The Forsaken's Revenge

The man surnamed Song suddenly burst out laughing, his tone mocking. "Chen Zheng, are you really that clueless, or are you just playing dumb?"

Chen Zheng glanced at the man but didn't engage him. Instead, he fixed his gaze on the man surnamed Zhao. "This is Lin Xiaofei. He's also an employee of the Lin Family Corporation, and he's like a brother to me. If you have something to say, just say it."

The man surnamed Song sneered and shot a look at the man surnamed Zhao, who immediately understood and joined in the mockery. "Chen Zheng, stop playing the fool. Lin Xiaofei is a mere merchant, and the Lin Family Corporation headquarters is right here in Jiangnan City."

"Oh, is that so?" Chen Zheng's eyes widened in mock realization. He shook his head with a smile. "Lin Xiaofei is an office worker for the Lin Family Corporation. I, on the other hand, have no interest in working there as a security guard."

Upon hearing this, the man surnamed Zhao's eyes sharpened. "You don't want to be a security guard? Are you afraid we'll send someone to deal with you?"

Anger flashed across Lin Xiaofei's face. He glared at Zhao Zhipeng and gritted his teeth. "Zhao Zhipeng, cut the crap! Brother Chen isn't afraid of you; he's afraid you'll make a fool of yourself!"

"Make a fool of myself? The Lin Family Corporation's properties have all been demolished. Your company is nothing more than a pile of scrap paper now! Hmph! Chen Zheng, if you want to go to the headquarters, you'll come with us obediently. You're scared to go because you have a guilty conscience, don't you?" Zhao Zhipeng retorted coldly.

Chen Zheng's brows furrowed slightly. "This has nothing to do with me. If I'm not mistaken, the Lin Family Corporation was taken over by a certain power. And that power is the Chen Family Corporation!"

"You!" Zhao Zhipeng's expression darkened. "Chen Zheng, I'll ask you one last time: are you coming with us or not? If you refuse, we have plenty of ways to make you agree!"

"My patience has its limits. You'd best not force my hand." A chilling killing intent surfaced on Chen Zheng's face. His icy gaze, like a sharpened sword, fixed on Zhao Zhipeng, making him shiver.

"Fine, fine! Chen Zheng, since you insist on being so stubborn, don't blame me for being merciless!" Zhao Zhipeng snarled as a terrifying killing intent erupted from him, instantly enveloping Chen Zheng.

Chen Zheng's expression remained unchanged. As a Martial Ancestor Realm expert, ordinary killing intent couldn't harm him.

"Brother Chen, be careful!" Lin Xiaofei cried out in alarm.

Chen Zheng ignored him, his cold gaze still locked on Zhao Zhipeng. He spoke lightly, "I'll give you one minute to think it over."

"One minute?" Zhao Zhipeng snickered, his eyes filled with disdain. "Chen Zheng, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. Do you really think you have the strength to oppose me? You're overestimating yourself!"

As his words fell, Zhao Zhipeng's figure surged forward, as fast as lightning. Chen Zheng's eyes narrowed. He lifted his right foot and kicked out fiercely.

BOOM!

Instantly, Zhao Zhipeng's body was sent flying backward, crashing into a wall with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Zhao Zhipeng spit blood, Lin Xiaofei was secretly overjoyed. He quickly ran over and helped the man up. "Zhao Zhipeng, what happened?"

"He… he's actually a Martial Ancestor Realm expert!" Zhao Zhipeng clutched his chest, his face a mask of utter shock.

A Martial Ancestor Realm expert! Though the Lin Family Corporation was the largest enterprise in Jiangnan City, their chairman, Lin Tianyu, was only a half-step Condensation Pill Realm expert. The Lin Family's influence counted for little here, and they couldn't even rank within the top five hundred across all of Huaxia. They were merely somewhat well-known, worlds apart from someone like Chen Zheng.

Lin Xiaofei was stunned. He couldn't believe Chen Zheng was so powerful.

"Chen… Chen Zheng, don't misunderstand. We meant no harm," Lin Xiaofei hurriedly explained.

"Hmph! No harm?" Zhao Zhipeng's face darkened as he shoved Lin Xiaofei away. "Don't forget, our Zhao Family is a great clan with three Martial Venerates at the helm! You, an ordinary person from Jiangnan City, dare to provoke us? Do you really think we can't handle you?"

"Zhao Zhipeng, you've gone too far!" Lin Xiaofei yelled, furious, pointing an accusing finger at him.

"Lin Xiaofei, don't think I wouldn't dare to kill you," Zhao Zhipeng said with a grim expression. "Listen closely. Today, you must come with us. Otherwise, you will face the consequences!"

"If you dare kill me, my dad won't let you get away with it!" Lin Xiaofei roared. He was genuinely livid at Zhao Zhipeng's arrogance.

Zhao Zhipeng sneered. "Stop threatening me with your father. Even if your dad is the Lin Family Head, he's just the president of the insignificant Lin Family Corporation. He has no authority over the affairs of my Zhao Family."

"You…" Lin Xiaofei clenched his teeth, wishing he could tear Zhao Zhipeng to pieces.

"Chen Zheng, you'd better come with us quietly. Otherwise, we'll kill you, even if it's the last thing we do," Zhao Zhipeng threatened.

Chen Zheng remained calm. "Then try," he said indifferently.

"Hmph!" Zhao Zhipeng snorted, his gaze turning sinister as he looked at the bodyguards beside him. "What are you all standing there for? Get him! Cripple this bastard!"

WHOOSH!

Hearing the command, the bodyguards behind Zhao Zhipeng drew the machetes from their waists.

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

Several cold gleams flickered as the sharp blades sliced through the air, aimed straight at Chen Zheng.

"Chen Zheng, watch out!" Lin Xiaofei exclaimed, his face paling in terror.

Chen Zheng remained impassive. With a wave of his hand, he sent a gust of wind sweeping out, knocking all the machetes away.

THUD! THUD!

In the blink of an eye, the charging bodyguards were all sent flying. They crashed into the walls, blood spurting wildly from their mouths.

So weak. Chen Zheng looked at them with disdain; they were no match for him at all.

Lin Xiaofei was aghast. A moment ago, he had been worried Chen Zheng would get hurt, but now he realized how baseless his fears were.

Zhao Zhipeng's face turned completely ashen. This man had defeated the four bodyguards he had brought with a single move. It was unbelievable. "Chen Zheng, what is your cultivation level? Who in the world are you?"

Lin Xiaofei's eyes were wide with shock and suspicion. A man with such formidable strength was no ordinary person.

Chen Zheng looked at Lin Xiaofei, a playful smirk curving his lips. "My strength doesn't seem to be important, does it? What is important is that I'm taking these two with me today. If you know what's good for you, get lost now. Otherwise, I won't show any mercy."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhipeng felt like his lungs would explode from rage. He sneered, "Chen Zheng, you're too arrogant! You think you can provoke me, Zhao Zhipeng, just because you have a few tricks up your sleeve? Do you really think you're a Martial Emperor? Let me tell you, my father, Zhao Tianba, is a peak Martial Emperor! Do you really think you're a match for him?"

"Heh." Chen Zheng chuckled with open scorn.

He certainly didn't think Zhao Tianba was his match, but so what? He was a prodigy of the cultivation world; a peak Martial Emperor was nothing but trash in his eyes.