Volume One, Chapter Eight: The Childhood Betrothal Made Years Ago

Liu Xiong was taken aback, clearly not expecting Chen Fan to make such a decision.

So, would Qian Hu really take action?

At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

The atmosphere grew heavy.

Chen Fan didn’t urge him; he simply waited quietly for Qian Hu to make his choice.

Would he fight to the death or kill his wife and child to protect himself?

“I’ve been married to Old Qian for decades, and you expect him to kill me just like that? Are you dreaming?”

“Old Qian, kill him!”

“Dad, kill this bastard! Avenge Uncle Biao!”

Qian Hu’s eyes were bloodshot, his teeth clenched tightly, fists balled up.

He was struggling, hesitating.

After a long moment, Qian Hu stood up.

“Old Qian, go ahead and strike. Kill this little beast…”

Qian Mu screamed wildly, thinking Qian Hu was about to attack Chen Fan, but in the next second, her words were cut off abruptly.

Her throat was grabbed.

Her feet dangled in the air as Qian Hu lifted her by the neck.

“Crack!”

A crisp sound echoed as Qian Mu’s neck was snapped instantly.

She could never have dreamed that her husband of decades would be the one to kill her.

“Mom…”

Qian Youliang was overwhelmed with grief; his mother was dead.

Killed by his own father’s hand.

He couldn’t believe any of this was real.

“Dad, no, please don’t kill me…”

When Qian Hu’s gaze fell upon him, Qian Youliang was terrified.

He did not want to die.

He didn’t step back but begged desperately, “Dad, I’m your own son. You can’t kill me! If I die, the Qian family line ends with me!”

With tears in his eyes and a trembling voice, Qian Hu said, “Xiao Liang, your mother is lonely down there. You should go keep her company.”

“No, I don’t want to die, I don’t…”

Fear of death engulfed him, and Qian Youliang collapsed to the ground, clutching Qian Hu’s hand, begging pitifully.

But in the end, Qian Hu struck him down with a single palm.

“One is your wife of decades, the other your own son. You could actually bring yourself to do this? Old Qian dog, your heart truly is cruel!”

Liu Xiong’s expression was complicated. He had expected Qian Hu to fight desperately but hadn’t imagined he would kill his wife and son to save himself.

“Daring to disrespect the young master, they deserve to die.”

“Old Qian dog, after all these years, you’re still as spineless as ever,” Chen Fan said with a hint of disdain. “I thought you’d fight me to the bitter end…”

“No way!”

Qian Hu forced out a grimace more pitiful than tears. “With An Lao by your side, even ten of me wouldn’t harm the young master.”

“Ten years ago, Grandfather An was severely injured and now only has the strength of a one-star warrior, weaker than you,” Chen Fan said casually. “If you really want to make a move, he wouldn’t be able to stop you.”

Qian Hu was stunned. All these years, he had believed that the head of the covert guards, Liu Xiong, had long since become a five-star warrior.

Now Chen Fan claimed Liu Xiong only had the power of a one-star warrior.

At this moment, Qian Hu felt mocked.

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