C38 How Can You be so Strong?!

"What... How is this possible?!"

He had been surrounded by over thirty guards, but now, only a few stood, the rest decimated.

These guards were renowned for being at least fifth-level Body Refiners.

Each was an elite warrior, meticulously selected and trained by his father, Qin Yunhai, known for their exceptional combat skills.

"Who are you, and why have you massacred the Qin family's people? Are you intent on becoming an enemy of the Qin family?"

Qin Shan gritted his teeth in rage as he shouted at the figure drenched in blood.

"Swoosh!"

Qin Feng slowly raised his head, fixing his gaze on Qin Shan. His crimson eyes glinted with a bone-chilling murderous intent.

"It's you?!"

Recognition dawned on Qin Shan's face as he saw Qin Feng, his expression twisting in horror. He knew that face, smeared with blood, all too well—it was the very one he had always wanted to eradicate.

"Qin Feng? How can this be? You're still alive?!"

The entire scenario was surreal.

Qin Shan struggled to accept that the man standing before him was Qin Feng, whose terrifying combat strength and icy stare were nothing like the failure he remembered.

"Sorry to disappoint you, Qin Shan," came Qin Feng's reply, his voice carrying a frosty edge that sent shivers down the spine.

"Hmph, so what if you're alive? You've surprised me, I'll admit. I didn't think you'd come out alive after facing the Vicious Beasts in the uncultivated forest."

"But that's irrelevant now! I may not know what fortune has made you so powerful, but my father and the rest will arrive soon. Today, you cannot escape your fate!"

"Qin Feng, listen to me: give up, confess, and wait for the family's punishment!"

Qin Shan's astonishment at Qin Feng's combat prowess didn't scare him.

The Qin family was under Qin Yunhai's firm grip, and no matter how formidable Qin Feng might be, he couldn't contend with the entire Qin family's power.

"Punishment?"

Qin Feng's response was a soft, mocking laugh.

As Qin Feng remained unfazed, Qin Shan's arrogance grew.

"You're right! Qin Feng, for the blood of so many Qin family guards on your hands, your crimes are beyond forgiveness. The family will deal with you harshly. And it won't just be you—anyone connected to you will pay..."

Qin Feng's silhouette flickered with such speed that Qin Shan couldn't react in time. In an instant, an unimaginable force hammered into Qin Shan's abdomen.

"Puff!" A torrent of blood spurted from Qin Shan's mouth as his body convulsed violently, his insides feeling as if they were being shattered. The intense pain from his body's collapse left him too weak to even let out a scream.

"Hmph!" With a swift motion, Qin Feng's right hand clamped down on Qin Shan's throat, his gaze icy as he looked down at him.

"Stop it! Qin Feng, what are you doing?"

"How dare you! Such disrespect to the Young Lord is unforgivable!"

Qin Feng's movements were so fast that it took a moment for his subordinates to realize what had happened, and they erupted in angry shouts.

"Silence!" Qin Feng's grip on Qin Shan's neck tightened, forcing out a pained howl before he coldly swept his eyes over the onlookers, silencing them with his command.

The sheer malevolence in his eyes sent chills down the spines of those present, their skin prickling with fear.

"Qin Feng, how can you be so strong? It's impossible! I am a Body Tempering level 7 Fighter!" Qin Shan's words were a mix of blood and saliva, his face twisted in pain and defiance as he roared his disbelief.

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