Chapter 5

The Xiao family, one of the four major powerful families in Jiangzhong.

Today is a day worth celebrating for the Xiao family. First, the Longteng Group under the Xiao family signed an agreement with the Qianjun Group, becoming the closest partners, which signifies that the Xiao family's influence has reached a new level.

Second, it is the 80th birthday of the Xiao family's patriarch, Xiao Bihe.

Outside the Xiao family villa, luxury cars gathered, and celebrities from Jiangzhong appeared one after another to celebrate the 80th birthday of the Xiao family patriarch and to congratulate the Xiao family and the Qianjun Group on becoming permanent partners.

"The Wang family has presented a thousand-year-old jade如意, valued at 8 million, wishing Mr. Xiao longevity like the sea and a life as long as the mountains."

"The Zhou family has presented a golden toad, valued at 12 million, wishing the Xiao family a continuous flow of wealth."

"The Zhao family has presented a genuine painting by Tang Bohu, valued at 8.8 million..."

At the entrance of the Xiao family, a young lady with a microphone continuously announced the gifts from the guests.

In the villa's hall, Xiao Bihe, dressed in a green outfit, though 80 years old, looked very spirited. Hearing the numerous gifts from the guests, he smiled so widely that his eyes almost closed.

The banquet gathered people from various major families in Jiangzhong.

Even the second-tier Tang family sent representatives, with Tang Tianlong going to great lengths to curry favor with the Xiao family by spending a high price to buy a jade Buddha as a gift for Xiao Bihe.

People from various major families took this opportunity to network and expand their connections.

Outside the Xiao family villa, a man wearing a brown coat and a mask carried a coffin and walked over on foot.

The coffin weighed at least 400 pounds, but the man lifted it with one hand as if it were effortless.

This man was Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen, the Dragon Commander who had once dominated the Southern Wasteland.

He returned this time for two reasons: to repay a debt and to seek revenge.

Now, he had married into the Tang family and was the husband of Tang Chuchu. To avoid causing trouble for Tang Chuchu, he wore a black mask and transformed into the Ghost-faced Yama.

Boom!

Arriving at the entrance of the Xiao family, he suddenly exerted force, and the coffin he was carrying flew out, smashing through the front door of the Xiao family villa and landing in the hall.

The sudden scene shocked everyone at the banquet.

The noisy banquet suddenly became quiet.

What's going on?

Today is Xiao Bihe's 80th birthday. Who has the nerve to send a coffin?

Xiao Bihe was chatting with the leaders of several families. Seeing the flying coffin, his face turned grim, and he roared, "What's going on? Where are the security guards? Who brought this thing in? Get it out of here quickly."

"Xiao Bihe, this coffin is a gift for you. Today is your 80th birthday, and next year on this day, it will be your memorial day."

A roar came from outside, and then a man wearing a brown coat and a ghost mask walked in.

"Who are you?" Xiao Bihe stared at Jiang Chen. This was the Xiao family, and he was the leader, a top figure in Jiangzhong. Who dared to act so recklessly here?

"The one who will take your life."

A cold voice echoed through the hall, and Jiang Chen, wearing a black ghost mask, walked forward step by step.

"You can't act so recklessly here." A man in his twenties walked over, pointing at Jiang Chen and scolding, "No matter who you are, once you enter the Xiao family, you must bow down if you're a dragon, and crawl if you're a tiger."

He was Xiao Bin, a member of the Xiao family. Xiao Bin pointed at Jiang Chen's nose, trying to pull off his black ghost mask, and said coldly, "Wearing a mask to play tricks, I want to see who you really are."

Jiang Chen suddenly moved, grabbing Xiao Bin's hand and applying a slight force, lifting him up and spinning him violently.

"Crack."

Xiao Bin's arm was torn off, and blood splattered the ground.

"Ah..."

Xiao Bin let out a heart-wrenching scream.

The celebrities from Jiangzhong who came to the banquet were terrified. Living in a peaceful era, they had never seen such a bloody scene. Many people stepped back, fearing they might be involved.

Jiang Chen, like a god of death, casually threw the severed arm on the ground. His aura was strong, and his powerful move intimidated the Xiao family members, causing them to tremble and step back.

Xiao Bihe also stepped back slightly, reaching for a weapon at his waist, preparing to kill the uninvited guest.

Jiang Chen walked step by step toward Xiao Bihe.

In the large hall, only Xiao Bin's painful cries could be heard.

After a few cries, he fainted from the pain, and the hall instantly became deathly silent, with only the footsteps carrying the aura of death.

"Kneel down."

Jiang Chen's voice echoed.

