Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 430 - You Won’t Cry Until You See the Coffin

After receiving the report from Ye Feng's trusted aide, Duan Tian stood frozen in place, gnashing his teeth only after a long while, "That brat Ye Feng actually... actually went directly to Zhang Jiuming's residence, could it be that he knows something?"

Many subordinates were still in the study at the time, but now no one dared to speak up. After all, everyone had already sensed the gravity of the situation. Given Northern King Ye Feng's temperament, if he really found evidence, then there was no way this matter could end well.

Bear in mind that just two days ago, Ye Feng had wiped out both the Ancient Martial Arts Flora Sect and the Underworld Sect completely.

"It seems this will be somewhat difficult to handle," the strategist pondered, then suddenly said, "By the way, Great General, how is the situation at the Divine Doctor Sect? Has Leng Wuming been successfully taken care of?"

Duan Tian furrowed his eyebrows, "I believe there will be news from that front soon, the current situation is still unclear."

A deputy general asked, "Then what should we do now, Great General Duan Tian, now that Ye Feng has already stormed Zhang Jiuming's home? Should we go there now?"

"Go there now? Are you foolish? It is by no means a wise move to rush over before we have fully understood the situation and devised a strategy!" Duan Tian suddenly snorted coldly.

The strategist nodded and said, "Indeed, considering the current situation, first, we need to clarify what happened at the Divine Doctor Sect. If Leng Wuming has been eliminated, then we can completely make it a case of dead men tell no tales."

"What if Leng Wuming isn't dead?" another general asked.

"If Leng Wuming isn't dead..." The strategist paused thoughtfully, seriously contemplating for a moment before asking, "Great General, there should be no problems with the people you sent to the Divine Doctor Sect, right?"

"Of course, there's no problem. Even if they're not successful, their identities will certainly not be exposed. Rest assured on that," Duan Tian said, as a man in black swiftly swept in through a side door, whispering a few words in his ear.

Duan Tian sighed, "Indeed, I still underestimated that Ye fellow. Having dispatched several Great Powers, I thought the threat could be eliminated. To think that in the end they would return empty-handed, no, they didn't even return at all."

"All of them fell inside, none survived to escape?" The strategist was slightly shocked. Although he was not aware of the Great General's resources, he knew the people sent must be extraordinarily skilled, at least at the Divine Ability Realm Level.

The important point was that Ye Feng had already led some of his elite trusted aides to Zhang Jiuming's residence, so it was certain that Ye Feng was not there during the battle. Yet, despite that, several Divine Ability Realm Great Powers could not even return alive.

Of course, what they could never have expected was that these Divine Ability Realm Great Powers met their demise on the spot entirely due to their carelessness, leading to their poisoning and elimination.

"Great General Duan Tian, according to the current situation, Ye Feng going directly to Zhang Jiuming's residence implies that he must have obtained some solid evidence. So, no matter what, Zhang Jiuming is unlikely to be preserved. This time, sir, it seems you must sacrifice the car to save your rook," the strategist suddenly said.

"Sacrifice the car to save the rook?" Great General Duan Tian was not a foolish man; with just a moment's reflection, he completely understood, though he was still somewhat worried.

"Yes, Great General, we should first visit the Zhang Residence, lest the pressure drives young Zhang Jiuming to desperately lash out at everyone!"

Those below all coldly shouted, appearing very arrogant and overbearing.

Upon hearing this, Great General Duan Tian immediately said, "Indeed, with things having reached this point, let's go meet this youngster. If he dares be too presumptuous on my territory, I will not tolerate his wildcard behavior!"

With that, the Great General stood up and strode out of the door, followed closely by numerous deputy generals, and even a squad of trusted aide experts from the Great General's Mansion, all arriving with an imposing aura.

At this very moment in Zhang Jiuming's residence, Ye Feng had already moved from the Inner Courtyard to the main hall in front, mindful not to disturb the Zhang family members in the Inner Courtyard too much.

In the main hall, Ye Feng sat in the seat of honor, while Zhang Jiuming still lay sprawled on the floor like a puddle of mud, his face ashen. He knew that he was probably finished today, since the matter was too grave for even the Great General's Mansion to protect him.

Zhang Jiuming was simply contemplating how to minimize the impact and consequences of this affair; after all, he was acutely aware that a major battle between Northern King Ye Feng and Duan Tian could have very serious consequences, potentially leading to unrest within the Xuanyuan Nation.

"Your Majesty, it has been a while, and there has been no movement from the Great General. Should we...?" Xiao Chuanqi asked.

Ye Feng immediately gestured with his hand and said, "He will come. If he doesn't, his reputation will certainly suffer greatly. Duan Tian is a smart man and he knows what choices to make."

No sooner had these words fallen than a clamor was heard from outside, indicating that the incoming party was not small. Suddenly, a group of about twenty people charged in, each radiating the powerful presence of an expert.

"Northern King Ye Feng, your unprovoked intrusion into the Zhang Residence to take someone, don't you think you're being too presumptuous?" Great General Duan Tian hadn't yet entered but had already bellowed like thunder.

Ye Feng merely smiled faintly, not uttering a word.

