The old man’s words merely conveyed to Zhang Yang that the Jiang family had colluded with the Huyan family and were in league with the Demonic Sect. Thus, moving against the Jiangs would mean the Medical Saint Zhang Family would offend both the Huyan family and the Demonic Sect simultaneously.

In the elder's mind, even if Zhang Yang was from the Medical Saint Zhang Family and possessed unfathomable strength, avenging the Yan family would still be extraordinarily difficult. Therefore, the elder did not truly expect Zhang Yang to risk offending two major powers like the Huyan family and the Demonic Sect for the sake of the Yan family.

Instead, he was preparing to offer the half-volume of the Poison Scripture. Firstly, it was to return what was rightfully theirs; secondly, he hoped that Zhang Yang, remembering the slight past goodwill between the Yan and Zhang families, might protect Yan Liangfei from persecution by the Jiang family.

If Zhang Yang would also take Yan Liangfei as an apprentice, that would be even better. Zhang Yang heard the old man speak, showing no expression, but inwardly, he was sneering relentlessly.

The Huyan family? The Demonic Sect?

How could these factions be taken seriously by Zhang Yang? Putting aside the Huyan family, which had already been completely annihilated, Zhang Yang had already crippled the Demonic Sect during the incident on the Long Family Plain.

The guardians of the Demonic Sect, including the Sect Master, three cultivators at the Fourth Level of Internal Strength, had all been rendered useless. Such a Demonic Sect would be struggling to survive, how could they possibly concern themselves with a minor noble family in a small county town like North Suburb?

The Jiang family’s two supposed pillars of support were, to Zhang Yang, less significant than that half-volume of the Poison Scripture. Zhang Yang clenched his fists and straightened his posture.

The Yan family's blood feud, Mi Xue's poisoning revenge, and now the grudge over this incomplete, peerless Poison Scripture—with all three merged—Jiang family, what reason do you have left to exist in this world? North Suburb Jiang Family, I am determined to destroy you!

As if sensing the towering rage boiling within Zhang Yang, Zhui Feng let out a resounding neigh outside the Yan family courtyard and paced to the entrance of the small yard. “Jee-jee-jee!” “Squeak-squeak-squeak!” The two little ones, Zhui Feng and Wuying, barked back, unwilling to be outdone.

They too could no longer hold back, desperately wishing to charge into the Jiang compound immediately and teach that ignorant, ungrateful minor noble family a lesson! “This…” The elder was stunned by Zhang Yang’s demeanor, looking ready to fight the Jiang family to the death, clearly not taking the warning to heart.

“Benefactor, behind the Jiang family are the Huyan family and the Demonic Sect…” The elder’s words were cut short by Zhang Yang. “Old man, the Demonic Sect was already crippled by me long ago.

As for the Huyan family… hehe, they no longer exist in this world!” Zhang Yang’s implication was clear: the Demonic Sect and the Huyan family had already been dealt with by him previously; there was absolutely no need for concern. Upon hearing Zhang Yang’s words, the elder’s eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets, her hands trembling uncontrollably, unable to believe: “The Demonic Sect and the Huyan family… both, both are gone?” Zhang Yang did not look at the elder, walking directly to Tang Xiaolan, lifting Yan Liangfei from her embrace in one fluid motion, and heading towards the courtyard entrance.

He placed Yan Liangfei onto Zhui Feng’s back, then vaulted gracefully onto the horse himself. “Fei’er!” Tang Xiaolan, who had been completely unsuspecting of Zhang Yang, only became frantic after he placed Yan Liangfei on the horse: “W-where are you taking my Fei’er?” Zhang Yang patted Zhui Feng, then turned back to the elder and Tang Xiaolan in the yard, saying, “The feud between your Yan family and the Jiang family, even if Yan Liangfei cannot exact revenge himself, he must witness it with his own eyes, otherwise this matter will become a lingering shadow in his heart, greatly hindering his future cultivation.” Hearing Zhang Yang’s explanation, Tang Xiaolan started to object, but the elder stopped her.

The elder gazed deeply at Zhang Yang, then closed her eyes, murmuring, “My Fei’er, I entrust him to Benefactor’s care!” Hearing the elder’s words, Tang Xiaolan grew anxious: “Mother!” The elder shot Tang Xiaolan a fierce glare, and Tang Xiaolan’s eyes reddened before she clamped her mouth shut, saying no more, turning instead to look toward the courtyard gate! But as she looked, there was no sign of Zhang Yang or her son near the small courtyard entrance?

“Fei’er!” Tang Xiaolan cried out and rushed out of the small yard, scanning everywhere, but the area outside the small yard was wide open—there wasn't a single person in sight! “Fei’er, Fei’er…” Tears once again blurred Tang Xiaolan’s eyes.

At this moment, the elder walked over unsteadily, extended a hand, and rested it on Tang Xiaolan’s shoulder, letting out a sigh. Tang Xiaolan turned and collapsed into the elder’s embrace, sobbing.

The elder stroked Tang Xiaolan’s hair, her gaze fixed on the distant horizon… After Zhang Yang offered his simple explanation to the Yan family elder and Tang Xiaolan, Zhui Feng had already spread his four legs and was galloping wildly. In the blink of an eye, Zhui Feng carried Zhang Yang and Yan Liangfei out of the village where the Yan family resided, speeding directly toward the largest mansion Yan Liangfei had previously indicated.

