Chapter 35

Since he had already killed the Zhang family's young master, Qin Fengming naturally would not stop there. The Zhang family was the greatest evil in Tenglong Town, and he would not rest until he uprooted them completely. www..com

When he returned to the Zhang residence, the banquet in the main hall had not yet ended.

Qin Fengming once again hid in the shadows, looking for an opportunity to eliminate the Zhang family's chief villain.

"Quick, someone, Young Master Zhang is dead, Young Master Zhang is dead."

"Young Master Zhang has been murdered."

After just a moment, the quiet rear courtyard of the Zhang residence suddenly echoed with a shrill cry. This was followed by the wailing of several women.

The mournful cries carried far in the deep night, making the scene even more eerie and terrifying.

In the main hall of the Zhang residence, the guests drinking wine were all startled, unsure of what had happened. Just as Zhang Chang, the head of the Zhang family, called out for someone to check, a man stumbled into the hall.

"Master, it's bad, Young Master Zhang has been killed in the side room."

The man had not even entered the hall when he fell to his knees, trembling all over, showing extreme fear.

"Zhang Rong, what exactly happened? Your young master was fine just now, how could he be assassinated now? Speak quickly," Zhang Chang, shocked and alarmed, slammed the table and shouted.

"Master Zhang died in the back room, with a large hole in his chest, blood all over the floor, and he has already passed away," Zhang Rong, startled by Zhang Chang's shout, stammered out.

Hearing Zhang Rong's words, everyone in the hall stood up and followed Zhang Chang in a panic to the rear courtyard.

Upon arriving at the room, many servants had already gathered. They all looked terrified, standing helplessly at the door. Inside, Young Master Zhang lay on the ground, unconscious, with blood everywhere, a terrifying sight.

An old man stepped forward, felt Master Zhang's nose, and then shook his head.

"How did your young master die? Speak in detail," Zhang Chang, seeing his son was indeed dead, his face changed, and he sternly asked Zhang Rong and the others.

Although his son was dead, Zhang Chang did not lose his composure.

Shaken by Zhang Chang's shout, Zhang Rong trembled and knelt, stammering, "Just now, Young Master Zhang came here to inspect the captured woman. He entered the room and then drove us all out, saying he would deal with the girl himself."

"After we left the room, after about a meal's time, we saw no movement inside, so we went to check. We called out several times, but no one responded. When we pushed open the door, we saw Young Master lying on the ground, covered in blood, and already without a pulse." After speaking, Zhang Rong collapsed to the ground, as if he had lost all his bones.

"Where is that woman? Where is she now? Find her quickly," an old man immediately asked upon hearing Zhang Rong's words.

"We didn't see her when we entered; we don't know where she went," a servant, emboldened, replied.

"Search the entire residence immediately. No one is to leave. We must find that woman," Zhang Chang shouted in anger. The guards all responded and scattered to search.

Seeing everyone in a panic, the old man said to the servants, "Quickly find a coffin and prepare to lay out the young master." Everyone hurried to carry out the tasks.

Zhang Chang led everyone back to the main hall in a rage.

After a moment, the entire Zhang residence was searched by the guards and servants, but to their disappointment, no one saw the woman.

Seeing no results, Zhang Chang angrily ordered them to go to the woman's home and bring her in.

"Father, don't worry, we will find out what happened. I will personally capture the woman, question her, and avenge my brother."

After speaking, a twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy stepped out of the hall, leading several servants toward the gate of the Zhang residence.

Not long after the boy left, the lights in the hall suddenly went out. Instantly, the spacious hall became pitch black, and chaos ensued, with shouts and cries breaking out.

Someone shouted, "Don't panic, light the lamps quickly."

After a flurry of activity, the servants finally managed to light the lamps. But when everyone, still shaken, looked at the seated Zhang family master, they saw him lying on the table, with blood flowing from his neck.

"Ah! Master, Master has also been killed."

Seeing such a bloody scene, the people present were no longer calm, and in the cries, they all ran out of the hall, the newly lit lamps extinguishing again. Such a bizarre event made everyone tremble with fear, and no one dared to step into the hall again.

The boy had just left the gate when he heard a commotion from the Zhang residence, faintly hearing, "Master Zhang is dead." He was greatly alarmed and hurried back. Seeing the terrified crowd in the courtyard and the dark hall,

"Nephew, just now... your father was killed in the hall."

Hearing this, the boy's face turned cold, but he did not show much panic. With a wave of his hand, he made a gesture with his left hand, and a yellow light attached to his body. His figure flickered, and the young master of the Zhang family was like a bird, already in the courtyard, and then he rose into the air.

Seeing this, the dozens of people present were immediately stunned into silence.

The boy, floating in the air, showed no panic. After a brief look around, he saw a figure faintly in the distance, fleeing quickly.

"Hmph, young one, where do you think you're running?" A loud shout echoed, and in the shock of the crowd, the boy disappeared like the wind.

After killing Zhang Chang, Qin Fengming did not stay at the Zhang residence but leaped out and headed back to the inn.

He thought that with his speed, even the young man with magical abilities would not catch up. Not having seen any magical techniques, he did not want to compete with the young master.

When he was almost at the inn, Qin Fengming suddenly heard a sound. He turned his head and saw a black shadow rapidly approaching from a distance. After a moment's hesitation, the black shadow was already thirty paces away.

Seeing this, Qin Fengming was instantly filled with fear. Such speed was something he had never seen before, except for himself. Without thinking, his figure flashed, and he used the Green Cloud Concealment Technique, fleeing toward the outskirts of the town. In the blink of an eye, he was dozens of paces away.