Great General Duan Tian entered the hall and immediately sat on the floor with the grandeur of a general taking his throne. He glanced at Zhang Jiuming, who was collapsed on the ground, and coldly ordered, "Zhang Jiuming, you, my subordinate, what are you doing kneeling there? Stand up for me!"

Seeing the arrival of the Great General and sensing his overwhelming presence, Zhang Jiuming couldn't help but feel hopeful again, thinking that perhaps the Great General might actually be able to protect him this time. With this thought, he quickly stood up and moved behind the Great General.

Ye Feng simply swept over with his gaze and remained silent.

It was at this point that Duan Tian glared at him and demanded, "His Highness Northern King, don't you think you owe me an explanation for tonight's events?"

Ye Feng shook his head and replied, "You want an explanation? Very well, I shall discuss it with you. Zhang Jiuming committed an assassination in the Capital Region the day before yesterday, and under the law, he should be executed. As his master, you cannot escape responsibility!"

The Great General suddenly burst into laughter, guffawing heartily. Despite being over fifty, he still had a powerful diaphragm, showing that Duan Tian was also a master of great skill.

"What a joke, truly preposterous nonsense!" Duan Tian suddenly rebuked sharply, "You intend to condemn with just your unilateral accusation? This is not your Northern Border!"

"Indeed, if you cannot provide evidence, please refrain from making baseless accusations, Your Highness Northern King," his strategist also interjected sharply.

"Evidence? You want evidence? I will give it to you!" With that, Ye Feng casually tossed out the Blood Garment Zhang Jiuming had worn during his covert operation the day before yesterday.

"Zhang Jiuming, this is your Blood Garment. Do you recognize it?" Ye Feng asked, each word deliberate and clear.

Zhang Jiuming hesitated, his gaze instinctively turning towards the Great General, probably weighing how to respond.

However, Duan Tian stayed silent, obviously not foolish. The Blood Garment still bore Zhang Jiuming's blood, an irrefutable piece of evidence. Internally, he cursed Zhang Jiuming for not destroying such incriminating items immediately.

Zhang Jiuming was inwardly panicked but was no fool. Knowing he could not deny it, he said, "Yes, these clothes are indeed mine. However, His Highness Northern King is mistaken about one thing – this garment was what I wore a few days ago during an operation at Heavenly Movement Mountain. The bloodstains on it are from that time as well."

"Oh? An operation a few days ago at Heavenly Movement Mountain?" Ye Feng couldn't help but chuckle, "Then tell me, exactly how many days ago was it?"

Zhang Jiuming struggled to recall, and after a moment replied, "I can't remember the exact date, probably six days ago, I guess."

"Nonsense!" Ye Feng angrily shouted, his teeth clenched, "Six days ago, any bloodstains of my Foster Father would have already dried up. Take a closer look at the bloodstains on the garment now. Do they look like they're six days old?"

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Suddenly, Duan Tian scoffed and suggested, "Perhaps Zhang Jiuming simply misremembered. After all, as a hermit, he not only has to undertake missions but also has to train regularly. Maybe the bloodstains are from a different occasion."

"Exactly, exactly, that must be it. I had a training session two days ago, and I guess that's when the blood got on it," Zhang Jiuming quickly agreed.

"You're clearly making excuses!" Xiao Chuanqi couldn't stand to listen anymore and sharply interjected, "You just said that you obtained those bloodstains during an operation six days ago – so how could you have worn it two days ago?"

At this point, the strategist couldn't help but speak up with a laugh, "That's not necessarily true. You might not be aware, but Zhang Jiuming has always been frugal. Even when his regular clothes become worn or tattered, he patches them up and wears them for another three years. A little bloodstain isn't hard to clean, so naturally, a person like Lord Zhang wouldn't just discard them."

Zhang Jiuming immediately echoed, "Yes, yes, that's exactly right."

Ye Feng's mouth twitched into a sneer, "Zhang Jiuming, it seems you won't shed a tear until you see the coffin. Since that's so, open your eyes wide and see this – what is this?"

As his words fell, Ye Feng took out a button.

"This is..." Great General Duan Tian's eyes sharpened as he inquired, "What is this now?"

"This is a button from Zhang Jiuming's Action Suit, torn off by Leng Wuming during their fight the night before last!" Ye Feng took a deep breath and turned his gaze to Zhang Jiuming, speaking each word distinctly, "This button not only bears Leng Wuming's fingerprints, but he also told me that your garment has his fingerprints as well, and even his blood.

This fact can be easily verified with a simple test."

"Zhang Jiuming, do you still want to argue your innocence? Will you not confess?" Ye Feng said, slapping his hand on the table and then abruptly standing up. The powerful Palm Power instantly shattered the pear wood chair into splinters.

Zhang Jiuming was so terrified he collapsed to his knees once more. At that moment, even Duan Tian maintained his silence, as did his dog-headed strategist, who was now also at a loss for words.

"Let me tell you, Zhang Jiuming, now that the evidence is conclusive, if you confess willingly and reveal who is behind the scenes instructing you, I might show you leniency. Otherwise, your death today is certain!" Ye Feng stood with his hands behind his back, spear-like, in the center of the hall.

At that moment, the hall fell into a silence as quiet as death.