"Iga Suzumi is quite clever, she even gave the Spiritual Sword to her daughter, it seems she had foreseen my move long ago."
Matsumoto Mayu set down her teacup and said calmly,
"Where is Iga Hideko now?"
"She’s returned to the Iga Clan and seems to be in retreat! Sect Master, should we take this opportunity to get rid of her?"
A cold voice emanated from the shadow.
"There’s no need. If you act now, you’ll only provoke a battle between the Koga Sect and the Iga Clan, although the Iga Clan is not as powerful as before."
"But even a dying camel is bigger than a horse, it’s better not to tear through this layer of relations. Let’s just bide our time; a mere Iga Hideko with high talent won’t be able to make much of a splash."
Matsumoto Mayu shook her head and continued.
"Right, Sect Master, how should we deal with that kid?"
"Dispatching a Qi Condensation Realm expert to deal with him is not cost-effective, stop it. We need to conserve our strength, the appearance of that thing is imminent!"
Matsumoto Mayu said solemnly.
After speaking, the shadow vanished on the spot like a ghost.
In Tianhai, within a factory, Xiao Yifeng arrived with Dahu and Erhu.
The figure of Kuang Shi appeared in front of Xiao Yifeng. In this factory, these hundred members of the Zhan Huang Mercenary Group were continuously training, enhancing their own strength. The factory had been transformed into a small base.
"Boss, who are all these people?"
Dahu and Erhu looked at the group with puzzled expressions.
"They are my people. I brought you two here today to improve your strength. You two have Innate Divine Strength, immense power, but you just can’t seem to unleash and make use of it."
"Kuang Shi, I’ll leave it to you to guide these two. You must fully unleash their potential and ability,"
Xiao Yifeng instructed Kuang Shi.
"Grind these few pills into powder and have them soak in it three times a day."
Xiao Yifeng took out a small medicine bottle and handed it to Kuang Shi.
Afterwards, Xiao Yifeng took out an antiquated book inscribed with four characters in regular script—Tongbi Divine Fist!
"Take this book of the Tongbi Divine Fist technique and practice it. This technique, combined with your Innate Divine Strength, can greatly enhance your combat power. This was sneakily taken from my old master; you must practice well and not let down my expectations!"
Xiao Yifeng entrusted the two with a solemn expression.
"Don’t worry, Boss, we definitely won’t disappoint you. We are going to become as strong as you, Boss. If anyone dares to bully you, my brother and I will definitely not let them off!"
Erhu said with a resolute gaze.
Dahu also nodded, looking at Xiao Yifeng.
"I believe you won’t let me down."
Xiao Yifeng said with a faint smile, patting their shoulders.
Meanwhile, in Tianhai, at the Shen Family.
Within the Shen Family, a group of people had directly injured the family’s guards and stormed in, led by none other than Yaan Wuheng, who wore dark green military attire. His expression was icy, his gaze sharp and sinister, and his whole body exuded a chilling aura.
Following closely behind Yaan Wuheng were four or five men dressed in military uniforms as well, each of them emanating an aura of iron-blooded ruthlessness; their presence was profound, with temples bulging prominently, their aura imposing.
Among them, two had eyes that glowed dangerously, like that of a wild beast, their aura immensely terrifying, emitting thick Evil Qi. Both of these individuals possessed strength that had reached the Transformative Energy Stage at Great Perfection.
With the intrusion of Yaan Wuheng and his companions, the Shen Family’s Elder, Master Shen Yunfeng, who was originally sitting in the living room, and Shen Yunfeng, who had not gone to work, both had their expressions change slightly.
At that moment, Liu Fei, Elder Shen’s personal guard, also positioned himself in front of Old Master Shen, his gaze fixed intently on the uninvited guests.
"Who are you? How dare you break into my Shen family? Do you know what place this is?"
Shen Yunfeng looked at Yaan Wuheng and the others who had entered, his brows furrowed, his voice commanding, with the authority and dignity of a high-ranking individual.
Because Yaan Wuheng had never visited the Shen family before, even the members of the Shen family did not recognize him.
Yaan Wuheng stated coldly, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Hearing this name, Shen Yunfeng’s face changed, and the Elder Shen who was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper also stiffened, suddenly standing up and fixing his gaze on Yaan Wuheng.
Although they had never met Yaan Wuheng, they knew who he was; he was the Young Master of the Yanjing Yaan Family and also the betrothed of Yuting.
At that very moment, Shen Yuting, who had just walked out of her room on the second floor, heard the voice of Yaan Wuheng and immediately her complexion altered, her expression becoming somewhat flustered and tense.
"He’s here, what should I do?..."
Shen Yuting’s hands clenched tightly, her face filled with nervousness.
Suddenly, an image popped into Shen Yuting’s mind, making her eyes fixate, and she remembered something abruptly, then dashed back into her room.
In the living room, once Shen Yunfeng was aware of Yaan Wuheng’s identity, a faint smile appeared on his face, saying, "So it’s Wuheng, my apologies, I didn’t recognize you!"
"Wuheng, what brings you here all of a sudden? Has something happened?"
Old Master Shen asked, looking at Yaan Wuheng.
"Hmph, you Shen Family sure know how to play your games well!"
Yaan Wuheng’s lips curled into a cruel smile, his eyes gleaming ominously, giving off a spine-chilling sensation.
"What do you mean by this, Wuheng?"
Both Shen Yunfeng and Elder Shen frowned slightly.
"What do I mean? Do you really not know?"
Yaan Wuheng uttered a cold snort, his gaze sweeping towards Elder Shen:
"Old Master Shen, it was my grandfather who saved you from the battlefield back then. To repay my grandfather, you promised your granddaughter to me. My grandfather agreed to this betrothal in the spirit of fostering good relations between our two families."
"But now, while I am still officially the betrothed to your granddaughter, Shen Yuting, she has gone and found another man. This is not only a slap in my face but also an insult to the Yaan Family. You have really outdone yourselves!"
Yaan Wuheng’s icy gaze swept over Elder Shen and Shen Yunfeng, his body radiating a forbidding coldness, making the atmosphere oppressively tense.
Hearing Yaan Wuheng’s words, both Shen Yunfeng and Elder Shen’s faces changed, a flash of shock passing through their eyes.
"That can’t be right, Wuheng, there must be some misunderstanding, Yuting couldn’t possibly have a boyfriend?"
Shen Yunfeng hurriedly said, looking at Yaan Wuheng.
"Indeed, our Yuting has always been virtuous and chaste; she has never had any male friends."
At that moment, Shen Yuting’s mother, Mei Fangting, came forward, her brows creased and with a face full of indignation.