From this end of North Suburb to the other, Zhui Feng took less than five minutes! Wummm~~~ Wummm~~~ Right at the entrance of the largest mansion in all of North Suburb, a high-end SUV was being driven rapidly in the open space before the gate, executing sharp turns and drifts with great enjoyment!

Shandian (Lightning) shot straight toward this location, and the SUV happened to be blocking the path directly in front of the Jiang family gate, proving to be a significant obstruction. Back in Changjing, Shandian had long been dissatisfied with that iron lump named Mercedes-Benz, because Zhang Yang always drove that piece of junk and left him behind at the villa.

Now, since they were here for vengeance, and Zhang Yang hadn't objected, Zhui Feng raised his hooves and heavily stomped down onto the hood of the SUV that was in the middle of executing a flashy drift! Boom!

With a deafening crash! The SUV immediately lost control, erupting in a burst of flame, skidding a considerable distance before finally stopping right in front of the Jiang family gate!

Once the SUV came to a halt, the doors were instantly flung open, and two young men scrambled out. Fortunately, nothing serious had happened; both were safe and sound, but the car was probably completely totaled!

Shandian’s speed was so immense that one stomp from his hoof wrecked the vehicle, yet the two occupants didn't even see what happened. After emerging from the car, the two men looked at each other, still unsure how their SUV had suddenly been destroyed.

Zhang Yang, riding Zhui Feng, finally stopped, with Yan Liangfei in tow, directly in front of the wrecked SUV. However, the two youths seemed completely oblivious to Zhang Yang’s presence, arguing amongst themselves instead.

“What? It’s broken just like that?” “Damn it, they dare call this a several-hundred-thousand-dollar car?” “Brother, it’s all your fault, you can’t drive well, but you insisted on driving.

If you’d let me, it definitely wouldn’t have ended up like this!” “Nonsense! How could this be an issue of my driving skill?

I’ve never heard of someone crashing a car while drifting!” “Brother, Brother, look!” “Look at what? Even if I look at it, it wasn’t me who broke the car!” “Not the car, it’s the horse!” “Horse, what horse—a horse?!

A horse!!” The two brothers finally noticed Zhang Yang’s arrival. Especially the older one, clearly the elder brother, whose eyes widened at the sight of Zhang Yang’s magnificent Zhui Feng!

Zhang Yang dismounted, then lifted the still-unconscious Yan Liangfei from the saddle. The younger man’s eyes lit up when he saw Zhang Yang holding Yan Liangfei.

He slapped his older brother’s side and exclaimed, “Brother, look quickly, it’s that kid from the Yan family!” “What? That kid from the Yan family?” The man called ‘brother’ quickly leaned over and, upon seeing that the person in Zhang Yang’s grasp was indeed the Yan family youth sent away to the outer regions, Yan Liangfei!

“You are… Uncle Haozi from the Demonic Sect, right? I am Jiang Anhū, my father is Jiang Tianxia!” Seeing Yan Liangfei, the younger one immediately announced his name and mistakenly took Zhang Yang for the operative Haozi that the Jiang family had hired in Changjing to deal with Yan Liangfei.

“So, you’re Uncle Haozi. My father mentioned you to us brothers before.

I am Jiang Anshou, Jiang Anhū’s older brother!” The elder brother, Jiang Anshou, seeing his younger brother greet Zhang Yang first, rushed forward lest he be left behind and also saluted Zhang Yang. These two brothers were precisely the Jiang family youths who had a conflict with Yan Liangfei and were severely thrashed by him right before Yan Liangfei was sent to Changjing.

Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes, looking at the two young men, and asked, “Are you from the Jiang family?” Jiang Anshou and Jiang Anhū nodded quickly. Zhang Yang inwardly sneered; good, these were the ones he was looking for!

“My father and grandfather have been cultivating in Yanming Mountain recently. Currently, it’s just us two brothers in the Jiang family manor!” Jiang Anhū quickly replied, and after answering, he didn't forget to cast a smug glance at his brother, the meaning being that he had once again taken the lead.

Jiang Anshou, unwilling to be outdone and fearing his brother might steal the limelight, quickly said, “Uncle Haozi, why don't you come in and sit for a while? I’ll call right away to inform my father that you’ve brought Yan Liangfei back!” They are both on Yanming Mountain?

That saves me effort; I don’t have to worry about any slipping through the net, Zhang Yang thought upon hearing this. Then, he crouched down and pressed several vital points on Yan Liangfei’s body.

Immediately after, Yan Liangfei's eyes snapped open, bloodshot veins mapping across his pupils! “Ah!

Uncle Haozi, what are you doing?” Jiang Anshou and Jiang Anhū were confused as to why their “Uncle Haozi” was waking Yan Liangfei up. In the brothers’ view, this was not the right time to awaken him.

They should have tied him up, suspended him, and then woken him up for a proper humiliation! “It’s you!” Hearing the voices of the Jiang Anshou and Jiang Anhū brothers, Yan Liangfei roared, executed a perfect forward roll from the ground, and lunged toward the two brothers, landing a punch on each!

Dong! Dong!

Two powerful blows! Yan Liangfei put all his strength into those two strikes, showing absolutely no mercy!

“Aah!!” The Jiang Anshou and Jiang Anhū brothers were instantly struck down to the ground, clutching their struck eyes and howling in pain! “Uncle Haozi, quickly, stop him!” Jiang Anshou knew well that he and his brother were no match for Yan Liangfei, so, clutching his eyes and ignoring the pain, he immediately shouted to Zhang Yang.