The Strongest Urban Son-in-law
Chapter 513 - 522 Compromise

Chapter 513: Chapter 522 Compromise

Everyone present felt a chill in their bones from Ye Feng’s punch. With a single punch, he had easily slain so many powerful figures; such was the despair people felt in the face of Ye Feng’s strength. At that moment, they understood the gap between a Legendary Martial King and a Grandmaster was not something that could be bridged by sheer numbers alone.

However, Ye Feng’s face remained as calm as ever, his expression and emotions utterly undisturbed.

Ye Feng looked at Han Yunguo and asked again, "I’ll ask once more, where are Han Ying and Gao Zhiyuan?"

Han Yunguo’s face was incredibly unsightly as he shook his head and said, "Ye Feng, I don’t know where they are, you want to..."

"Boom!" However, before Han Yunguo could finish speaking, Ye Feng raised his hand and punched toward the crowd. The Conception circulated, space twisted, and a terrifying power spread all around.

In an instant, the fearsome punch swept forth, the terrifying wind from the punch directly crushing down on everyone’s bodies.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!" Those Martial Artists, completely unable to withstand Ye Feng’s punch, had their bodies crushed to pieces by Ye Feng’s fist, exploding in succession, turning into countless pieces of flesh that fell onto the ground.

...Everyone was stunned. No one had expected Ye Feng to be so ruthless. Without any discussion, he simply acted, and with his second punch, he had gone on to slay more than a dozen powerful figures.

With just two punches, Ye Feng had already slain nearly a third of the Han Family’s powerful fighters.

Everyone watched Ye Feng with horror, swallowing hard as they fully understood that it would be an effortless task for Ye Feng to slay them all.

Disappointment shone in Ye Feng’s eyes, and he grew impatient, "Han Yunguo, I already gave you a chance to speak, and you didn’t treasure it. Since that’s the case, today I will raze your Han Family to the ground!"

"Boom!" In an instant, the robust waves of True Essence burst forth from Ye Feng’s body, the vast and mighty aura cascading down like a Heavenly Waterfall, crushing down upon everyone’s bodies. They all felt as if their bodies were about to shatter under the pressure of Ye Feng’s aura, finding themselves unable even to move.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Those Martial Artists whose cultivation had not reached the Innate level and who lacked sufficient Inner Strength could no longer withstand this terrifying pressure. One by one, they knelt on the ground, utterly unable to stand properly.

Even Han Yunguo himself began to tremble uncontrollably, feeling as though there was a giant rock weighing tens of thousands of pounds on his back.

At this moment, Ye Feng stood before everyone like a Killing God from hell, his terrifying killing intent seemingly turning into endless Sword Qi, sweeping over the crowd as if it would tear them to shreds.

Han Yunguo regretted his actions; he never expected that Ye Feng would be so angered that he would destroy his Han Family without any second thoughts.

Ye Feng walked step by step towards Han Yunguo; it seemed that with every step he took, an invisible heavy hammer pounded heavily upon everyone’s chests.

Before long, Ye Feng had walked into the midst of the crowd. Dozens of Martial Artists watched in terror as Ye Feng approached, yet they didn’t dare make any move against him.

The pressure Ye Feng brought made them unconsciously step back, increasing the distance between them and Ye Feng.

In no time, Ye Feng arrived before Han Yunguo, whose forehead was dripping with sweat, his back already drenched.

Ye Feng reached out and grabbed Han Yunguo by the collar, effortlessly lifting him into the air.

Han Yunguo’s face was painted with agony, powerless before Ye Feng. Even as a Grandmaster at the Innate Peak, he couldn’t muster the slightest resistance, like a child without the strength to truss a chicken, easily hoisted by Ye Feng.

Ye Feng said coldly, "Since you won’t tell me where Han Ying is, then prepare to die..."

Han Yunguo’s voice trembled, "Ye Feng, it’s not that I purposely refuse to tell you her whereabouts. I regard you as my future son-in-law; I just don’t want you to rush into certain death. If you insist on finding Han Ying, it will do you no good. That place, you must not go!"

"Ridiculous," Ye Feng scoffed with disdain, "Although Dragon Country is vast, there is no place where I, Ye Feng, cannot go!"

Ye Feng’s tone was filled with pure arrogance, showing he didn’t take Han Yunguo’s words to heart at all.

As the words fell, Ye Feng, no longer interested in further idle talk with Han Yunguo, was ready to kill him; slaying Han Yunguo would be the first step in Ye Feng’s retribution!

"Ye Feng, stop!" Just then, a familiar voice echoed in Ye Feng’s ear.

Han Yi rushed out, quickly running to Ye Feng’s side and urgently grabbed his arm.

"Ye Feng, I beg you, please spare my father!" Han Yi’s eyes were filled with desperation, her rims already reddened, tears swirling ceaselessly within them.

Finally moved by Han Yi’s emotional plea, Ye Feng looked at her, "Ye Feng, this is my father, I beg you to spare him. It’s all my older brother’s fault; this has nothing to do with my father. You shouldn’t do this. For my sake, can you let my father go?"

With tearful eyes like those of a pitiful pear blossom in the rain, Han Yi looked at Ye Feng. Her distress soothed some of the fury in his heart, and in the end, Ye Feng released Han Yunguo.

"Han Yunguo, for Han Yi’s sake, I will not kill you. But you must tell me where Han Ying is. Otherwise, I, Ye Feng, will level the Han Family today. Make no mistake; I do what I say!"

Ye Feng’s domineering stance was irrefutable.

If it were anyone else making such a bold claim, people would only think him a madman, especially since this was the Han Family, one of Longdu’s five top-tier noble houses.

But the one speaking now was Ye Feng, a Legendary martial artist, Dragon Country’s foremost genius in the Martial Arts World for thousands of years. No one doubted the veracity of Ye Feng’s words.

With a heavy sigh of resignation, Han Yunguo finally compromised, his entire demeanor aging decades in an instant, his expression one of utter desolation...

PS: I’ve been quite busy these past two days and haven’t had the time to write. Therefore, updates will be limited to four Chapters for now; regular updates of seven Chapters will resume tomorrow.