Jiang Chen's aura was overwhelming, formed from years of battle and countless kills. Under the pressure of this aura, the celebrities from Jiangzhong and the Xiao family members were all terrified, especially after seeing Xiao Bin's arm being torn off. No one dared to speak up.

The command to kneel was like a slap, shocking Xiao Bihe, who was at a loss.

At that moment, he forgot to resist and involuntarily knelt on the ground.

"Thud."

Seeing this, the celebrities from Jiangzhong were stunned.

This was Xiao Bihe, the leader of the Xiao family, one of the four major powerful families in Jiangzhong, now kneeling like a dog on the ground.

Jiang Chen held a piece of wire in his hand. This wire was peculiar, made up of numerous silver needles linked together.

"Xiao Bihe, do you know your crimes?"

At that moment, Xiao Bihe finally reacted, cold sweat pouring down his back. What's going on? Why did I kneel?

He tried to stand up but found his legs weak, unable to rise.

"Boy, do you know who you're talking to?" He tried to sound strong, reaching for a weapon at his waist, ready to kill the uninvited guest.

The other Xiao family members did not dare to step forward, fearing they might be involved.

"Let you die with your eyes open. Ten years ago, at Huaju Lake, a fire burned for a day and a night, claiming 38 lives, which need your blood to be avenged."

A cold, merciless voice echoed through the hall.

Jiang Chen moved in a flash, appearing behind Xiao Bihe, and wrapped the wire made of silver needles around his neck, applying a slight force.

Blood splattered, and the head fell to the ground.

"Ah."

The celebrities from Jiangzhong screamed in terror, all crouching on the ground, trembling. The Xiao family members, seeing Xiao Bihe's gruesome death, were also terrified.

Jiang Chen took out a black bag, put the head in it, and turned to leave.

After he left, the Xiao family villa was deathly silent, with everyone crouching on the ground, hands covering their heads, while Xiao Bihe's headless body lay quietly in the hall.

...

At the Jiang family cemetery, in front of Jiang Tian's grave.

Jiang Chen put down the black bag and leaned against the tombstone.

He took out a bottle of wine, drank a large mouthful, and then poured it on the ground in front of the grave.

"Grandfather, rest in peace. Your grandson will ensure that the Jiang family's souls rest in peace, and I will find a way to reclaim the Huayue Mountain Residence Map."

After saying this, he stood up and left.

Back at the Imperial Residence, he took a shower.

At the Xiao family villa.

The celebrities from Jiangzhong who came to celebrate had all left.

In the hall, a coffin was placed, and Xiao Bihe's body lay quietly on the ground.

Xiao Bin, whose arm was torn off, had been sent to the hospital.

The Xiao family members were all kneeling in front of Xiao Bihe's body.

The leader was a woman in a dress, sexy and beautiful, Xiao Bihe's youngest daughter, Xiao Roran.

She, who had single-handedly caused chaos in the Jiang family and destroyed it, had a somber expression on her beautiful face.

"Have you called the fourth brother?"

Xiao Roran's angry voice echoed in the silent hall.

"Yes, I have."

"Leave everything as it is, wait for the fourth brother to return."

...

In the dead of night, at the Jiangzhong military district, several helicopters landed, with "Western Border" carved on them.

A middle-aged man in a military uniform, with a cold expression, got off the helicopter.

Outside, a row of fully armed soldiers stood straight, saluting instantly.

Then, several Pajero cars drove up, and the middle-aged man got into one, which headed directly to the Xiao family villa.

Upon returning, the middle-aged man saw the situation at the Xiao family villa and the headless body of Xiao Bihe lying in the hall. He instantly took off his hat and knelt down.

"Father, I came too late. I swear, whoever did this, I will not let them go unpunished."

A roar filled with boundless anger echoed.

"Fourth brother." Xiao Roran walked over.

The man in front of her was none other than Xiao Bihe's fourth son, Xiao Zhan.

Xiao Zhan had a blank expression and a somber tone, "I need the surveillance video from the banquet."

"Yes, I'll get it right away." Xiao Roran nodded and immediately instructed someone to fetch the video.

Xiao Zhan stood up, examined Xiao Bihe's wounds, and then watched the video, seeing the entire process of Jiang Chen killing Xiao Bihe.

His face was cold, and he asked, "What did this person say before killing Father?"

Xiao Roran replied, "Ten years ago, at Huaju Lake, a fire burned for a day and a night, claiming 38 lives, which need your blood to be avenged."

Hearing this, Xiao Zhan clenched his fists, his face darkening, "A remnant of the Jiang family?"

"Probably."

Xiao Zhan covered his face and slightly waved his hand at Xiao Roran, saying, "Let Father rest in peace. Keep the funeral simple. I will go to the capital tonight to ask a certain important person if any remnants of the Jiang family are still alive."