The System Arrives: Leading My Clan to Become the Strongest

But this time, Zhao Kun was unlike his usual self. He rushed forward, stumbled through the story of his encounter on the street with a choked voice, and even rolled up his sleeve to show the scrapes on his arm. The smile on Zhao Lifeng’s face instantly froze, replaced by a layer of frost.

”Who dared to touch you? Didn’t you mention our Zhao Family’s name?”

Zhao Lifeng’s face was covered in frost as he looked at Zhao Kun’s injuries. He knew that he himself was reluctant to hit this son, yet now he had been injured by others. Did they really think his Zhao Family was easy to bully?

”I did! Why wouldn’t I?”

Zhao Kun was so angry he stomped his feet.

”I told them my grandfather is a Ninth Layer of Golden Core Old Ancestor, but those people didn’t care at all! Not only did they beat all my servants down, they even pointed a sword at my glabella and forced me to pay more than two hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones!”

The more he spoke, the more agitated he became, his voice trembling.

”He even said... that grandfather’s Golden Core cultivation was nothing worth mentioning in his eyes, and that our Zhao Family were just useless bullies! Father, you must avenge me!”

”Bang!”

Zhao Lifeng slammed his palm heavily onto the table. The expensive sandalwood table instantly cracked with a spiderweb-like fissure. The pressure of the Initial Golden Core Stage swept out like a tide, causing the candles in the hall to flicker wildly, almost extinguishing.

”Who are they? Have you found out clearly?”

Zhao Lifeng didn’t immediately promise to avenge Zhao Kun. As the Zhao Family Head, he knew that only by knowing oneself and the enemy could one find the opponent’s weakness and deliver a killing blow.

”When I came back, I already told people to keep an eye on them. Judging by the time, they should be back soon.”

Zhao Kun said, his face filled with hatred.

”Young Master, we found them.”

Just then, the person sent out to monitor Jiang Beiyuan and his group rushed in.

”Greetings to the Family Head.”

However, as soon as he entered, he saw the frost-faced Zhao Lifeng. The servant immediately shuddered and respectfully bowed.

”What did you find? Tell me, who are they?”

Zhao Lifeng looked at the trembling servant before him and asked with an unkind gaze.

”Clan Chief, that group entered the Royal Courtyard and hasn’t come out.”

The servant immediately replied.

”You may leave.”

Hearing the answer, Zhao Lifeng signaled for the man to leave, but muttered to himself.

”The Royal Courtyard, huh? No wonder they don’t put my Zhao Family in their eyes. But so what? They just moved into the Royal Courtyard; they aren’t surnamed Huangfu.”

Zhao Lifeng looked at Zhao Kun, who was still standing there, and couldn’t help but comfort him.

”The Qingfeng Martial Meet is about to start immediately, and the opponents are staying in the Royal Courtyard. We’ll put this matter aside for now. I will help you take revenge after the Qingfeng Martial Meet.”

”But...”

Seeing that his father was actually planning to temporarily suppress this matter, Zhao Kun immediately became displeased. In his mind, his father should have immediately set off to destroy the opposing group.

Seeing his son acting this way, Zhao Lifeng’s brow furrowed even tighter. It seemed he had been too indulgent with this son.

”Can’t hold your temper!”

He shouted in a low voice, his tone laced with disappointment.

”How could the Royal Courtyard be an ordinary place? Those who can live there are either Imperial Relatives or honored guests treated with courtesy by Your Majesty. If we act now and alarm the people in the palace, even your grandfather stepping forward might not help?”

”But they are just a group of outsiders!”

Zhao Kun roared unwillingly: ”Why should they be allowed to stay in the Royal Courtyard?”

”And what if they are outsiders?”

Zhao Lifeng sneered, a hint of malice flashing in his eyes. ”For the Imperial Family to make an exception and arrange lodging, this Jiang Family is probably not as simple as you think. For now, do not act rashly.”

He paced to the entrance of the main hall, looking at the deep night outside, his tone icy:

”The Qingfeng Martial Meet is the best opportunity. When the time comes, we will certainly find a way to deal with them.”