Chapter 22: Retreat and Live, Advance and Die!
As he finished speaking, Su Yifan prepared to send the three of them on their way.
“Who dares to cause trouble in the Longteng Hotel?”
Just then, a middle-aged man in a suit strode in, followed closely by five black-clad bodyguards.
Seeing the hotel manager arrive, Liu Cheng and his companions clung to hope, as if spotting a lifeline.
“Manager Yang, please, help us! He wants to kill us!” Liu Cheng cried out desperately.
Manager Yang, recognizing Liu Cheng, offered a sycophantic smile, “Young Master Liu, don’t worry. As long as I’m here, he can’t hurt you.”
But hardly had he finished speaking—
Bang!
Su Yifan waved his hand from afar, and in an instant, the three men exploded into a bloody mist, their blood staining the floor.
Witnessing their deaths, the other privileged heirs in the room panicked, chaos seizing the crowd. No one knew if they would be next.
Manager Yang stared in disbelief at the carnage, frozen for a moment before stammering, “You actually killed Young Master Liu and his friends! Do you know who they are?”
He turned to his bodyguards. “Take him down!”
Liu Cheng and his friends were among the most prominent heirs of Yun City’s great families. Now, killed inside their hotel, if the family heads pursued responsibility, the hotel could not escape blame. Its very existence could be threatened.
The only option was to apprehend this man, to give the families an explanation.
The five bodyguards quickly moved to encircle Su Yifan.
Liu Yan stepped forward, “Manager Yang, there may be some misunderstanding here.”
She had brought Su Yifan and could not let harm befall him.
“Oh, Miss Liu Yan.” Manager Yang, recognizing her, advised, “Miss Liu Yan, this man killed Young Master Liu and his friends right before me. For the hotel’s reputation, I must detain him. Please step aside, lest you be accidentally injured.”
Liu Yan wanted to say more, but Su Yifan spoke first, “Step back. This has nothing to do with you.”
She thought she must have misheard, turning to look at him.
Without meeting her gaze, Su Yifan continued, “Actually, I came here today precisely to kill them. I’m sorry—I deceived you.”
“But don’t worry. Afterwards, I will offer your Liu family something as compensation.”
Compensation?
Liu Yan nearly stumbled, gazing at Su Yifan with disappointment in her eyes.
“Su Yifan, you scoundrel! I’ll never speak to you again!” she cried, withdrawing to the side.
Su Yifan saw her step back, but gave it little thought. Though their acquaintance was brief, they were friends. He admitted he was in the wrong today, but had no choice—he could only make it up to her later.
“Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance. Step back and you live. Move forward and you die!” Su Yifan’s voice was icy.
“Heh! Boy, aren’t you afraid you’ll bite your tongue with such bravado?” Manager Yang ordered, “Take him down!”
“Yes, sir!”
The five bodyguards responded in unison, charging at Su Yifan.
Su Yifan regarded these amateurs with a sigh, then stomped his foot.
Boom—
A surge of energy radiated outward. In an instant, the five bodyguards were blasted into bloody mist.
For a moment, the hotel lobby fell silent as death.
“Is he really the missing son of the Su family from five years ago?” Liu Yan clutched her sleeve, secretly wondering.
“How…how can he be so powerful?” Manager Yang, stunned by what he’d witnessed, finally came to his senses and bolted.
“Now you want to run? Isn’t it a bit late?” Su Yifan flicked a burst of energy, piercing Manager Yang’s chest.
The next moment—
Bang!
Manager Yang stared at the wound in his chest, then collapsed to the floor, dead on the spot.
Dead? Another one dead!
The onlookers watched, barely daring to breathe.
Just then—
Thump, thump, thump…
A series of footsteps sounded.
The crowd parted to form a wide passage.
A group of middle-aged men in suits entered, led by two elderly men dressed in traditional attire.
“What happened here?”
The elder at the front, cane in hand, spoke. His name was Liu Zhenhong, head of the Liu family and host of tonight’s banquet.
As he finished, the newcomers caught the strong scent of blood, quickly noticing Manager Yang’s corpse.
“Grandfather.”
Liu Yan spotted her grandfather and hurried to him.
“Yan’er, what happened?”
Liu Zhenhong asked his granddaughter.
“Grandfather, here’s what happened…”
Liu Yan explained how she brought Su Yifan to the hotel and recounted the events that had just occurred.
After hearing his precious granddaughter’s story, Liu Zhenhong’s expression grew grave.
Before he could speak, three middle-aged men suddenly rushed forward—the fathers of the slain Liu Cheng and his companions.
“Miss Liu Yan, what did you just say? Our sons are dead?”
The family heads Liu, Zhang, and Lin looked at Liu Yan, anxious.
“Yes. The blood on the floor belongs to the three of them.”
Liu Yan pointed to the blood, her gaze drifting toward Su Yifan.
Confirming their sons’ deaths, the three family heads went mad, roaring,
“Who? Who killed our sons?!”
They had heard Su Yifan’s name, but didn’t know which one he was.
“No need to ask. The one who killed your sons is me.”
Su Yifan spoke.
“You? You killed my son? I’ll have your life!”
“Someone, kill him!”
The three family heads shouted.
Shush, shush, shush!
A dozen burly bodyguards sprang from the crowd.
“All of you—get him! Kill him!”
At the command, the bodyguards charged at Su Yifan.
“Die!”
Su Yifan uttered coldly, unleashing a powerful aura. The bodyguards hadn’t even reacted before their bodies exploded under the pressure.
Hiss—
The crowd gasped in shock.
In that moment, Su Yifan stood as a god of slaughter, untouchable and unassailable.
“Who…who are you?”
The three family heads finally realized how foolish they had been.
“Su Yifan, of the Su family.”
He declared his name.
At that, the three heads were struck by a sudden realization.
“Could it be the Wang family and the Green Gang…”
The Liu patriarch stammered in panic.
“Correct. I killed them all.”
Su Yifan admitted, unafraid of anyone before his absolute strength.
Hearing his confession, the crowd was shocked. As prominent families of Yun City, they were sensitive to such matters. Yet none had expected the one who destroyed the Green Gang and the Wang family would be such a young man.
“You three, years ago you conspired with the Wang family against me, forcing me from the Su family. Afterwards, you oppressed and threatened my family, nearly destroying us.”
Su Yifan’s expression turned icy. “Now that I’ve returned, your days are numbered.”
As his words fell—
Bang, bang, bang!
The three family heads were instantly reduced to three clouds of blood.