You were made to take the blame and go to jail, but you weren't made a master of both medicine

Lu Zhanpeng's eyes flashed with endless killing intent.

Who is this person who dares to kill a member of the Lu family and speak so arrogantly in front of them?

Doesn't he understand the Lu family's strength?

"You scoundrel, don't be so arrogant! A grandmaster family cannot be trifled with. You killed a member of my Lu family, and I will make sure your whole family suffers a terrible death."

"A family of grandmasters? You are a grandmaster?" Qin Ran asked.

"It seems you really don't understand the Lu family. My grandfather is Lu Zhongyuan, one of the five grandmasters of Xijing. You can go and ask around; in the military, political, and business worlds, who dares to provoke the Lu family?"

Qin Ran frowned slightly.

Lu Zhongyuan?

He remembered it quickly.

Last time at the War Soul Tower, the Chu family invited Grandmaster Lu Zhongyuan to deal with him.

During the fierce battle, the War Soul Tower was destroyed, and Lu Zhongyuan was defeated.

At the time, Qin Ran was worried that if they destroyed the War Soul Tower, the retired veteran behind it would cause trouble.

But nothing happened afterwards.

It must have been Lu Zhongyuan who took responsibility for the matter.

He feared that the defeat would be exposed and his status as a grandmaster would be in jeopardy, so he forbade the old soldier from coming to him.

Qin Ran snapped out of his meditation, put his hands behind his back, and sneered: "No wonder he's so arrogant, daring to openly occupy Rashomon. So he's the grandson of a grandmaster."

"Hahaha, it's too late now. Even if you kneel on the ground and beg me, I will not let you go. You killed my Lu family's martial artists, and the only way to atone for your sins is with your death," Lu Zhanpeng said through gritted teeth.

Qin Ran found his confident expression somewhat amusing: "If I'm not mistaken, your grandfather suffered a severe internal injury a few days ago, right?"

"Go to hell! My grandfather is a grandmaster, how could he be injured? Your words are like farts, you don't even think before you speak. Who could possibly injure a grandmaster?"

Qin Ran revealed a mocking smile.

It seems this old man has hidden himself very well for the sake of his face and status.

Even his family couldn't tell that he had suffered severe internal injuries.

Unfortunately, karma is a wheel, and Lu Zhongyuan's grandson has fallen into his hands again. Let's see how he ends this!

"Lu Zhanpeng, have your grandfather come over here now to kowtow and apologize, and I will spare your lives, otherwise..." Qin Ran exuded murderous intent.

"Make my grandfather apologize? You're a complete idiot. I don't want to deal with you. Let's all attack him, kill him, and take over Rashomon!" Lu Zhanpeng roared.

The next second, dozens of martial artists rushed towards Qin Ran.

They were like wild beasts unleashed from their cages, their entire bodies radiating powerful true energy.

Upon seeing this, Qin Ran suddenly rose into the air.

All the martial artists looked up.

What about people?

How did it fly away!

Lu Zhanpeng also looked up and said, "Damn it! Trying to run away! Even if you fly to the moon, I'll still bring you back."

At the same time, a dark figure descended.

All the martial artists felt an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Luo Ruyan hurriedly led her men to retreat to the outer perimeter.

As time went on, the sense of oppression grew stronger and stronger.

A powerful surge of true energy made their breathing increasingly rapid.

Just as Qin Ran was about to land, the martial artists around him were instantly torn apart by true energy.

The next second, Qin Ran landed steadily.

The entire earth was shaking.

A huge, deep pit appeared beneath his feet.

Like a grenade exploding in the crowd.

All the martial artists were blasted away.

Some died mid-air, coughing up blood.

Some of them convulsed and twisted after landing, and finally died.

When the true energy dissipated, corpses littered the surrounding area.

All the martial artists died in gruesome ways.

Lu Zhanpeng couldn't help but shudder when he saw this scene.

He had never seen such terrifying power.

Even his grandfather had never used it.

"You, you, you...who exactly are you?" Lu Zhanpeng's eyes were filled with fear.

"Your grandfather was once my defeated opponent. Today, you've fallen into my hands; you can only blame your bad luck."

After saying that, Qin Ran waved his hand.

A burst of true energy shot out and struck Lu Zhanpeng in the abdomen.

