Chapter 30: Chapter 30 - 30 The development of the event was somewhat unexpected_1

Slaughter was underway.

In that moment, the expansive Qingshi Town echoed with the shrill screams of agony and cries for mercy.

And then, the curses and insults followed.

As the various sounds gradually faded,

the air in Qingshi Town was slowly pervaded by a thick scent of blood.

Bright red blood flowed into the streets,

forming river after river of crimson.

The heavy pressure made it somewhat unbearable, a little hard to catch one’s breath.

“What’s wrong?”

“Having trouble bearing it?”

At the main entrance of the Luo Family Ancestral Land in Qingshi Town,

Luo Changfeng looked at the young boy Luo Chuan beside him, whose tender little face had turned a bit pale, and he couldn’t help but smile slightly.

“Still, still okay…”

Luo Chuan bit his teeth hard and replied in a low voice, his face pale.

“In times of chaos, one must be stead, and harbor no hope for fluke.”

“However, this slaughter is not without its benefits.”

“It has cleared out the major family powers within Qingshi Town and left behind a great deal of unclaimed property.”

“Likewise, this massacre has also hastened the already limited lifespan of the Da Feng Dynasty.”

“The true times of chaos are about to begin…”

Luo Changfeng spoke these words calmly,

as if he was talking to himself, or perhaps for the little fellow Luo Chuan beside him to hear.

“Elder Changfeng, since you said the true times of chaos are about to descend, regarding Third Uncle…”

“What are your plans for the future?”

Suddenly, Luo Chuan turned his head.

His face was a bit pale as he asked Luo Changfeng softly.

“Your third uncle, Luo Yong, has always wanted to go out and make his mark, hasn’t he?”

“Fulfilling his wish is not altogether a bad idea.”

“Is that so?” Hearing this, the youngster Luo Chuan inadvertently raised his eyebrows slightly.

Although Patriarch Changfeng beside him hadn’t said much,

Luo Chuan was able to infer many implications from these words.

Third Uncle Luo Yong, the strongest within the Luo Family,

likewise commanded the Luo Family’s strongest and most elite house servants.

Logically, in the face of the true chaos about to unfold,

Patriarch Changfeng should not allow his third uncle, Luo Yong, to leave the clan to venture out.

And yet, his ancestor had just made such a statement.

“Fulfilling his wish is not altogether a bad idea!”

Adding to what Elder Changfeng had previously mentioned, “Your question is good, do not ask again in the future!”

Luo Chuan seemed to understand something in his heart.

Their Ancestor of the Luo Family had always been pretending.

So-called talk of one foot in the grave…

It was all fake!!!

“Elder Changfeng…”

At the entrance of the Luo Family Ancestral Land,

Luo Chuan carefully observed his ancestor’s face, bloodless and full of wrinkles, before speaking out.

“Is there something else?”

“Elder Changfeng, in the past, has anyone ever told you…”

As he spoke, the young Luo Chuan hesitated momentarily.

“Ever told me what?” Luo Changfeng countered.

Luo Chuan: “Elder Changfeng, has anyone ever told you before that you are very scheming?”

Luo Changfeng:

After Luo Changfeng and Luo Chuan, the older and the younger, looked at each other for a moment,

they couldn’t help but burst into laughter at the same time.

“People say that ‘dragons beget dragons, phoenixes birth phoenixes’, yet this little fellow of yours…”

“is completely different from your father!”

Having said that, Luo Changfeng silently turned around, placing his hands behind his back,

and walked silently towards his own courtyard.

Now that the killing had gradually ceased,

the farce had also reached its end.

There was no longer any need for him to stay and watch the drama unfold.

As time passed by,

within a mere moment, Luo Changfeng had vanished from Luo Chuan’s sight.

“If the truth of the matter is not far off from my conjectures…”

“Then, the really turbulent family in Qingshi Town,”

“seems to no longer be Luo Family I am part of.”

“Instead, it’s the Zhao Family of Qingshi Town!”

Of course, besides that, there was another matter that particularly piqued Luo Chuan’s interest.

It was about the Hu Family, one of the four great families of Qingshi Town.

Logically, at that point in time,

if the object of the Hu Family’s marriage alliance was not his sister, Luo Youwei,

perhaps, the alliance would have already been successfully formed.

But now, well…

Unfortunately,

the Hu Family, being one of the four great families of Qingshi Town, seemed still unaware of what an opportunity they had missed.

“Want to see the Luo Family fall?”

“The Hu Family might no longer have that chance.”

The next day,

early in the morning,

while the sky was still a dusky gray,

Luo Changfeng, the Ancestor of the Luo Family, once again stepped out of the Luo Family Ancestral Land.

[Tramp tramp…]

[Tramp tramp tramp…]

The sounds of neat, synchronized footsteps continued without end across the not-too-large yet not-too-small Qingshi Town.

The very sound of these footsteps revealed one thing.

The elite soldiers belonging to the Da Feng Dynasty had not yet departed.

“This stench of blood, it’s indeed strong….”

Outside the Luo Family Ancestral Land, on a deserted street devoid of pedestrians,

Luo Changfeng looked at the thick, almost tangible blood mist over Qingshi Town, unable to disperse in such a short time.

His brows furrowed slightly.

The development of this situation seemed to have somewhat exceeded his expectations.

If it were only about killing those families that did not produce gold and silver,

this affair should have ended by now.

The airspace above Qingshi Town would not be condensed with such a heavy blood mist.

The situation at hand only indicated one thing,

those soldiers stationed in Qingshi Town had gotten a taste of sweetness, the thrill of looting gold and silver in vast amounts.

They had become somewhat unable to control their own excitement.

Their hands could no longer restrain the swords they wielded.

“That clan estate over there, which family within Qingshi Town does it belong to?”

“With such a grand scale of architecture, it must be very wealthy, right?”

On a street not far from the Luo Family Ancestral Land within Qingshi Town,

stood a soldier clad in crimson Iron Armor, brandishing a bloodstained ten-fold steel blade, his face full of murderous intent,

greedily gazing at the swath of buildings belonging to the Luo Family,

speaking to his comrades in a low voice.

“Are you suicidal?”

“That is the territory of the Luo Family Clan, one of the four strongest families in Qingshi Town.”

“Other minor family powers aside,”

“the Luo Family is not that simple!”

“If we really provoke the Luo Family because of your actions, leading to a clash between us and them,”

“when the general finds out,”

“even ten lives wouldn’t be enough to compensate!”

“Is that so? Well then, forget about it…”