The Forsaken's Revenge

"Oh?" Chen Zheng raised an eyebrow. "You think you can't be handled?"

"Hmph, that's right. Chen Zheng, if you dare cause trouble at the Zhao Family estate today, don't expect to leave alive!" Zhao Zhipeng sneered.

"Then I'd like to see you try and stop me!"

Chen Zheng stamped his right foot, and a powerful shockwave of energy erupted, instantly obliterating all the surrounding flowers and plants. Zhao Zhipeng's two lackeys were sent flying and crashed to the ground.

"So strong!"

Their eyes widened in absolute shock.

"Young Master Zhao, are you still not coming out?" Chen Zheng's gaze was like ice. "I will count to three. If you don't show yourself, I'm going to kill my way in!"

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

The moment Chen Zheng's voice fell, Zhao Zhipeng bolted from the Zhao Family manor. He moved quickly, arriving before Chen Zheng in under ten seconds.

"Chen Zheng, you dare to kill me?" Zhao Zhipeng glared, his expression savage.

Chen Zheng glanced at him. "You'll find out soon enough whether I dare or not. I'll give you to the count of three before I deal with you myself."

"One... two..."

"Wait! Chen Zheng, don't push me!"

Zhao Zhipeng gritted his teeth, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes. He shot a look at his lackeys and waved his hand. "Get him!"

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Almost simultaneously, seventeen figures in black darted out from all directions, completely surrounding Chen Zheng.

"Chen Zheng, if you manage to escape today, I'll have my father kill your entire family!"

"You've killed so many people from our Zhao Family! No matter the cost, my father will see your whole family exterminated!"

"Chen Zheng, die!"

"Haha, kill him!"

"Kill!"

Seventeen of the Zhao Family's top experts charged at Chen Zheng in unison.

"One! Two! Kill him!" Zhao Zhipeng's face was flushed with excitement. He couldn't wait to see Chen Zheng killed; the feeling was simply intoxicating. "Chen Zheng, you're dead!"

"Haha, you're as good as dead!"

Seventeen high-level cultivators were besieging Chen Zheng, and among them was even an Earth Immortal.

The Earth Immortal realm! Even the great families of Nanjiang City only have a few cultivators at that level! This time, Zhao Zhipeng was determined to see Chen Zheng die. He was sure his father would grant him this wish.

With a ferocious expression, Zhao Zhipeng watched the scene unfold, eagerly awaiting the moment Chen Zheng would be cut down. Then, his revenge would be complete.

"Chen Zheng, go to hell!"

"Go to hell! Once you're dead, my father will avenge me!"

"Haha!" Zhao Zhipeng burst into a wild, maniacal laugh.

"Zhao Zhipeng!"

Just then, a chilling voice sliced through the air. In the next instant, Chen Zheng saw a red shadow streak across the night sky, appearing before Zhao Zhipeng in the blink of an eye.

"You... you..."

Zhao Zhipeng's eyes bulged with terror. He couldn't comprehend how this was happening.

This Chen Zheng… wasn't he dead? Why is he still alive and kicking? Why isn't he dead? Why is he standing right in front of me?! This…

"Who are you?!" the suddenly-appeared woman in red demanded, her icy stare fixed on Zhao Zhipeng, radiating pure killing intent.

"Who the hell do you think you are?!" Zhao Zhipeng snarled, his heart pounding with panic.

"Who sent you? Why were you trying to assassinate Chen Zheng?" the woman in red asked, her words slow and deliberate.

Zhao Zhipeng glanced from the woman to Chen Zheng, his eyes seething with intense hatred. This damned Chen Zheng! He's the reason I've been missing for so long, the reason I'm being hunted! I must have my revenge!

"What do you think?" Chen Zheng shot him a look.

"I... how would I know!" Zhao Zhipeng's expression faltered as he hastily invented an excuse.

Who is this woman, and why is she helping Chen Zheng? Is she an idiot? Does she really think these men in black will let her go?

"You don't know?" Chen Zheng chuckled, a mocking smirk on his face. "You might not, but I know everything. Zhao Zhipeng, you betrayed the Zhao Family. Your little hideout has been exposed. You're nothing but a stray dog now, yet you still want to fight back? Heh, you truly are pitifully stupid. You think just because you're the great Young Master of the Zhao Family, you have some trump card up your sleeve?"

Chen Zheng sneered.

"What? How did you know that?" Zhao Zhipeng's face drained of all color.

"Because you aren't worthy of being compared to Mr. Chen," the woman in red said, her face a mask of scorn.

Zhao Zhipeng's expression shifted wildly. Suddenly, his eyes fixed on something, his pupils constricting as a crazed look took over. "You're from the Red Lotus Sect!"

The Red Lotus Sect's Honglian Shengzi... isn't that a member of the Red Lotus Sect? This woman must be from the Red Lotus Sect! She must be the daughter of the Sect Master! Honglian Shengzi!

Of course, he had heard of Honglian Shengzi.

The legends said Honglian Shengzi was born with dual spiritual roots, possessing unparalleled cultivation talent. He was a natural-born battle fiend who practiced the "Art of War God," and in less than half a year, he had already reached the peak of the Yellow Earth Rank! Furthermore, his combat prowess was said to be terrifying enough to defy the heavens! He was the hope of the Zhao Family, the key to their rise to power, their greatest pillar of support in all of Nanjiang City!

"You recognize me?" Honglian Shengzi asked, slightly taken aback. Her gaze held a new trace of curiosity.

"Of course I do! I've heard of your great name!" Zhao Zhipeng said hurriedly.

"Since you know who I am, I'll be direct. My name is Honglian Shengzi. I came to Nanjiang City today to capture a petty thief named Chen Zheng. This scoundrel has audaciously slaughtered many disciples of my Red Lotus Sect. How could we possibly spare him? Today, I will execute this thief as a warning to others!" Honglian Shengzi declared with a cold laugh. With a flick of her wrist, a crimson scimitar appeared in her hand, and she slashed fiercely toward Chen Zheng.

SHINK!

A spray of blood flew as the crimson blade pierced straight through Zhao Zhipeng's chest.

"You... you..." Zhao Zhipeng's eyes widened, his face a mask of disbelief, unwillingness, and utter despair.

"Mr. Chen... this..."

"Master Chen, who is she?"

"Master Chen, what is she doing? Why would she attack Zhao Zhipeng...?"

"Master Chen, Honglian Shengzi?"

The black-clad men stared at the woman in red, their eyes flashing with terror. This woman was unbelievably powerful; she had killed Zhao Zhipeng in a single, effortless move.

"You... you..." Chen Zheng looked at the woman in red, momentarily stunned.

"Master Chen?" Honglian Shengzi frowned slightly.

"Ahem!" Chen Zheng cleared his throat and said, "Do we know each other?"

"Master Chen, yes, we do," Honglian Shengzi nodded.

"I... we know each other? I don't remember us ever meeting. Are we... enemies?" Chen Zheng asked awkwardly, scratching his head.

"Pfft!" Looking at him, Honglian Shengzi couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at? We are enemies!" Chen Zheng insisted with a straight face.

"Master Chen, you're hilarious!" Honglian Shengzi giggled, covering her mouth. "You must be joking. A moment ago, you said I was your friend, an acquaintance you knew. But your expression just now didn't look like you recognized me at all. You can stop pretending; I won't fall for it!"