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On the stage, Ye An withdrew his hand, not even glancing at Wang Zhengkun, who was unconscious on the ground.

His gaze fell on the middle-aged man in a Tang suit on the third branch of the family.

"Anyone else want to go?" he asked calmly. "Hurry up, I'm in a rush."

The middle-aged man, referred to as Mr. Chen, trembled almost imperceptibly and slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes had lost their previous calmness, replaced by a deep sense of apprehension.

No one in the room spoke.

The wind blew through the martial arts arena, stirring up dust from the ground, creating a suffocatingly oppressive atmosphere.

The guests who had been gossiping were now like ducks with their necks choked, each with their heads down, not daring to meet the gaze of the young man on the stage.

The scene from just now kept replaying in their minds.

Wang Zhengkun's earth-shattering punch, the power he gained by burning his life, was like a child's cotton punch in front of that young man, easily neutralized and then crushed with a single palm strike.

This is not even in the same league.

"I'm afraid only those at the peak of the Celestial Realm or the Martial God Realm are capable of truly clashing with him."

"He wasn't just bragging or exaggerating!"

This thought uncontrollably arose in the minds of every martial artist.

When they looked at Ye An again, their eyes had changed.

That's not about watching a young master, but about watching a living legend.

At the seat in the eldest branch of the Jiang family, Jiang Hao's mouth was still open, and the color in his face gradually faded, turning deathly pale.

He remembered what he had said before, and felt a burning pain on his face, even more painful than if his father had slapped him.

Jiang Tianxiong's face was alternating between pale and green, and the skin on his knuckles was taut from the force he was exerting on the armrest.

He lost.

A crushing defeat.

The "Little Martial God" he spent a fortune to hire, the trump card he used to establish his authority, has been rendered useless.

He wanted to say a few polite words, but looking at the indifferent young man on the stage, he couldn't utter a single word.

Any words seem so pale and powerless at this moment.

In the deathly silence, a voice rang out.

"Enough, Doctor Ye!"

It was Jiang Tianhai from the second wife who spoke.

He stood up from his seat, looking at Ye An with a complicated expression.

"You certainly have good methods, but this time, you've really gone too far!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone's eyes were drawn to him.

Jiang Tianhai took a deep breath, straightened his back, and spoke with a deliberately pained tone.

"No matter what, Master Wang Zhengkun is a retainer invited by my Jiang family to help us fight. How could you so disrespect and look down on a celestial being in a sparring match? And why did you use such a heavy hand!"

His words made many people present feel uneasy.

What Jiang Tianhai said seems to make a lot of sense.

Ye An won, but he won in a very disrespectful way, and his methods were too ruthless.

Wang Zhengkun is a master of the Heavenly Realm, and he's just crippled like this. Where does that leave the face of the Jiang family's eldest branch?

You, Ye An, an outsider, have gone too far.

Seeing everyone's reactions, Jiang Tianhai felt a little more at ease.

He must get the situation under control.

Ye An was very strong, stronger than he had imagined.

But that's precisely why he needs to stand up and speak out.

He couldn't let others think that the person his second wife had hired was a madman with no rules and only knew how to kill.

He wanted to demonstrate his "consideration for the overall situation" and "benevolence".

Upon hearing this, Ye An finally turned his head and looked directly at Jiang Tianhai.

He smiled.

"Heh, did I go too far?"

He asked a question in return, his voice not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Don't you think about it? If I didn't have this ability, I'd be the one lying on the ground right now. Would Wang Zhengkun have let me go then? Would any of you have said a word for me?"

Ye An's gaze swept calmly over Jiang Tianhai, then over Jiang Tianxiong and his son.

"Moreover, from beginning to end, there wasn't a single apology. Is this how you question and blame me?"

As soon as he said that, Jiang Tianhai's expression changed instantly.

"What...what do you mean?" A bad feeling rose in his heart.

Ye An's gaze returned to him, his eyes as indifferent as if he were looking at a stone.

"Jiang Yu'er invited me before, saying it was to protect the second branch of your Jiang family, and I agreed."

"But you, in front of your daughter, have never given me a kind look."

"Just now, you stood up again and accused me without even knowing the facts."

Ye An's tone was flat; he was simply stating the facts.

"When have I, Ye An, ever been someone who can be bullied by others?"

He looked at Jiang Tianhai, whose face was growing increasingly pale, and slowly uttered his last words.

"I think you should just cut your own tendons and get out of here."