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After that, Zhao Quan set up a defensive formation for the lady boss. The lady boss didn't understand why Zhao Quan did that.    

    

All of a sudden, more than a dozen cultivators appeared, and they unleashed their deadly attacks as soon as they showed their faces.    

    

The power of their killing moves was so strong that they didn't have to worry about it at all. Was there anyone around?    

    

If it wasn't for Zhao Quan setting up a defensive formation in front of the Lady Boss, she would have died a long time ago!    

    

Even so, the sudden attack had frightened the Lady Boss.    

    

More than ten cultivators suddenly appeared and attacked without saying a word. It was as if they wanted to kill Zhao Quan.    

    

As for the lady boss who was standing around Zhao Quan... It was obvious that it was worth it for an ordinary member of the Huang Clan to exchange for the life of the Zhao Family's patriarch. Anyone else would be happy to do this business. All the big shots were cruel and merciless, without exception.    

    

However, this was obviously Huang Ye's idea of being optimistic. In the next moment, Zhao Quan used reality to let them understand what cruelty was.    

    

They just stood there without moving. With a wave of their hands, countless powerful Psionic Skill were unleashed.    

    

In an instant, all kinds of colorful Psionic Skill bloomed in the air, blocking all the attacks. Not to mention, he started to fight against more than ten cultivators at the same time with his own strength. He even had the upper hand, making the cultivators fight hard.    

    

As for the one who was killed, Zhao Quan was still standing in the same spot with a smile on his face.    

    

Just this demeanor of not being able to move an ancient well with the wind alone was enough to make the Lady Boss, who was being protected, submit at the first possible moment.    

    

There was even a moment when she felt that if she wasn't married, she would fall in love with Zhao Quan...    

    

At this moment, Zhao Quan didn't pay attention to the Lady Boss, nor did he pay attention to the dozen or so cultivators. Instead, he looked into the distance.    

    

Someone in the distance sighed. Finally, he walked out of the black shadow. Looking at the outline, he slightly arched his back. It was unknown whether he had his backbone bent by the years, or if he had been overwhelmed by the fate of Huang Clan. And this old man was the old patriarch, Huang Ye.    

    

When they got closer, Huang Ye looked at Zhao Quan and said, "It is the misfortune of the Huang Clan to have you in the Zhao Family."    

    

Zhao Quan held the bow of a junior and bowed to Huang Ye. After that, he replied, "It's the Huang Clan's good fortune to have you in Huang Clan."    

    

Huang Ye stood in front of Zhao Quan. He was not afraid that Zhao Quan would attack him. He just asked, "Are you sure that I will betray you?"    

    

Zhao Quan smiled and said, "What else can I do? Let him take the lives of the Huang Clan and let him do whatever he wants?"    

    

This rhetorical question with a smile made Huang Ye silent. Obviously, he could not continue this topic.    

    

In the next moment, Huang Ye turned his head and looked at the lady boss who was protected by the formation, "Bai Ling, do you hate grandpa?"    

    

The Lady Boss shook her head. "No, I do deserve to die."    

    

A sincere smile appeared on Huang Ye's face, "My good granddaughter, grandpa has let you down, but I can't let the Huang Clan down."    

    

The Lady Boss also nodded, "I know. From the moment I contacted you, I have already betrayed my family. It's only natural that you want to kill me. I have no regrets. "    

    

"It's just that I don't want to see the people of Huang Clan die in this world. We really have no strength to fight back."    

    

The Lady Boss seemed to want to persuade Huang Ye, but Huang Ye shook his head and turned his head to look at the night sky.    

    

"The heavens won't let Huang Clan live. There's nothing we can do."    

    

Zhao Quan didn't like this kind of argument the most. He often blamed it on the heavens.    

    

Why was the heavens so idle? Why did they have to care about you even if you were to fart? Did you burst the feces of a beggar into his underpants?    

    

Zhao Quan couldn't stand it, so he said bluntly, "It's not that the heavens don't want your Huang Clan to stay, it's that your Huang Clan doesn't want to stay."    

