Lu Xin forced a smile, not daring to show the slightest dissatisfaction.
"Then scram!"
Chen Zheng waved his hand.
The next moment, Lu Xin felt the terrifying aura that enveloped him dissipate, and the Red Tasseled Spear pressed against his waist was withdrawn.
A figure as crimson as fire walked past him.
He looked up and glanced, his heart growing increasingly terrified.
"So this is the Red Armor Army!"
Such an expert, within the Red Armor Army, must at least be at the commander level!
To still be able to dispatch such an expert back, could it be that Marquis Chiye is truly still alive?
For a moment, Lu Xin's mind was in turmoil.
"Chen Zheng! You've offended the three great Families, there's no longer a place for you in Yan City! Now you've even laid such a heavy hand on me, you're cutting off your own path to survival!"
Yang Wenyao's expression was twisted, his words filled with hatred!
As long as Marquis Chiye didn't return, Chen Zheng couldn't be considered safe! From what he had investigated so far, all three Families hated Chen Zheng to the bone!
Even if he went to Xuanlin Academy, if he didn't rely on their Yang Family's influence, Chen Zheng would surely die!
He had come to their door proactively, Chen Zheng should have been grateful!
But he hadn't expected Chen Zheng to not care at all.
Hearing this, Chen Zheng sneered, as if he had heard the biggest joke.
The Yang Family, as his mother's relatives, had turned a blind eye to the Chen Family's plight, and now, at the Chen Manor's most difficult time, they were adding salt to the wound!
In some respects, they were actually more hateful than those people from the Tian Family!
"If you don't want to leave, then you don't have to!"
Chen Zheng's expression calmed down, but a hint of Killing Intent appeared in his eyes!
"Go! Young Marquis, don't be angry, we'll leave immediately!"
Lu Xin covered Yang Wenyao's mouth, not daring to let him speak any more nonsense, and ran out of the Chen Manor as if fleeing for his life.
Halfway there, a rectangular box suddenly fell from Yang Wenyao's body.
"My stuff! My stuff fell!"
Yang Wenyao said anxiously.
Lu Xin was about to turn back to pick it up, but Chen Hongying was a step ahead of him, flashing to the wooden box, and with a flick of her spear tip, the wooden box landed in her hand. She didn't even look at it, throwing it directly to Chen Zheng.
"Chen Zheng! That's my stuff! Give it back to me!"
Yang Wenyao said sharply.
Yang Wenyao's anxious appearance aroused Chen Zheng's interest.
"So anxious, it seems like it's a good thing?"
However, Chen Zheng also kept his guard up. To prevent the box from containing hidden weapons or similar items, he directly flipped the wooden box over before opening the clasp.
A book-like object fell out of the box onto the ground.
"Hmm? It's a Martial Skill!"
On the cover of the book, the words "Wind and Thunder Saber Technique" were written with powerful, sweeping strokes, grand and imposing.
After confirming there was no danger, Chen Zheng picked up the book. After flipping through it for a while, he was even more surprised: "It's even a High Grade Yellow Rank Saber Technique!"
"Chen Zheng! Give me back the Martial Skill! That's my Yang Family's property!"
Yang Wenyao was frantic with anxiety.
"Yang Family's property? I'm sorry, your Yang Family took so much gold, silver, and jewels from my Chen Family, so this Saber Technique will count as interest!"
Chen Zheng put away the Saber Technique with satisfaction, saying indifferently.
After achieving Perfection in the Flowing Cloud Saber Technique, he was worried about not having a Martial Skill to Cultivate. After all, Martial Skills of a lower grade than the Flowing Cloud Saber Technique were not worth practicing, and Martial Skills above Medium Grade Yellow Rank were hard to come by!
This Wind and Thunder Saber Technique came at just the right time!
"You! You're shameless!"
Yang Wenyao's lips trembled with anger.
This Wind and Thunder Saber Technique was obtained by the Yang Family at a huge cost. This time, they had Yang Wenyao bring it to Yan City, originally intending to use this High Grade Yellow Rank Martial Skill as an apology if Chen Yu really returned, to seek forgiveness.
