CHAPTER 747: CHAPTER 377: THE DUST SETTLES

For ordinary people, this was just another day of continuous rain.

Those who had lived in Huadu for a long time, regardless of the weather, would always carry an umbrella just in case.

The weather in Huadu changed unpredictably.

Therefore, when the overcast clouds loomed over the sky, Huadu remained calm.

Ordinary people had to enjoy both the sunshine and the torrential rain alike.

Because for ordinary people, they had to endure whatever weather came their way; since they couldn’t change it, they had to get used to it early on.

But it was different for the great families of Huadu.

During the Zhang Family’s celebration, Lin Beichen slaughtered the entire Zhang Family bloodline continuously, killing over a hundred people both inside and outside the estate.

The Zhang Family was completely erased from existence!

From now on, there would no longer be a faction represented by Zhang Songqiao in the history of Huadu.

When the heavy rain finally stopped, the Zhang Family estate had already turned into a lake of blood.

Lin Beichen annihilated everyone in the Zhang Family, yet his expression remained extremely calm, as if he had just done a minor, insignificant task.

He waved his hand gently, as if erasing all the dust, and all the blood and corpses in the Zhang Family estate turned to ashes and vanished.

After doing all this, Lin Beichen walked back to the entrance.

On the wooden steps of the grand entrance of the Zhang Family, stood a man, Xu Jiangyan.

Xu Jiangyan stared blankly at Lin Beichen, feeling an icy chill throughout his body, as if even his soul was frozen by Lin Beichen’s eyes.

With a thud.

Xu Jiangyan knelt forcefully to the ground, his eyes filled with intense fear.

"Mr. Lin, thank you for gracing us with your presence. Xu has committed many offenses for not coming to greet you earlier. Please punish me."

Xu Jiangyan was originally a proud man.

As the patriarch of the foremost family in Huadu.

Xu Jiangyan wielded unique authority.

Before this, no one in Huadu dared to oppose him, even someone as ambitious as Zhang Songqiao had to bow before him.

However, upon witnessing Lin Beichen massacre the entire Zhang Family, any remnants of Xu Jiangyan’s pride dissipated, and he knelt completely before Lin Beichen.

Power, dignity, and even life itself no longer mattered.

In the face of such a terrifying master, any hesitation would turn into an all-consuming flame, burning oneself.

Xu Jiangyan had to consider not only his family but also himself.

In his eyes, the prowess Lin Beichen displayed far exceeded the limits of what he thought imaginable.

In front of such a high being, he couldn’t think of any way to struggle.

At this moment, aside from fear, Xu Jiangyan’s heart was filled with even more fear.

In front of such a high being, ambitions like uniting the world, revitalizing Jiangnan, or challenging the North, all vanished into smoke.

Survival!

This was his only thought.

The flames burned fiercely, and the wind howled.

Xu Jiangyan knelt on the ground trembling, never daring to lift his head to look at Lin Beichen.

Time passed by slowly.

No one knew how long it took.

Xu Jiangyan carefully lifted his head and looked around, only to find the courtyard silently empty, devoid of a single figure.

Lin Beichen had already left.

Xu Jiangyan collapsed to the ground, shivering with relief, a cold sweat breaking out over his body.

"This little life is finally preserved."

Xu Jiangyan muttered to himself.

He looked once more at the Zhang Family estate. The vast Zhang Family courtyard, with over a hundred banquet tables still standing quietly. Some dishes were half-eaten, while others remained untouched. The wine in the cups, mixed with rainwater, had already spilled onto the ground.

The Zhang Family was gone, but all the residual traces represented that there should have been people here.

Today was supposed to be very lively.

But because of a wrong decision by Zhang Songqiao, the entire family vanished on the spot.

Huadu felt as if it had experienced a magnitude nine earthquake.

After a heavy rain, the Zhang Family, which had just ascended to the top of Huadu, becoming one of the two major families, was entirely slaughtered.

Zhang Songqiao, who was hosting the banquet and receiving the Zhang family’s worship, died in his villa.

More than a few hundred members of the Zhang family died alongside him.

Zhang Songqiao’s son narrowly escaped but was discovered at the secret airport, where his neck was snapped, and he died in a private room.

The Zhang Family’s business immediately fell into chaos.

Some said the Zhang Family had done things they shouldn’t have and provoked people they shouldn’t have, leading to their downfall.

Others said the Zhang Family had offended the Water God and thus the whole family died in the heavy rain.

There were countless rumors, almost a hundred versions.

Everyone had their own explanations.

The more the story was told, the more it was exaggerated, yet no one came forward to refute it.

Because no matter how absurd the stories were, one consensus remained.

The entire Zhang Family was dead.

The upper-class families had more theories about the Zhang Family’s demise, but none as outlandish as those of the common folk.

Many analyzed the various pieces of information and concluded that it was Bai Yunfei who had acted.

Bai Yunfei dared to come to the South to develop partly because he had a third uncle who was the vice president of the Huadu Management Association.

This person had always been in the spotlight.

However, after the Bai Group incident, people discovered that although he was the vice president of the Management Association, he had little actual power.

Bai Yunfei couldn’t have relied on this person to take over the Zhang Family.

So the major families changed their thinking, looking for other clues, and finally traced it back to Lin Beichen.

Though Lin Beichen’s name had already become well-known, it still felt very enigmatic, as if he hadn’t truly existed.