"Sophie, don't!"
"Sophie!!!"
Timothy Thomas, Dorothy Collins, and Elder Thomas watched in horror as Sophie Thomas ran towards the nearby pillar, all shouting desperately.
Samuel Thomas hadn’t expected that the girl would be so resolute, preferring death over dishonor!
"Goodbye, Junlin!"
Tears welled up in Sophie's eyes as she charged towards the pillar. With a hint of regret, she slowly closed her eyes, ready to sacrifice her life to preserve her dignity.
But just as she was about to make impact, a figure suddenly appeared and caught her. Sophie, who had braced herself for death, was surprised when she collided not with the cold stone, but with a warm body. Startled, she opened her eyes to see the familiar face of Evan Junlin.
"You silly girl, how could you do something so foolish!"
Evan Junlin gently stroked Sophie's head, his face full of concern.
"Junlin!"
Sophie, tears brimming in her eyes, threw herself into Evan’s arms, sobbing uncontrollably.
"I thought I'd never see you again, Junlin!"
Evan whispered softly to comfort her: "Sophie, I'm sorry. It’s my fault for being late and letting you suffer. I’m to blame."
Elder Thomas and the others, seeing that Sophie was safe, breathed a collective sigh of relief.
"So, you’re the brat from the Evan Household?"
Samuel Thomas sneered coldly at Evan Junlin.
Swish!
Evan's sharp gaze locked onto Samuel, his eyes brimming with a deadly intent.
"You humiliated Sophie. You deserve to die!"
"Oh? You’re quite arrogant!"
Samuel sneered dismissively. "Kid, you're nothing more than a stray dog now, yet you dare act tough in front of me? I heard you were humiliated seven years ago, trampled underfoot. Today, I’ll make you relive that humiliation!"
"Seize him!"
With Samuel's command, the guards of the Samuel Household rushed toward Evan, their movements swift and coordinated, clearly well-trained.
Swish!
Evie darted forward, her strikes lightning-fast, knocking all the approaching guards away with ease.
Seeing this, Samuel's expression darkened, and he shouted, "All of you, attack!"
All of Samuel's guards charged at once, but none could breach Evie's defenses. They were all swiftly defeated!
Evan Junlin, his face icy and his eyes cold with killing intent, stepped towards Samuel one step at a time.
"You two, take him down!"
Blanche barked orders to the two middle-aged men beside her.
Swish! Swish!
The two men, their eyes gleaming with malice, sprang into action, shooting towards Evan Junlin. They were both fifth-grade Yellow Realm martial artists, specially summoned by Blanche from the Samuel Household.
Martial artists were ranked from Heaven, Earth, Black, to Yellow Realm, with each realm further divided into nine grades. Fifth-grade Yellow Realm fighters like these could dominate a city. After all, even the strongest member of the Blake Household in Jianghai was only of the Western Yellow Realm!
As for the Samuel Household, one of the six major clans of Jiangnan, mobilizing two fifth-grade Yellow Realm fighters was nothing extraordinary.
As the two men attacked, Evan Junlin flicked his wrist, launching two silver needles.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The two martial artists didn’t even have time to react; silver needles pierced their foreheads, their eyes widening in shock as they fell to the ground, dead.
Swish!
The sudden turn of events caused Blanche and Samuel’s faces to pale, both of them stunned.
"You..."
Samuel began to speak, but Evan Junlin appeared before him in an instant, slapping him hard across the face and sending him sprawling.
"Son!!!"
Blanche screamed in horror as she watched her beloved son get struck. Her face twisted in fury, she pointed at Evan like a madwoman. "How dare you hit my son! I’ll make sure you die a miserable death!"
Smack!!!
Evan struck again, knocking Blanche to the ground. Her face instantly swelled and turned red from the impact.
The Thomas Household members looked on in utter shock.
Evan Junlin then stepped on Samuel’s face, coldly saying, "Do you think you can trample me?"
"Do you?"
Samuel, his face contorted with rage, roared back, "You damned bastard! I am the eldest son of the Samuel Household, and you dare treat me this way? You’re dead! I’ll make you wish you were never born!"
"You won’t get the chance."
Evan Junlin replied without expression. He stomped down hard, crushing Samuel’s skull underfoot.
In an instant, the scene turned gruesome, blood splattering everywhere.
Elder Thomas, Timothy, Dorothy, and the others looked away, their faces contorting at the grisly sight.
"Son!!!"
Blanche, lying on the ground, watched as her son died before her eyes. She screamed in agony, her eyes bloodshot with fury. "You... I'll kill you!"
In a frenzy, Blanche scrambled up, rushing towards Evan Junlin like a madwoman.
Crack!
Evie, having dealt with the Samuel guards, intercepted Blanche. With a swift motion, she snapped Blanche’s neck, tossing her lifeless body to the ground.
And so, this mother and son duo from one of the six major clans of Jiangnan found themselves in the underworld, never expecting such a grim fate.
"Grandfather Thomas, are you all okay?"
Evan Junlin asked, helping Elder Thomas to his feet.
"Junlin, we owe you so much. If it weren’t for you, I would’ve lost Sophie, my precious granddaughter!"
Elder Thomas expressed his gratitude sincerely.
"If it wasn’t for him, would Sophie have been humiliated to the point of suicide? And now, he’s not only offended the Blake Household but also killed Blanche and Samuel—one a lady of the Samuel Household, the other the young master. Both died here at our Thomas Household. Once the Samuel Household finds out, we’re all doomed!"
