Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting with brother's wife and young sister Chapter 887 476: Why Are the Gaps Between People So Wide?

"Then... there's no other choice!"

In the present circumstances, they had no option but to obey his commands fully.

Yet... Ye Jinghong gazed at him gravely, "The Ye Family cannot be harmed, you promised me that."

His own safety meant little to him, yet the Ye Family stood apart.

This remained his single demand.

"Rest assured, if the Shen Family strikes at the Ye Family, I will head straight to the Imperial City myself and extract your kin,"

Chen Xuan vowed in a grave tone.

Deep down, he was certain this scenario wouldn't unfold—the accusation of slaying the head of the Three Judicial Departments alone would plunge the Shen Family into deep turmoil.

Besides, Qin Ying had experienced a bloodline reversal, propelling her standing far beyond its previous heights.

Only if Shen Chong discarded all concern for his prospects would he dare act.

...

Ye Jinghong personally delivered Shen Tong back to the Three Judicial Departments within the Imperial City.

"Elder Zhan, please stand up for your subordinate,"

Ye Jinghong dropped to his knees, tears flowing freely, appearing utterly wronged.

"Get up!"

Zhan Tian shot him a fierce look, snorted, and barked, "Quit weeping like some damsel. You're alive, aren't you?"

"Thank you, Elder Zhan."

Ye Jinghong rose gradually, though his tears kept falling.

Right then, he resembled no chief at all, more like a pitiful, spurned bride.

Zhan Tian ignored him, fixing his eyes on the stoic Shen Tong instead. Who could have foreseen Ye Jinghong's audacity?

Now... Shen Tong faced dire straits, and the Shen Family would endure Zhan Tian's fury too.

"Damn it!"

Inwardly cursing his folly for his oversight, he lamented that quashing Ye Jinghong early would have prevented this mess.

In truth, Shen Tong had been far too lax, underestimating Ye Jinghong entirely.

He had also misjudged Chen Xuan.

Or maybe he trusted his prowess too much.

At the peak of Dao Realm sixth stage, he could unleash seventh-stage might in desperate combat. Yet against Chen Xuan, one punch had crushed him.

"Shen Tong, did what he claims really happen?"

"No!"

Shen Tong denied it outright.

Cai Kun, off to the side, sneered silently at the denial.

He eyed Shen Tong like a complete fool.

Familiar with Ye Jinghong, Cai Kun knew he wouldn't fabricate tales before Elder Zhan. Thus... Shen Tong was the liar.

"It's over!"

"Hmph!"

True enough, Zhan Tian huffed coldly, then jabbed a finger, sending the Soul Hook Bell soaring from Shen Tong's grasp into his own.

"Fool!"

"Shen Chong was wise not to appoint you as Shen Family head."

Zhan Tian scarcely glanced his way.

With a finger flick, a thread of spiritual power shot forth—"Dingling dingling..."

The Soul Hook Bell trembled violently.

Soon, Ye Jinghong's distinct aura wafted from the Soul Hook Bell.

"How is this possible?!"

Shen Tong stood dumbfounded, baffled by Ye Jinghong's aura clinging to the Soul Hook Bell.

Yet Zhan Tian offered no clarification. With a casual gesture, the Soul Hook Bell drifted before Cai Kun. "Carry the Soul Hook Bell and this fool to Shen Chong. Demand he explain himself."

"Yes, Elder Zhan,"

Cai Kun murmured softly, fully expecting the task. He alone possessed the finesse for confronting Shen Chong.

He approached Shen Tong, Soul Hook Bell in tow, "Will you walk yourself, or must I haul you?"

"Hmph!"

Shen Tong scoffed coldly and strode outward.

"Heh,"

Cai Kun smirked, offered Zhan Tian a slight bow, then departed the hall.

Once gone, Zhan Tian faced Ye Jinghong. "Was it that youngster who slew Shen Xuan?"

Under the sharp questioning, Ye Jinghong answered swiftly, "I can't confirm if he truly did it."

"Hmm?"

Zhan Tian scowled in annoyance, but Ye Jinghong pressed on, "To be frank, Elder Zhan, I questioned him, yet he never confessed."

"That said, I strongly suspect he's the culprit."

His statements rang true; Chen Xuan had never owned up to the deed.

How could Ye Jinghong claim otherwise?

"Is that so?"

Zhan Tian pondered aloud.

The Hall Master had pinned it on Hidden Kill, prompting the Shen Family's subsequent clash with them.

However...

"Why would this occur?"

Doubt lingered in him. From Ye Jinghong's demeanor and words, it seemed credible.

Did that imply the Hall Master erred?

Preposterous!

The Hall Master's judgments were always flawless!

Zhan Tian's thoughts churned restlessly.

"Damn!"

"This brat's no ordinary foe!"

Muttering curses inside, he grasped that even the Hall Master had been hoodwinked by the youth.

"Elder Zhan, do you require more from me? If not, may I head back to Molan Mansion?"

His role here had ended; as a mere pawn, he held no significance. Besides, Elder Zhan's presence unnerved him thoroughly.

He yearned to flee without delay.

"What's the rush!"

Zhan Tian refocused, snapping at him.

"Why is this youth set against Dark Moon?"

Cai Kun had reported Chen Xuan's scheme via Ye Jinghong but omitted the motive.

Intrigued by the boy's scheme, he wondered at it.

In his own brash younger days, he paled beside this audacity.

"I lack the details, but it appears tied to the Winged Whirlwind Dragon Beast!"

"No wonder!"

Enlightenment struck Zhan Tian.

This youth covets the Winged Whirlwind Dragon Beast—practically a declaration of war on that old codger!

Dark Moon would never yield it.

Suddenly, the plot sharpened into focus.

Craving the Winged Whirlwind Dragon Beast likely meant advancing his Body Tempering; had his physique grown that formidable?

While others might be oblivious, Zhan Tian knew the beast's blood could forge supreme Body Tempering Elixirs.

"By the way, how powerful is this youth nowadays?"