    

"Your granddaughter just said that I can tell you again now. "I can promise on behalf of all the major families that I will keep your Huang Clan alive, and I can guarantee that you will receive a treatment no less than those of the major families. You can even become a subsidiary family of the Zhao Family and be protected by the Zhao Family, taking care of your family members' lives and safety."    

    

"However, Huang Burang must die. In the face of the great power of the world, I won't allow such an unstable bomb to explode."    

    

"Of course you can choose to protect Huang Burang. It's nothing more than the death of the Huang Clan."    

    

Zhao Quan's words were spoken in a relaxed manner, but it was a heavy blow to Huang Ye's heart.    

    

The geniuses of a clan, the hope for the rise of a clan, if they were killed, there would be no hope for the rise of the Huang Clan in a hundred years. Not killing him? The Huang Clan would have no hope of rising again in a hundred days. There was no doubt about it, Huang Ye.    

    

Zhao Quan was already here, but the people of the Huang Clan still wanted to run away? Was that even possible? Therefore, he had no intention of doing so.    

    

With his hands behind his back, Huang Ye looked at Zhao Quan once again, "Although you are the new patriarch of Zhao Family, what right do you have to guarantee it?"    

    

Zhao Quan had many proof, but he didn't want to list them one by one to Huang Ye. He didn't need to list them to Huang Ye.    

    

Therefore, he said to Huang Ye, "I don't want to kill Huang Clan, but I don't want to commit a great crime. I don't think this is a matter that must be wiped out. After all, I don't have any grudges with Huang Clan. I only attacked because of stability."    

    

"But I put ten yuan into the beggar's bowl because of kindness on the street, but the beggar asked me to provide the legal source of the ten yuan. This doesn't seem appropriate. " Old Patriarch Huang, what do you think? "    

    

Comparing Huang Clan to a beggar might make Huang Ye very unhappy.    

    

But why would Zhao Quan take care of his emotions? He was only thinking for the sake of the Huang Clan. He didn't want to kill anyone.    

    

Now, the Huang Clan actually wanted him to provide proof. What right did he have to provide proof, and why did he have to take care of Huang Ye's feelings?    

    

Huang Ye was really angry. He couldn't lose the dignity of his family.    

    

He stared at Zhao Quan and said solemnly, "The Huang Clan will never accept any form of humiliation!"    

    

What he said was really domineering, but he had to have the strength to match it.    

    

Therefore, in the next moment, Zhao Quan unleashed the Canglong Spirit Skill, allowing several Golden Dragons to soar into the sky, instantly killing more than a dozen cultivators. While harvesting their lives, he also squeezed their corpses into ashes, not leaving them in this world.    

    

After that, Zhao Quan turned to Huang Ye and said, "This isn't an insult. I'm just telling you the truth."    

    

What was a fact? The truth was that if Zhao Quan was willing, the Huang Clan wouldn't be able to make it through the night even if it wasn't during the day!    

    

Huang Ye also realized this point. Therefore, although his face was calm, his heart was shocked to the extreme.    

    

Those dozen or so people were the elites of the clan. They could be said to be the experts amongst the experts.    

    

In the end, they didn't even have a chance to live in front of Zhao Quan. If it wasn't for Zhao Quan holding back just now, they would have died a long time ago.    

    

It was a pity that he was so domineering that he didn't have the confidence to do so. That was why the dozen of them died just like that.    

    

Zhao Quan sat on the stone slab, took out a cigarette, and lit it. After that, he crossed his legs and looked at the starry sky leisurely.    

    

"The heavens never care about the affairs of the mortal world. The matters of the mortal world can only be decided by the people themselves."    

    

"Only by choosing the right one can one survive. It's just like how the old ancestor of the Heavenly Huang Clan changed from a royal family to a civilian family inheritance."    

    

"If you make the wrong choice, you will be crushed by the wheels of history. Without the nourishment of flying dust, there won't be a new family growing."    

    

"Old Patriarch Huang, take your time to choose. I'm not in a hurry, I'm really not in a hurry."