Chapter 1615 - 1491: Fear
"If you’re not going to sit, then kneel!"
Ye Qingfeng flicked his finger, releasing a burst of Spiritual Power, which split in two and struck the Zuo Family Head’s legs, causing him to buckle and kneel instantly.
Zuo Fugui attempted to rise, but he abruptly realized his legs had lost all sensation, and he could no longer control them.
"What have you done to me? My legs, ah!" Zuo Fugui cried out in agony.
For a man of his stature, losing sensation in his legs was far more unbearable and unacceptable than losing a billion dollars.
"Now, do any of you have any objections?" Ye Qingfeng’s gaze flickered slightly around the hall, causing the Family Heads of ten families to lower their heads, not daring to speak further.
"Ye Qingfeng, you’re reckless and tyrannical. You’ll pay the price eventually! Wan Potian will surely defeat you!" Zuo Fugui shouted in pain, feeling intensely agitated.
"Swish!"
The Futu Sword moved, carrying a trail of crimson flame and swiftly sliced across Zuo Fugui’s head, and blood gushed from his neck in an instant.
Horrific! Bloody!
The hearts of the family heads trembled in disbelief as the head of a prominent family was killed in an instant by this young man.
Indeed, he behaved without restraint, dominating and bloodthirsty beyond measure!
For a moment, everyone held their breath, not even daring to glance at Ye Qingfeng.
"Now, let’s discuss compensation!" Ye Qingfeng calmly stated.
"Compensate, we’re willing to compensate! No matter the amount, we’re willing to pay!"
A Family Head immediately called out, with others nodding in agreement.
With their wealth, paying some money was not considered a significant loss!
"Ten billion!" A faint number was uttered.
Faces instantly changed color, and the expressions of the ten Family Heads turned wildly, as this amount was equivalent to the total wealth of a prominent family in an average city.
Even for them, it was a sum difficult to bear.
Inconceivable.
"I’ll give you ten counts to decide. Those willing to pay, stand behind me." Ye Qingfeng remarked indifferently.
The wealthy Family Heads displayed hesitation. On one side was the terrifying threat of a fierce star; on the other, an immense wealth that could affect family development—a truly difficult decision.
This fierce star was truly merciless.
"Five counts remaining," Ye Qingfeng stated with a cold expression.
"This, this amount is excessive, could it be reduced?" a Family Head spoke up.
Ye Qingfeng closed his eyes and said nothing.
At this moment, someone moved, it was the Xiong Family Master, the first to step forth, respectfully walking behind Ye Qingfeng.
Other Family Heads’ expressions changed dramatically.
"Xiong Family Master, you actually surrendered first!"
A Family Head cried out in shock.
The Xiong Family, host of their alliance, surprisingly, was the first to yield to Ye Qingfeng.
Ultimately, five Family Heads positioned themselves behind Ye Qingfeng, while the others were still hesitating.
"Time’s up."
Ye Qingfeng suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the remaining ten Family Heads, causing their hearts to tremble.
The sum of ten billion was exceedingly large, and they gritted their teeth to persist. Yet, under Ye Qingfeng’s terrifying and indifferent gaze, their hearts were filled with overwhelming fear.
They didn’t know how this cold and unfeeling youth before them would deal with them.
"Swish!"
The Futu Sword flew out, transformed into a sharp blade, spinning around the entire hall before returning to Ye Qingfeng’s hand.
At that moment, the arms of those ten Family Heads abruptly fell, blood flowing instantly, their arms dropped to the ground just like that.
The faces of each Family Head turned ashen, with cold sweat trickling down.
Too terrifying!
Everyone’s hearts tremored wildly. These were the Family Heads of major families, yet their arms were severed like this—a truly insane act.
"My account will be informed to you, remember to settle the payment!" Ye Qingfeng rose, and turned to leave.
The remaining Family Heads paused, wondering if losing an arm meant they wouldn’t need to pay?
Though losing an arm was incredibly painful, compared to ten billion, it was somewhat bearable!
"As for you, one hundred fifty billion per family. If not paid within three days, your families will be erased from this world!"
Ye Qingfeng, with his back to the crowd, reached the doorway, where the Futu Sword in his hand abruptly enlarged, suspended in the courtyard a gigantic Flame Divine Sword.
The massive illusion of the Futu Sword extended several yards, with flames blazing and descending from the sky, suddenly causing a loud explosion that stirred huge waves in the courtyard.
Everyone rushed into the courtyard, witnessing the commotion of smoke and dust, and after a brief moment, the mist dispersed, leaving a huge pit in the courtyard. As for the fierce star, he was already nowhere to be seen.
Swiftly!
The events at the Xiong Family spread quickly, causing a huge commotion throughout Yanjing.
Ye Qingfeng had indeed acted!
Even in Yanjing, after Wan Potian made his vow, Ye Qingfeng proceeded with unyielding tyranny.
It was as though he regarded Wan Potian with utter disregard.
A day later, the Su Family began sending people to collect debts, everyone knew, the Su Family was now working for Ye Qingfeng.
No family dared resist, the families previously part of the Xiong alliance could only obediently pay up, though there was definitely not that much cash.
All were various stocks and real estate, with plenty of inflated values—still a dreadful fortune.
Those Family Heads who stood behind Ye Qingfeng previously felt immensely relieved. Ten billion was a hundred times better than a hundred fifty billion!
Moreover, those Family Heads had their arms severed, becoming lifelong disabilities.
In future high-profile events, appearing with only one arm, was truly bizarre and embarrassing!
Especially during major events with dozens of elites gathered, ten prominent figures with just one arm; a scene exceedingly strange!
As the Su Family, representing Ye Qingfeng, began collecting debts in Yanjing, the Zhang Family also chose to remain silent.
They, too, felt the fear.
"Ye Qingfeng!"
Within the Zhang Family, Zhang Qixing looked dejected, his Dao Heart already crushed.
He couldn’t accept how incredibly powerful Ye Qingfeng had become, pressing the entire Yanjing breathless.
He had once foolishly attempted to challenge him—it was utterly laughable!
"Family Head, what should we do now? Will Ye Qingfeng attack our Zhang Family?" a Zhang Family disciple asked worriedly.
The Zhang Family Master’s expression changed slightly; indeed, they had been too impulsive this time.
Ye Qingfeng’s arrogance and indifference were even more frightening than they imagined.
"No matter, he won’t dare touch our Zhang Family!"
At that moment, a voice rang out, and an elder with crane-like hair and youthful complexion appeared.