But with things having escalated to this point, there was no need to give away this Martial Skill anymore!
Yet, it still ended up in Chen Zheng's hands!
"Shameless? Compared to your Yang Family, I, Chen Zheng, can definitely be called a Moral Saint! For the sake of this Saber Technique, I'll give you three more seconds to disappear from my sight, otherwise, you'll be responsible for your own life or death!"
Chen Zheng waved his hand, as if shooing away flies.
"Uncle Xin! Go snatch the Martial Skill back for me!"
Yang Wenyao was somewhat muddled with anger at this point.
But Lu Xin was not muddled at all!
"Farewell!"
Feeling Chen Hongying's Killing Intent rise again, Lu Xin was very cowardly. He ignored Yang Wenyao's wailing and ran away!
Chen Zheng turned to look at Ling'er: "Ling'er, are you alright?"
Ling'er had recovered by this time. Seeing Yang Wenyao's miserable state, her anger subsided, and she shook her head repeatedly, saying: "Young Lord, don't worry, Ling'er is fine!"
Chen Zheng looked at Yang Su again.
Yang Su looked a little lost at this moment.
When the Yang Family people came to their door today, she had initially harbored expectations, but Yang Wenyao's probing words had shattered all her illusions.
"Mother, there's no need to be sad over these guys."
Chen Zheng stepped forward to comfort her.
Yang Su shook her head and forced a smile: "Zheng'er is right, Mother isn't sad."
"By the way, why did the Yang Family people suddenly come to visit?"
Chen Zheng changed the subject.
Yang Su briefly explained the process, and Chen Zheng couldn't help but sneer after hearing it: "The Yang Family is afraid that Father will come back and settle scores with them! So they sent this Yang Wenyao to inquire about the situation, but when he found out Father wasn't here, he revealed his true colors again."
Yang Su sighed: "Forget it! We just won't associate with them anymore."
After this incident, she had completely given up on the Yang Family.
Chen Zheng didn't know how to comfort her. In such matters, his mother could only adjust her mood herself.
At this moment, Chen Hongying walked over and handed two green crystal cards to Chen Zheng: "Young Lord, I've collected the Tian Family's debt. There are two million gold coins in each card, not a single cent less."
Chen Zheng hadn't forgotten about the bet. Early in the morning, he and Chen Hongying had split into two groups; he went to the Qingge Auction House, while Chen Hongying went to the Tian Family to collect the debt.
Otherwise, Yang Wenyao probably wouldn't have been able to flaunt his power in the Chen Manor.
"You've worked hard!"
Chen Zheng reached out and took them, a smile on his Face.
As the saying goes, it's not easy to live in the Imperial City!
With the Chen Manor's current financial resources, moving to the Imperial Capital would indeed be a bit stretched, but with these two million gold coins from the Tian Family, settling down in the Imperial City would at least be no problem!
At the same time.
Lu Xin took Yang Wenyao back to the inn where they were staying.
"That was a High Grade Yellow Rank Martial Skill! Just like that, it's gone!"
Yang Wenyao was filled with remorse.
Beside him, Lu Xin, who was checking his injuries, delivered another piece of bad news: "Young Master Yang! Your injuries are very serious, the hope of a full recovery is very slim..."
Chen Zheng had struck hard. If Yang Wenyao wanted to fully recover, he would probably need a large amount of precious resources!
Given Yang Wenyao's status in the Yang Family, the Yang Family might not be willing to pay such a high price to treat him!
Moreover, this time in Yan City, Yang Wenyao not only failed to mend relations with the Chen Family but also lost a High Grade Yellow Rank Martial Skill. After returning, he would probably have to endure the Family's punishment... In short, Yang Wenyao was finished!
Thinking of this, Lu Xin's gaze towards Yang Wenyao became a little colder.
"Young Master Yang, you should rest well. I'll go prepare the carriage."
Lu Xin turned and left.
Looking at the slowly closing door, Yang Wenyao, who had realized his predicament, was filled with despair.