Chapter 19: An Extraordinary Origin

"Interesting! If I weren’t in such a hurry for vengeance, I’d certainly keep playing with you a while longer. But two of you? It seems you’ve committed quite a few misdeeds." At that moment, Feng Xu spun around and threw a punch, his fist crashing forward, while his other fist swung straight at the opponent’s side.

With a series of thunderous clashes, fists collided in a flurry, shadows twisting and flickering. In a blink, two identical Greed Spirits were sent hurtling through the air, crashing heavily to the ground.

"Unbelievable! I never thought anyone could be faster than me," a flash of terror crossed Mu Tielang’s eyes, and in an instant he turned to flee.

"How is it possible that even Mu Tielang can’t stand against this man?"

"Is this boy perhaps a scientist? Or has he reached the level of a grandmaster?"

"My heavens, has this traitor truly become so powerful? Is he going to bring ruin upon us?"

The crowd gasped in disbelief; none of them had ever taken Feng Xu seriously. They’d heard he demanded they kneel before the tombstone and had felt nothing but contempt. But now, witnessing his strength firsthand, they realized that even alone, he possessed such terrifying power, enough to force Mu Tielang back.

"You must know, Mu Tielang once wiped out an entire grandmaster clan single-handedly. That says everything about his formidable strength."

A nervous gulp ran through the Qi family’s ranks. At first, they had dismissed Feng Xu as insignificant, but now, faced with his prowess, they felt a chill of dread.

"I never said you could leave," Feng Xu called out, eyeing the scattered knives and forks on the ground. With a swift kick, he sent them flying.

A scream rang out, and two black-clad figures were knocked to the floor, motionless.

"A pity! Though one managed to escape, there will be others to deal with you," Feng Xu said coldly, knowing that only one lay dead while the other had slipped away.

"Master Qi," Feng Xu’s gaze turned frosty, "I believe it’s time you and I settled our accounts."

The old patriarch of the Qi family held his ground, resolved to witness Feng Xu’s abilities for himself.

"Sons of the Qi family, if you’re not dead yet, come at me together! Show your courage!" the old man roared. The Qi family had never relied on wealth, but on their daring.

If Feng Xu dared to act so brazenly today, then let them see what he was truly capable of!

"To die is nothing to be feared!"

"Fine! If you kneel and beg for mercy, I will only execute the ringleaders. But if you remain obstinate, I will show no mercy." Feng Xu’s eyes swept over the Qi family members who were hastily arming themselves with blades, guns, and clubs.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" In an instant, a mob surged toward Feng Xu in a frenzy.

"Out of my way!" Feng Xu thundered, his leg lashing out and sending three men flying as though they were mere rags, crashing against the wall and coughing up blood.

Feng Xu stepped forward, leaping high.

A burst of white smoke exploded within the Qi family villa, shrouding the surroundings in a thick haze.

"Who’s there?" A glint of icy caution flashed in Feng Xu’s eyes—the shadow that had just flitted past was fast enough to warrant vigilance.

"Damn it! Someone dares to spoil my plans." Feng Xu realized that a moment ago, the old Qi patriarch was still in his seat, but now he had vanished—someone had come to his rescue!

"Well, since you’ve chosen to make an enemy of me, you’d best consider the consequences."

With that, Feng Xu charged outside like an arrow released from the bow.

The night was black, heavy clouds veiling the moonlight.

"Never expected we’d run into such a tough opponent tonight, damn it!" Mu Tielang exhaled a chilly breath.

"Enough talk. That kid’s abilities are on par with ours. Even though I’m faster, if it came to a real fight, I might not be his match," the black-clad, masked man replied gravely, holding the old Master Qi in his grasp.

"Gentlemen, with the two of you working together, I believe you could defeat that boy. Now that he’s a threat to us all, why not just kill him instead of running?" Master Qi gritted his teeth in frustration—the greatest humiliation of his life, having his household invaded and his authority challenged.

Yet now he was forced to flee in haste, something he could hardly tolerate.

"You old fool, do you even know who you’ve provoked?"

"That boy’s strength is certainly at the grandmaster level. The reason I didn’t dare approach him is because of the techniques he just displayed."

"I’ve seen similar skills before—striking with no wasted force, every blow fatal! The one who mastered such moves was called the Immortal."

"He surpassed the realm of grandmaster long ago, and now, who knows where he wanders."

The masked man sighed, climbing into a sedan.

Speed was their advantage, but only for a brief time; for endurance, they’d have to rely on the car.

"Mu Tielang, there’s one more thing I need from you," the masked man said, a cunning gleam in his eye.

"Say the word—anything you need! After all, you were the one who rescued me that day. If not for you, how could I have escaped that hellish gauntlet? I’d probably be dead by now," Mu Tielang forced a smile, edging back a couple of steps, wary of what this enigmatic figure might demand.

Nothing good could come of it.

"Since you already understand, then get out," the masked man sneered, slapping his palm forward.

Mu Tielang bit down hard, leaping from the car, his heart seething with both resentment and fear.

He knew he was being set up as the decoy, with a cameraman already closing in from behind.

"So, you want to stop me? Well, the car’s already moving—I can’t catch up. Let’s get this over with," Feng Xu clenched his fists tightly, fully aware that the Qi family’s ploy was likely a diversion. Yet Master Qi had orchestrated so much—he was clearly the mastermind.

To think that not only Mu Tielang but also the masked man would dare spirit him away in such haste—this was nothing short of provocation.

Unforgivable!