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The night was as dark as ink, gradually deepening, as if even the stars had disappeared.

Just then, the Shao family mansion was engulfed in flames like a fiery inferno, the raging fire turning half of the night sky crimson, a stark contrast to the surrounding darkness.

Ye Chu, alone, walked with steady and firm steps, slowly embarking on the path leading to the top of the villa.

When he finally stood on the top floor of the villa, his view suddenly opened up, and he saw several familiar figures, which stood out prominently in the firelight—it was the few high-ranking members of the Shao family gathered here.

The rooftop of this villa has an ingenious design; upon closer inspection, it turns out to be a hidden helipad, tucked away in a secluded corner of the bustling city, unknown to most.

At that moment, a helicopter was parked on the tarmac, its engine roaring and rotors slowly turning, looking ready to take off.

This seemed to foreshadow the impending escape of the Shao family's top brass.

Upon seeing this, Ye Chu involuntarily frowned.

He exuded a chilling aura of impending action, as if he were about to transform into a sharp blade.

Eradicate these lingering remnants completely.

However, the situation developed in a way that Ye Chu had not anticipated.

Those high-ranking officials who usually think too highly of themselves and act arrogantly.

At this moment, it was like a leaf falling in the autumn wind, trembling incessantly, its former majesty completely gone.

The helicopter, standing silently, showed no sign of taking off, as if it had been firmly nailed to the spot by some force.

It did not come for these trembling high-ranking officials, but rather for someone else, with other motives.

Ye Chu's gaze involuntarily turned to the highest point, where a figure wearing a cloak stood.

His presence seemed to weigh heavily on the entire space. His identity and status were clearly above all of them, like the most dazzling star in the night sky, impossible to ignore and impossible to reach.

"Is he the grandmaster of the Shao family?"

Ye Chu pondered to himself, his thoughts flickering quietly like a glimmer of light in the dark night.

Immediately, he clenched his fists quietly beneath his robes, as if to deeply imprint that unspoken determination in his heart.

But at that moment, the words from the Shao family's higher-ups came like a sudden gust of cold wind.

Ye Chu was slightly taken aback, his thoughts instantly pulled back to reality.

There stood Old Chen from the Shao family and another elderly man of similar age.

At this moment, their bodies trembled slightly, and their legs seemed unable to support their former dignity.

Their voices, tinged with a desperate sorrow, pleaded with the figure standing before them.

"My lord, our Shao family has been loyal to you for decades, handling everything personally. How can you bear to abandon us?"

Old Chen's words were full of pleading.

"My lord, your hands are of such high esteem. Why trouble yourself with such a trivial matter? With just a little help from Grandmaster Yao Qian, everything will be resolved easily."

Another old man echoed eagerly, his words filled with awe and anticipation for the unseen elder.

This scene caused Ye Chu's doubts to spread like wildfire, growing ever stronger.

He stood quietly, the pleas of the Shao family's higher-ups echoing in his ears, while his heart was churning with turmoil.

However, in the midst of this solemn atmosphere, a middle-aged man suddenly knelt before the man in black robes, his voice like a sudden clap of thunder in the cold wind, shattering the surrounding whispers.

"Shut up, all of you! How dare you presume to know the will of the Lord?" His voice carried an unquestionable authority, as if every word weighed a ton.

"I, and you all, are but lowly servants under our master. Even if we are abandoned by him one day, it will still be our greatest glory!"

His words contained no trace of resentment, only deep awe and submission.

This person was none other than Yao Qianwei, the martial arts master whom the Shao family had been proud of for generations.

He is also a highly respected figure in Zhenhai City.

However, at this moment, he was as humble as dust, kneeling respectfully at the feet of the mysterious man in black robes.

There was not a trace of resentment, only sincere obedience.

This scene left some of the less experienced members of the Shao family speechless.

Who would have thought that such a once high and mighty master would be so humble at this moment?

To obey an unidentified man in black robes so unconditionally.

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Chen swayed and collapsed to the ground like a withered tree, his eyes vacant, as if his soul had left his body.

The only thought in his mind echoed like a sound in his empty chest—the Shao family had finally come to an end.

At this moment, regret surged like a tidal wave, overwhelming all his reason and composure.

If they had been able to decisively cut their losses when Shao Jie perished, ending this undeserved disaster, perhaps the Shao family could have preserved a sliver of their bloodline and a glimmer of hope.

However, they insisted on heeding Shao Wenlong's insistence and launched a hopeless pursuit of Ye Chu.

Today, the Shao family has ultimately succumbed to the tragic fate of being executed along with the entire clan. All chances of redemption have vanished like smoke.

Who could have predicted that Ye Chu would have such a profound background and background?

They had always worked diligently and devoted themselves to the great cause of the adults, but in the end, they were met with the adults' personal execution.

Even if the entire Shao family is reduced to ashes, they cannot harm Ye Chu in the slightest; this is their ultimate fate.

If they had known beforehand that Ye Chu had such an amazing background, even if they had the audacity to do so, they would never have dared to act rashly.

However, no matter how much regret and resentment I feel at this moment, I cannot change this predetermined ending. It is all too late.

At this moment, the figure of the man in black robes slowly turned around, as if the curtain of night had been gently lifted. His gaze inadvertently caught Ye Chu, who was hidden in the shadows.

A familiar laugh, carrying an indescribable meaning, emanated leisurely from beneath the black robe, striking directly into Ye Chu's heart.

"Brother Ye Chu, stop looking, aren't you coming out?"

Ye Chu's expression subtly changed in that instant.

Shock swept over me like a tide, confusion followed like a shadow, but even more so was the resentment of being played for a fool.

Like a spark ignited, it leaped and danced incessantly in my chest.

Finally, Ye Chu stepped out of the shadows and into the light.

This scene left all the high-ranking members of the Shao family present with expressions of horror, as if they had witnessed a ghost returning from the underworld. The fear was so intense that it almost consumed their minds.

Their reaction was like a lake suddenly frozen in winter, quiet yet chilling.

To them, Ye Chu's appearance was nothing short of a killing god.

At this moment, Ye Chu finally understood that the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground was Yao Qianwei, the master of the Shao family.

He recognized the man in black robes standing before him.

It's Simba Yang!