My family has been wielding knives for generations, but now it's my turn to wield a pen!

hum!

Chen Jian raised his hand and grabbed at the air, and an astonishing suction force suddenly opened up.

The middle-aged man, who was hiding in the crowd, suddenly began to slide forward uncontrollably.

Ok?

The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly, and he stomped his foot hard, causing his powerful internal energy to surge.

But his body only paused for a moment before Chen Jian pulled him away again.

Immediately, the middle-aged man stopped resisting and rushed towards Chen Jian, raising his hand to deliver a palm strike.

Chen Jian remained calm, dodging the palm strike by turning to the side, then grabbed the man's wrist and forcefully flung it away.

boom!

With a muffled thud, Chen Jian threw the middle-aged man to a spot not far from Jiang Xiaobai's feet.

Just as the middle-aged man was about to get up, a piercing sword rang out.

Clang!

Tang Ningshuang drew her longsword, its cold blade pressed against the middle-aged man's neck.

The middle-aged man froze, his face turning pale. Finally, he raised his head and looked at Jiang Xiaobai.

"What, you think I can't accept being the Zhenfeng Envoy?"

"Can!"

Jiang Xiaobai glanced at the middle-aged man and nodded slightly.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man was about to speak again when Jiang Xiaobai raised his hand.

The moment the desert eagle appeared, it aimed directly at the middle-aged man.

boom!

A piercing explosion echoed throughout the back of the mountain.

The middle-aged man's body stiffened, his head, which had been raised, fell heavily back down, and he lay there, closing his eyes completely.

This scene caused the previously buzzing discussions among the martial arts community to fall silent.

Many people stared at Jiang Xiaobai in horror.

What kind of tactic is this?

The man died instantly from the blow.

Moreover, no one expected Jiang Xiaobai to be so decisive.

Xu Yuehua stood at the front of the crowd, her expression changing slightly.

From the moment he raised his hand until the man fell, Jiang Xiaobai's expression remained largely unchanged.

Clearly, this is not the first time Jiang Xiaobai has killed someone.

"Moonlight!"

The middle-aged woman beside Xu Yuehua murmured, "Your son-in-law is indeed no ordinary man!"

Indeed, in the martial arts world, the most taboo thing is to be soft-hearted.

Sometimes, even if you forgive others, they may not forgive you.

Only by being ruthless enough can one truly inspire fear and gain a foothold in this world of martial arts.

Jiang Xiaobai's current actions seem a bit excessive.

But at least...

Everyone present remembered Jiang Xiaobai, the Zhenfeng Envoy.

Jiang Xiaobai's considerations, however, were simple.

If you disagree with him, you can stand up and speak out, or you can oppose him to his face.

But the middle-aged man hid in the crowd and secretly threw stones at him, aiming straight for his face.

This is clearly an attempt to kill him!

Since the other party is here to kill, why should he be polite?

Jiang Xiaobai coldly glanced at the corpse on the ground, then raised his head and looked at everyone present: "Come on, is there anyone else who disagrees? Now you can stand up and say it!"

"But if someone continues to hide among the crowd, engaging in such shady dealings..."

Jiang Xiaobai raised his head, his voice icy cold, and said, "I will kill them all on sight, without mercy!"

After he finished speaking, the whole scene fell silent for a moment.

But the silence didn't last long, and a figure emerged from the crowd.

He was an elderly man, dressed in a blue robe with a white cloud pattern embroidered on the cuffs.

The old man looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said calmly, "Matters in the martial world are generally resolved by the martial artists themselves!"

"What are you, a son of an official, meddling in?!"

At this point, the old man glanced at the corpse on the ground and sneered, "What, you think you can intimidate us all by killing one person?"

"You, a young person, are oversimplifying things!"

"Um?"

After hearing this, Jiang Xiaobai's gaze fell on the old man.

At this moment, Tang Ningshuang moved closer and lowered her voice, saying, "Xiaobai, judging from his clothes, this person should be from the Qingfeng Sect!"

"Qingfeng Sect is a sect in Tongzhou, and it has considerable influence there!"

"Um!"

Jiang Xiaobai nodded, his expression barely changing. He glanced at the old man and said with a smile, "Anyone who disagrees can step forward!"

As Jiang Xiaobai finished speaking, several more figures emerged from the crowd.

Some stood next to the old man from Qingfeng Sect, while others stood alone, clearly none of them recognized Jiang Xiaobai as the Zhenfeng Envoy.

"Princess, should we... also object?"

Seeing that more and more people were stepping forward, Teng Zixiu approached Helian Zhaoyue and whispered, "With so many people, perhaps this kid won't be able to become the Zhenfeng Envoy!"

That's right, if Jiang Xiaobai is in charge, who knows what kind of trouble might arise.

"No!"

Without even thinking, Helian Zhaoyue shook her head.

Then she glanced around and whispered, "Didn't you see that cannon covered by a black cloth over there?"

"Um?"

Teng Zixiu was stunned for a moment, then followed Helian Zhaoyue's gaze.

When Teng Zixiu saw the enormous objects covered by black cloth in the distance, his pupils contracted instantly, and he swallowed back all the words that were about to come out.

No!

Is Jiang Xiaobai really that ruthless?

They even brought cannons with them when they came to Cangfeng Mountain!

Thinking of the terrifying scene of cannons firing in unison, Teng Zixiu's throat moved, and a few beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

With this thing right next to him, wouldn't Jiang Xiaobai be able to dominate the market?

Still objecting?

If things go wrong, we might not even be able to leave behind a complete corpse!

When Teng Zixiu finally quieted down, Jiang Xiaobai smiled as he watched the people who had stepped forward one after another.

Soon, his expression shifted slightly, and the three Li brothers also stepped forward.

"Jiang Xiaobai, you're a top scholar in the imperial examinations, why aren't you staying in the capital practicing your calligraphy? What are you doing here causing trouble!"

Li Jingxing spoke first, looking at Jiang Xiaobai coldly, "Take my advice and go back quickly, lest you disgrace your manor!"

"Oh, right!"

As he spoke, Li Jingxing seemed to remember something and glanced around, asking, "I wonder... are any members of the Free and Unfettered Sword Sect here?"

"This person... killed one of your elders at the Hidden Edge Banquet!"

After Li Jingxing's voice fell, an aged voice came from behind the crowd: "What a fine young master of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion! He even dares to touch people from our Xiaoyao Sword Sect!!"

"Today, I must teach you a lesson!"

As they were talking, an old man holding a long sword came out from inside, followed by four other people.

"Don't rush!"

Seeing the old man about to attack menacingly, Jiang Xiaobai smiled and said, "Once all those who oppose me have come out, we'll settle our scores and grievances!"

After speaking, Jiang Xiaobai looked at the martial arts practitioners present again and asked calmly, "Anything else?"

"Everyone here who disagrees can stand up!"

When Jiang Xiaobai finished speaking, Xu Yuehua's heart skipped a beat.

Indeed, Jiang Xiaobai's words were quite provocative.

Just as she expected, more and more people from the martial arts world stepped forward with indifferent expressions.

This situation caused Xu Yuehua's brows to furrow immediately, and the worry on her face deepened.

If it were only one or two, she still believed Jiang Xiaobai could handle it.

But so many people from the martial arts world are ganging up on Jiang Xiaobai...

Can her son-in-law handle it?

As she pondered this, the middle-aged woman beside her lowered her voice and said, "Yuehua, does your son-in-law have another trick up his sleeve?!"