Jiang Feng looked at the Fu Family members who were terrified out of their wits, shrouded in despair, and sighed lightly.

Without paying much attention, he had again obliterated a family of gigantic stature in the Provincial City; his temper had been quite unpredictable lately.

He didn’t blame Fu Heng for dying of fright. In fact, after witnessing Jiang Feng repeatedly exterminating the Fu Family’s tributors with his invincible supernatural abilities, Fu Heng’s psychological defenses had long since crumbled.

Anyone in his shoes would inevitably face such an end.

"You want to survive?!" Jiang Feng looked expressionlessly at the sixty-plus Fu Family members kowtowing.

"Yes!!! We beg you, spare us! We have no enmity or resentment toward you; it was solely the Family Head...no, it was Fu Heng and Fu Dabiao, those father and son, along with the shrew Liang Hong who provoked you. Now they’re either dead or escaped, and the Fu Family is changing drastically. Please pity us and let us go..."

An elder of the same generation as Fu Heng pleaded with Jiang Feng bitterly, seemingly about to break his forehead from kowtowing.

"You mentioned escape? So Fu Dabiao and his spouse have already hidden inside, right?" Jiang Feng glanced at the villa ahead, sneering coldly.

The Fu Family members were startled; someone quickly said, "Please rest assured! Starting today, we all unanimously declare Fu Dabiao and Liang Hong as the culprits of the Fu Family. We’ll collectively expel them along with their troublemaking son, Fu Meng. We’ll throw them out of the Fu Family so they can never return..."

Jiang Feng narrowed his eyes and teased, "Really?"

"Yes, yes! How dare we deceive you? If you don’t believe it, we’ll go drag their family of three out now..." the elder who spoke earlier said hurriedly.

"Liu Feixu!" Jiang Feng suddenly called.

"Here! Sir..." Liu Feixu hurriedly got up, crawling to Jiang Feng’s side.

He had witnessed how Jiang Feng effortlessly exterminated Wei Jiuxiang, Feng Lei, and others. In his eyes, Jiang Feng had ascended to a god-like figure, becoming an endless nightmare in his life.

Therefore, his last strand of hope and luck was shattered; wholly obedient and worshipful towards Jiang Feng!

"Did you hear what they said just now?" Jiang Feng asked, looking at the Fu Family members at his feet.

"Sir, I heard it all!" Liu Feixu nodded immediately.

"Then help me ensure they follow through, and from now on, you’ll speak for the Fu Family," Jiang Feng said lightly.

"Me?!" Liu Feixu pointed to his nose.

The over sixty Fu Family members, hearing Jiang Feng’s words, looked at Liu Feixu in disbelief—was he going to make Liu Feixu a proxy for the Fu Family?

But Liu Feixu, at best, was a tributor; previously, although his status was high, it wasn’t enough to manage a family...

"Is there a problem?" Jiang Feng frowned, asked displeasedly.

"No, no! I’ll follow your orders faithfully!" Liu Feixu hurriedly nodded in acceptance, terrified.

"That’s good." Jiang Feng snorted coldly, "I don’t want today’s events to be spread out. You handle everything about the Fu Family. Any problems, I’ll find you."

"Yes!!!" Liu Feixu dared not disobey, quickly promising Jiang Feng that he wouldn’t disappoint him.

Jiang Feng sneered slightly before leaving.

For him, truly wanting to destroy a family like the Fu Family was as simple as playing.

However, he indeed found it unnecessary. As he stated, he wasn’t a butcher; needless killing of innocents was not for him.

Besides, he had grown accustomed to cultivating proxy agents recently—one in Jiangdong, one in the Capital City, and now one in Jiangzhong.

Thus, places for refuge would be secure in these three regions going forward.

Nor did he worry about Liu Feixu betraying him since his previous actions had already subjugated Liu Feixu, and even if Liu Feixu dared to harbor intentions of betrayal, he could handle him in minutes.

Watching Jiang Feng pick up a few corpses on the ground, throw them onto the car roof, and leave directly, Liu Feixu unconsciously recalled the scene of him absorbing Gao Huabin at the construction site, shuddering again.

"Why are you still kneeling there? Didn’t you hear what the sir said? Go quickly, drag Fu Dabiao, Liang Hong, and that trash Fu Meng, and throw them down the mountain!"

Liu Feixu glared fiercely at the Fu Family members behind him, angrily demanding: "The Fu Family must reflect behind closed doors from today! Without my permission, no one is allowed to spread this information. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"

He was the only surviving tributor, and despite fractures and severe injuries, his prowess was slightly diminished.

Yet, he remained a master fallen from the Peak Realm—like a hollow camel bigger than a horse; ordinary maestros, grandmasters, and even human kings might still struggle to deal with him, as his abilities remained formidable.

"Yes!"

The Fu Family members, despite feeling somewhat reluctant to let an outsider preside over and lead, dared not defy and hurried back to the villa to follow his instructions.

...

Later, on Jiang Feng’s way down the mountain, he first found a deserted place to convert and absorb Feng Lei, Wei Jiuxiang, Lan Fengyang, and Qi Longsheng’s corpses into Demonic Qi.

Among them, Qi Longsheng hadn’t really died but was severely comatose, whom Jiang Feng further killed and absorbed similarly.

Anyway, keeping such people would only cause trouble; instead, repurposing them was wise.

Afterwards, Jiang Feng casually found a roadside car wash, washed the car, and leisurely drove back to the city center.

By this time, it was already dark. Counting the time, since separating from Lin Chuxue, he had been out for nearly three hours.

At this moment, he had the urge to pull out his phone, only to find it was blown up—with calls, messages bombarding, and numerous overflowing WeChat messages.

Among them were not only messages from Lin Chuxue but also those from Nangong Qingcheng, Chu Feifei, and other women at home.

The women had never experienced Jiang Feng being out so long without returning home, naturally leading them to worry.

Jiang Feng couldn’t help but edit a message to each of them, kindly lying, saying he was still handling business outside and would return once completed.

After reassuring the women at home, he received a call from Lin Chuxue, whose first words were an angry yet worried sound: "Jiang Feng, where exactly have you been? Are you coming over or not?!"

How could Lin Chuxue not be upset!

Tonight was the day her parents warmly entertained relatives and guests!

Yet the scene featured her, the sole "bride," with the "groom" Jiang Feng nowhere in sight!

Whenever a relative asked, she had to find ways to excuse Jiang Feng, now almost running out of pretexts.

Besides, she also knew they had offended the Fu Family today, and the Fu Family could retaliate anytime, causing her unrest throughout the afternoon.

Finally connecting with Jiang Feng, she couldn’t help but express her grievances.

"Don’t panic; I’m on my way now." Jiang Feng chuckled and drove straight to the hotel, with meticulous calm.