Super War God in the City

Ling Taihe's pupils shrank, and his heart convulsed fiercely. Old Hua had followed him for over a decade, blocking countless dangers for him, his amulet, just like that, dead?

For a while, he found it difficult to accept, and indeed couldn't accept it. His thoughts were in chaos and he couldn't think. At this moment, he finally understood why his daughter had just yelled to stop.

Li Guohao was completely petrified on the spot, having lost the basic ability to think.

Li Mengying's exquisite face turned extremely pale. Too strong—what exactly was the background of this seemingly useless son-in-law from the Xiao Family?

And such an impressive figure, had always been treated as a useless person by the Xiao Family?

Wang Chuang's eyeballs bulged out, his heart nearly stopped in shock, and he almost fainted. Was this the Ling Fan they had always looked down upon?

Xia Ying covered her mouth, barely holding back a scream.

Xu Miaotong wasn't doing much better. She had thought that Ling Fan was the one who had fallen, but when she opened her eyes again, it was a complete and shocking turnaround.

"A person has died..." the onlookers trembled. This little security guard at the bar had exceeded everyone's limits of thought.

The gaze of the crowd involuntarily turned toward Ling Taihe, unsure how the Patriarch of the Li Family would deal with this madman next.

After the shock, Xia Ying and Xu Miaotong felt endless worry; the situation had completely spiraled out of control.

"Good, very good, kid, I want to see if your skills are indeed sharper than bullets," Ling Taihe gritted out from between his teeth.

The middle-aged man next to Ling Taihe, who was of similar age, looked gravely at Ling Fan. It was Feng Wenshan, Li Mengying's uncle, whose shock was no less than anyone else present.

As Ling Taihe's words fell, the four bodyguards behind him immediately pulled out their pistols.

The onlooking crowd was dumbfounded. Damn, they all had weapons on them, and they were just bystanders—bullets do not have eyes, and if there was an accidental discharge that led to injury, where would they even cry?

The risk of rubbernecking was too high; the crowd dispersed all at once, and had the door not been blocked, many would likely have bolted for it.

"Dad," Li Mengying took a deep breath.

"What is it, do you know him?" Ling Taihe recalled his daughter's earlier intervention.

"He... he is that son-in-law from the Xiao Family." Li Mengying's expression was extremely complicated.

"What?" Ling Taihe exclaimed in anger.

"How could this be, the Xiao Family's waste..."

Ling Taihe stopped midsentence as he finally realized, his face shocked as he looked toward Li Mengying.

"You mean him? He is Ling Fan, that useless son-in-law from the Xiao Family?"

Li Mengying bitterly nodded.

Ling Fan ignored the armed bodyguards, disregarding Ling Taihe, "It seems like you, the Li Family, cannot wait to be reincarnated sooner. I don't mind going through a bit of trouble to help you along."

Ling Taihe was startled, staring aghast at Ling Fan who had been utterly calm from the beginning to end.

Even after killing Old Hua, facing four handguns pointed at him, the man did not show a flicker of disturbance.

And this incredibly calm young man was that useless son-in-law from the Xiao Family who had plunged the Li Family into a life or death crisis?

"You are Ling Fan, Xiao Zhengping's son-in-law?" Ling Taihe suppressed the shock in his heart.

"Heh, how could someone like me, a waste, be worthy of being the Xiao Family's son-in-law? Any last words you'd like to leave behind?" Ling Fan sneered.

The onlookers were dumbfounded again. What the hell was going on here? Was there an extra episode?

The most unsettling thing for everyone was what Ling Fan had just said.

"Did he just tell the Patriarch of the Li Family to leave his last words? Did I hear that wrong?" one person said in astonishment to their companion nearby.

"I think I heard that too..." another person swallowed.

With their companion's confirmation, everyone was in disbelief.

According to the Li Family, this arrogant young man was not just a simple security guard, but what, a Xiao Family son-in-law? And he's considered a waste?

What exactly is the Xiao Family? They certainly aren't from Binzhou. If a waste could be so domineering, what about those who aren't wastes? Curiosity arose in everyone's mind.

As for the identity of Ling Fan, the useless son-in-law, not many were clear on it.

Ling Fan's fame was only within the upper echelons, and among the general public, he wasn't that well-known.

Even Xia Ying and Xu Miaotong were not aware of Ling Fan's exact circumstances; they never expected he'd turn out to be a son-in-law of some family.

Xia Ying suddenly felt somewhat disheartened. Had this guy actually gotten married already?