He was sent flying instantly, crashing into a rockery.

The artificial hill collapsed with a crash, and Lu Zhanpeng also fell to the ground, vomiting blood continuously.

"Ugh! My dantian, you...you've destroyed my dantian!" Lu Zhanpeng looked at Qin Ran with a mournful gaze.

"A scoundrel like you is not worthy of being a martial artist. You have desecrated the word 'martial artist'."

"Our Lu family will not let you get away with this. I don't believe my grandfather is a defeated opponent of yours. He is a grandmaster, an undefeated legend. I'll call him over right now!" Lu Zhanpeng roared, then spat out another mouthful of thick blood.

"Go ahead." Qin Ran's expression became increasingly mocking.

Lu Zhanpeng was overjoyed.

Once Lu Zhongyuan arrives and sees that this kid has killed so many martial artists from the Lu family and even destroyed his dantian, he will be furious.

At that time, within Rashomon, even an ant will be guilty, and all living things will die.

As for this kid saying that Lu Zhongyuan was his defeated opponent, that's pure nonsense.

Nobody believed it.

After Lu Zhanpeng dialed Lu Zhongyuan's number, he explained the general situation.

He emphasized two key points: dozens of martial artists from the Lu family had been killed, and his dantian had been destroyed.

Although Lu Zhongyuan was indifferent to worldly affairs.

But in this situation, he still had to come and check.

"I've already notified my grandfather, he'll be here soon. You'd better prepare to die," Lu Zhanpeng said with a ferocious expression.

Qin Ran didn't reply; he extended his right hand and curled his fingers.

The next second, Lu Zhanpeng's body flew towards Qin Ran as if defying gravity.

Qin Ran locked the other person's neck.

He then broke all the bones in Lu Zhanpeng's hands and feet, leaving him barely alive.

Amidst screams of agony, Qin Ran threw Lu Zhanpeng to the ground.

Luo Ruyan and the others watched from the sidelines, feeling a chill run down their spines.

This is Qin Shaohuang's strength; it's terrifying.

Soon, Lu Zhongyuan arrived at Rashomon with his son, Lu Kangqiu.

Looking around, all that could be seen were the corpses of martial artists.

The moment Lu Zhongyuan saw Qin Ran, his heart sank.

It is him again!

Seeing Lu Zhanpeng lying on the ground, barely recognizable, Lu Kangqiu roared and rushed over, yelling, "Son!"

"Kill...kill him..." Lu Zhanpeng raised his right hand and pointed at Qin Ran.

But the next second, his hand went limp, and he was completely lifeless.

"Son!" Lu Kangqiu roared in anguish.

Qin Ran said coldly, "I spared Master Lu's last breath out of respect for him, allowing him to see you one last time. You should thank me properly."

"Ah... I'll kill you..."

Lu Kangqiu stood up, his eyes bloodshot, his right fist clenched, and he slammed it towards Qin Ran.

Qin Ran also threw a punch back.

Their fists collided, unleashing a terrifying force.

Lu Kangqiu was sent flying and crashed heavily to the ground.

Qin Ran withdrew his fist and sneered, "Pathetic."

"You killed a descendant of a grandmaster, you deserve a terrible death, Father, make your move!" Lu Kangqiu shouted hoarsely.

Looking at Lu Zhongyuan again, he remained standing in the same place like a pine tree.

Only he himself knew that his internal organs were churning at that moment.

"Master Lu, don't hold it in anymore. Holding it in for too long is not a good thing." Qin Ran looked at Lu Zhongyuan.

"Why did you kill my grandson and so many Lu family warriors?" Lu Zhongyuan asked in a low voice.

"Because your grandson brought these martial artists to occupy Rashomon, and he even said he had his eye on the female generals of Rashomon and wanted to turn this place into his harem. And I am the sect leader here, Grandmaster Lu. Should I kill them?" Qin Ran asked sinisterly.

At this moment, Lu Zhongyuan could no longer bear it and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He had already suffered severe internal injuries in his previous battle with Qin Ran.

He kept it to himself, not letting anyone know.

The incident had enraged him, causing his internal injuries to flare up again.

Qin Ran laughed and said, "Hahaha, that's right, it feels better to throw up, do you feel much better now..."