."

Peng Ye took a deep breath, and the powerful aura of a Grandmaster suddenly erupted!

An invisible pressure poured out like a mountain, making the air seem thick and heavy, and even the flame on the candlestick flickered violently, almost going out.

Those eyes that once followed the God of War Chu Tian now held only a cold resolve and a hint of barely perceptible complexity.

"Young Master Yang," Peng Ye's voice was low and hoarse, carrying a sense of sorrow as if swept away by fate, "I apologize for the inconvenience!"

He slowly assumed the starting stance for the "Mountain Shaking Palm".

This was something Chu Tian taught him, but now he's going to use it against Chu Yang.

Chu Yang's posture, however, looked full of flaws.

Murong Lan gracefully stepped back a few paces, poured herself another glass of red wine, and leaned against the bar.

"I gave you a chance, but you were useless! If you regret it now, kneel down and bark like a dog a few times, and I can still give you a dog leash."

Chu Yang scoffed, "Your mouth is incredibly annoying! A month from now, I'll show you where a woman should use her words to make men less disgusted with her."

Murong Lan's eyes turned cold. "Utterly vulgar!"

At the same time, Chu Lang shouted sternly, "Peng Ye! What are you waiting for?"

Peng Ye's eyes suddenly narrowed, and that complex look was completely replaced by ruthlessness.

"Young Master Yang, if I remember correctly, your body should be having problems right now. Although I don't know how you're suppressing it, are you really going to fight me?"

Chu Yang scoffed disdainfully, "Don't even mention if something goes wrong. Even if I were to die, a lackey like you wouldn't be able to handle me."

Although he said that, he was still extremely cautious.

Peng Ye has a wealth of combat experience. If he hadn't frequently risked his life for the Chu family and suffered numerous injuries, his martial arts level would have made a qualitative leap compared to what he has now.

At this critical moment—

There was a sudden knock on the door.

At the same time, Murong Lan's phone screen lit up.

She immediately frowned, waved her hand to signal Peng Ye not to act rashly, and quickly went to open the door.

Xiao Yuening stood at the door, dressed in military uniform, looking dashing and heroic.

"Ningning, didn't you say you weren't coming?"

"I just happened to be passing by, so I came up to take a look. Aren't you welcome?"

Murong Lan rolled her eyes, then stepped forward and took her arm. "What are you saying? We're best friends, how could I not welcome you? But..."

She smiled knowingly. "You've come at just the right time. It seems the Chu family is going to clean house today."

Xiao Yuening frowned.

"Is it because of you?"

Murong Lan laughed a few times. "I just set up a bridge. You've come at the right time. Let's go see how Chu Yang got beaten up like a dog."