Li Taihe was stunned, absolutely unable to reconcile the crisis of the Li Family with the young man before him.

But the reality was undeniable, leaving no room for doubt or hesitation.

"You crippled my son, killed Old Hua, and you still want to fight to the death with my Li Family?" Li Taihe said, his face ashen.

"Oh? Are you threatening me or pleading with me?" Ling Fan asked, with a smile that was not quite a smile.

"Ling Fan, what will it take for you to let it go? My Li Family was wrong before, and I apologize to you," Li Mengying said, forced to humble herself.

Some matters required her personal involvement as the authority of the Family Head still needed to be upheld.

Ling Fan had injured his second sister, crippled Li Guohao, and killed Old Hua. Li Taihe had not exploded on the spot which was already him swallowing his anger.

There was indeed hatred between Ling Fan and the Li Family, but it hadn't reached the point of no return where no compromise was possible. If the Li Family knew their place, their death sentence might still be avoided.

"Can you make decisions on behalf of the Li Family?"

Li Mengying's eyes lit up, "What are your demands?"

Li Taihe remained silent. It would be best if Li Mengying could handle it. Although they had the Feng Family as their backing, a direct confrontation would damage both sides.

Unexpectedly, this worthless son-in-law of the Xiao Family actually had Cao Jinghui as his backing, and behind Cao Jinghui, it was said there was an even higher power.

Li Taihe was uncertain and lacked the courage to risk the consequences of a direct confrontation.

"It's not that there's no room for negotiation. I've said before, if the Patriarch of the Li Family kneels before me and admits his wrong, I would let it go.

But now, I have an additional condition. From now on, the Li Family will listen to me. Can you accept that?" Ling Fan said indifferently.

Ling Beiming always kept his word. To spare the Li Family, they must completely submit to him; otherwise, he could see no reason to pardon them.

Li Mengying was shocked and stood frozen. She really couldn't make a decision on this condition and found it hard to accept immediately.

Li Taihe almost spat out blood in frustration, his lungs nearly bursting. Was this really a negotiation? It was clearly humiliation.

Feng Wenshan could no longer stand by and watch. Not waiting for the Li family father and daughter to speak, he felt compelled to step forward.

"Young man, moderation is key. Don't you think your demands are a bit excessive? You can name a price, and as long as it's not too exorbitant, the Li Family will agree," he said.

The people present could not keep up with Ling Fan's thoughts until they heard Feng Wenshan's words, snapping them back to reality.

Ling Fan's demands were not just excessive; they were utterly outrageous. The guy had gone completely mad with power.

If the Li Family had any backbone at all, they would never agree to this. Even if it were them in the same situation, they absolutely would not consent.

From the initial shock, Wang Chuang and others had shifted to scoffing. This kid was not just mad but utterly delusional, likely bound to crash hard.

"Hmm?" Ling Fan's expression turned slightly cold.

"I am Feng Wenshan, Vice Chairman of the Feng Corporation. May I ask if you could give me some face and downplay this issue between you and the Li Family?" Feng Wenshan introduced himself.

In his view, if Ling Fan were smart, he would not dismiss his request out of respect.

After all, the energy of the Feng Family was not to be underestimated.

If not for considering the background behind Cao Jinghui, he would not be speaking so diplomatically, especially since the Li Family had sought his help.

Following Feng Wenshan's introduction, a gasp swept through the hall.

Compared to the Li Family, anyone in Binzhou with a bit of common sense knew of the Feng Corporation. The Feng Family was the wealthiest in Binzhou, second only to the Zhou Family.

"My God, he's the Vice Chairman of the Feng Corporation, Feng Wenshan?" The crowd was astounded, not expecting such a major figure to be present.

Everyone looked again at Ling Fan, shaking their heads secretly. The guy was unlucky, encountering such an obstacle as the Feng Family, which might just thwart his arrogant display.

Xia Ying and Xu Miaotong also thought to themselves, "It's about time to back off while ahead."

They were thoroughly intimidated by Ling Fan's overbearing presence that day; he simply did not understand the concept of compromise.

The Feng Family in Binzhou was like a tyrannical dragon; there was no need to escalate things to a disastrous end.

But this thought was merely wishful thinking on their part.

"As I'm talking to the Li Family, who the hell are you to butt in? Is the Feng Family so impressive? Do you even deserve to ask for my respect?" Ling Fan retorted coldly.

The entire assembly was petrified.