South of the city, the headquarters of the Skeleton Gang.
Mournful music, white silk, wreaths...
The entire estate seemed to have transformed into a bleak white world at this moment, with white banners fluttering everywhere. At the entrance to the main residence, two Soul Summoning Banners stood erected, inscribed with "O Soul, Return."
Guests at the entrance came in an unending stream; almost every influential power within Iron Wolf City had received an invitation.
The person ostensibly in charge of this memorial service was Tang Lie, but in truth, Tang Lie had already cozied up with the City Lord Mansion early on.
The face of the City Lord Mansion, no one dared not give respect.
Even those Elders of the Skeleton Gang who sneered at Tang Lie and Jian Baizhang, the so-called "Acting Gang Leaders," had no choice but to come to the Spirit Hall to offer incense.
After all, in name, they were still subordinates of the three Gang Leaders Guo; should they not show up, they would hardly be able to convince the crowd.
Atop the Spirit Hall, despite the mournful music filling the air, in reality, no one’s heart bore the slightest hint of sorrow.
Even the performers hired specifically to weep bitterly at the Spirit Hall struggled to squeeze out a few tears.
One after another, guests entered the Spirit Hall to offer incense to the three Gang Leaders Guo, though of course, it was nothing more than a formality.
Tang Lie and Jian Baizhang, with mourning bands on their heads, bowed in return to each guest’s salute.
"Elder Peng, you’ve finally arrived."
At this moment, a middle-aged man with a thick beard and fierce eyes entered the Spirit Hall, with a white ribbon tied around his arm.
Elder Peng did not acknowledge Tang Lie, but instead, with a huff, he briskly walked to the spirit tablets of the three Gang Leaders, casually inserted three sticks of incense, and as he passed by Tang Lie, he whispered in a lowered voice, "Tang Lie, oh Tang Lie, you’ve come up with such methods to amass wealth, truly worthy of being the Skeleton Gang’s number one strategist! But, swallowing the Skeleton Gang whole by yourself, I fear that’s more than you can handle!"
"Let’s just wait and see!" Tang Lie sneered, yet his facial expression remained unchanged, only saying indifferently, "Next, please!"
Before long, Tianlin Commerce’s caravan finally arrived outside the headquarters of the Skeleton Gang. After arranging the horses, they entered the estate under the reception of several Skeleton Gang disciples.
However, no one noticed that among the crowd from Tianlin Commerce, there was a youth—it was Ling Feng, who had slain the three Gang Leaders Guo.
With a shout from within the Spirit Hall, it was finally Tianlin Commerce’s turn to offer incense to the three Gang Leaders—naturally, the main point was to leave the condolence money.
Wang Tianlin took a deep breath, glanced at Ling Feng beside him, and his forehead began to sweat slightly.
He felt like his heart was about to leap out.
The murderer appearing at the victim’s Spirit Hall was quite ironic.
Ling Feng said with a faint smile, striding into the Spirit Hall with a spring in his step.
The guests seated around all frowned slightly.
Just what family’s young scion was this? Regardless of anything else, this was a memorial service, and here he was, all smiles, and walking so cheerfully, wasn’t that inappropriate?
However, as Tang Lie and Jian Baizhang looked closely and recognized Ling Feng, they almost scattered all the precious offering money they held.
"You... you... how could it be you?"
Jian Baizhang looked particularly flustered, taking several steps back in panic, almost knocking over the altar.
"Who is this youngster?"
"This is getting interesting! Someone’s here to stir things up!"
At the Spirit Hall, the guests exchanged looks, but it wasn’t long before someone had an answer.
An Elder who had once joined hands with Guo Ao to besiege Ling Feng clenched his fist and said with a grave expression, "This lad is Ling Feng!"
As these words burst forth, they provoked a reaction akin to a stone stirring up a thousand ripples!
"Ling Feng? Isn’t that the kid who killed Guo Ao and his brothers?"
"Boy, that kid went and killed all three brothers in succession, and now he’s showing up at their Spirit Hall. There’s probably no one more arrogant than this kid in this world."
"That’s what you call audacity beyond measure! No wonder the Skeleton Gang seems to be so afraid of him!"
Naturally, some people silently approved—after all, the Skeleton Gang was not made of good material.
It was just that in the face of Tang Lie’s tyranny, who would willingly offer incense to those three cursed fools!
From a distance at the entrance, Wang Tianlin watched with the word "respect" swelling in his heart for Ling Feng.
"Heh heh, just paying a visit to some old friends, why so nervous?"
Ling Feng ignored the surrounding chatter, raised an eyebrow with a smile, reached out, and grabbed a handful of paper money from the ground, throwing it into the fire pit before him.
"Gang Leader Guo, I wonder if the Netherworld has been lonely? Otherwise, how about I send a few more brothers down, so you can establish your own force there and reign supreme?"
Ling Feng chuckled meaningfully, casting a malicious glance at Tang Lie and Jian Baizhang.
Jian Baizhang swallowed his saliva with difficulty, his legs trembling slightly.
That Ling Feng, even when surrounded by two gang leaders, had managed to kill one and escape unscathed.
Moreover, he had even returned alive from the Sky Demon Forest despite the encroaching Demon Clan army.
With his modest abilities, how could he dare to confront Ling Feng?
"What’s the panic?" Tang Lie narrowed his eyes, casting a disdainful glance at Jian Baizhang.
A useless person is a useless person. If not for his utility, Tang Lie would have disposed of him long ago.
"Young Master Ling, right." Tang Lie stepped forward and saluted Ling Feng, "If Young Master Ling is here to pay respects to Gang Leader Guo, I thank you in advance. However, if you’re here to cause trouble, our Skeleton Gang is not afraid of trouble—"
Before Tang Lie could finish his fierce speech, Ling Feng spit a thick wad of phlegm directly onto his face.
"You—" Tang Lie shuddered violently, rage swirling in his eyes as he glared at Ling Feng.
"Oops, my apologies. I was merely spitting in tribute to Gang Leader Guo, but I seem to have missed. However, some people are just shameless with wide faces—it’s easy to attract phlegm!"
Ling Feng shrugged nonchalantly.
At the Spirit Hall, many guests struggled to hold back their laughter, wishing to laugh but not daring to let it out, their faces turning red with the effort.
Truth be told, what this young man named Ling Feng said was too accurate.
Tang Lie indeed had a shameless and wide face that attracted phlegm!
Tang Lie felt as if his lungs were about to explode with anger, grinding his teeth loudly, he wiped his face clean and gritted out, "Ling Feng, don’t push people too far!"
"Bullying? I haven’t seen anyone," Ling Feng replied coldly with a smile, "I only see a barking dog. A dog that continues to bite even after its master is dead should not be left alive."
Tang Lie clenched his fists tighter and snorted coldly, "Ling Feng, you are too arrogant. Do you think just because you managed to kill Guo Ao and the others, you can disrespect everyone? Who do you think you are?"
Just then, a shout came from outside the door, "The City Lord has arrived!"
Tang Lie immediately burst into loud laughter, "Ling Feng, oh Ling Feng, your end has come!"