Xiao Yifeng slowly crushed Wu Fei’s bones bit by bit, yet carefully controlled the force to keep him from dying too quickly.
Wu Hao, witnessing the scene, cried out as he attempted to rise again.
Jian Yun kicked out, striking Wu Hao down to the ground once more, a scarlet stream of fresh blood spurting from his mouth.
The cracking sounds were piercingly unbearable, sending chills down one’s spine. Wu Fei’s face twisted in a grimace, his complexion deathly pale, his forehead beaded with cold sweat, and his eyes filled with endless agony.
He kept gasping and yelling, but no sound came out. He was forced to endure the heart-wrenching pain of his body, repeatedly losing consciousness only to be awakened by Xiao Yifeng.
Xiao Yifeng said with an indifferent expression, continuing the torment.
After what felt like half an hour, Xiao Yifeng shattered all of Wu Fei’s bones, except for his skull. His chest bones were completely crushed, and his body had become nothing but a pile of debris, shrouded in a layer of skin.
And Wu Fei experienced a hellish agony beyond human comprehension, unable to vent it, his eyes bulging, his face frozen in an expression of utmost suffering. He finally died a living death, a demise so cruel it was beyond inhuman.
However, Xiao Yifeng remained composed as if nothing had happened.
Wu Hao watched the entire event unfold before his eyes, but showed no impatience.
Xiao Yifeng turned to Jian Yun and spoke.
"Young Master, should we take care of this man too?"
Jian Yun asked, pointing at Wu Hao lying on the ground.
"No need. I still want him to deliver a message to the Wu family."
Xiao Yifeng said calmly, his gaze sweeping over Wu Hao, coldly commanding, "Go back and tell the Wu family that I, Xiao Yifeng, killed him. If they harbor any grudges, let them come at me, Xiao Yifeng."
"But tell the Wu family to think carefully. If they want revenge, fine, but they’d better kill me in one go. If they can’t, it’ll be the beginning of the Wu family’s misfortune!"
Xiao Yifeng stated coldly, then walked straight out of the ward.
Minutes later, a nurse entered and, upon seeing the scene, screamed in horror.
The news of Young Master Wu Fei’s murder in Yanjing Hospital quickly spread, shocking the ancient city with the rapidity of lightning.
The major clans and powers were all astonished, sending people to verify the news. After all, the Wu family, as one of the Eight Great Families of Yanjing, commanded immense respect and martial expertise.
In China, their status and power were considerable. Even high-ranking officials showed deference to Elder Master Wu. With such a profound family background, very few in Yanjing dared to cross Wu Fei.
To lay hands on Wu Fei was to invoke the wrath of the Wu family—a fury that even one of the Eight Great Families couldn’t withstand, let alone others. So when they heard the news, their initial reaction was disbelief.
But as soon as their investigators confirmed that Wu Fei had indeed been killed, everyone in Yanjing’s major families and forces truly believed it.
Moreover, they learned that Wu Fei’s cause of death was the result of having his bones painfully crushed, a method of death devilishly cruel and chilling.
At the same time, many speculated about the identity of the killer. Who could be so daring as to murder the Young Master of the Wu family? It was as if someone had pulled a tooth from a tiger’s mouth.
Within the Wu Family, the entire clan was now gripped by a profound sense of oppression. Every guard and servant dared not to breathe too loudly or speak without thought.
They all knew that their Young Master, the precious grandson and son whom Elder Master Wu and the Wu Family Head cherished the most, Wu Fei, had been brutally tortured to death.
Now was a time when the Family Head’s fury burned fiercely, and anyone who erred at this time would surely die a miserable death, so everyone was extremely cautious, afraid to make any mistakes.
In the grand hall of the Wu Family, Wu Tianwen, Patriarch of the Wu family, stood there with a dreadfully grim expression. His eyes flickered with a cold and terrifying glint, his body pulsating with endless anger and a murderous intent.
By his side stood his brother, Wu Tianwu, clad in sturdy attire, with the various heads of the family and clan elders flanking him. At that moment, all eyes were focused on the corpse lying on the ground before them—it was Wu Fei, the one Xiao Yifeng had killed.
That was Wu Fei’s mother, Jiang Huiru, Wu Tianwen’s wife, who lay prostrate over Wu Fei’s body, her eyes brimming with tears as she sobbed in agony.
The atmosphere in the hall was so stifling it seemed as if a volcano might erupt at any moment.
At that moment, a voice filled with the weight of years rang out as Elder Master Wu, Wu Kun, made his entrance. Gazing upon the corpse of his grandson Wu Fei, his eyes were laden with deep sorrow, his body staggering with a tremble.
Immediately, several members of the Wu family rushed to support the Elder Master Wu.
"Father, do not be too agitated; it might affect your health," Wu Tianwen quickly said.
"Indeed, Father, please take care of yourself," said Wu Tianwu, urging him as well.
"Who did this? Who has the audacity to kill a scion of the Wu Family? Do they think the Wu Family is without protectors?" bellowed Wu Kun, his face twisted in rage.
"Bring Wu Hao in here!" Wu Tianwen commanded in a deep voice, and Wu Hao was brought in at once.
"Father, this Wu Hao was with Fei’er at the time; let him recount what happened," said Wu Tianwen in a grave tone.
"Speak, what exactly happened? Who was the cruel killer that murdered Fei’er?" Wu Kun’s gaze was fixed intently on Wu Hao, his presence exuding an intangible authority.
Wu Hao recounted everything, including the events of the previous night and the words that Xiao Yifeng had left behind, sparing no detail.
The members of the Wu Family present, upon discovering that the murderer was the castaway of the Xiao Family, all revealed a look of shock.
"It was that outcast? He had the audacity to so boldly slaughter a scion of our Wu Family; he is truly courting death!" Wu Tianwu said coldly.
"Father, you must avenge Fei’er. His death was so tragic, all his bones were crushed, and he was tormented to death alive. The murderer is devoid of all humanity, he deserves to be dismembered into thousand pieces!" Jiang Huiru cried out in a tearful voice to Wu Kun, her eyes filled with a thick murderous intent.
Wu Tianwen’s eyes were also splitting with flaws, flickering with a tumultuous rage.
"Preposterous! This Xiao Family outcast has no regard for our Wu Family at all. To kill my grandson and still dare to utter such arrogant and boundless words, does he truly think he is unchecked in Yanjing?"