Chapter 1187: Kick Your Head Like a Ball

Over at the Zhong Family, everyone was trembling in fear, their eyes filled with resentment as they looked at the only remaining Zhong Guoqiang.

Originally, their lives were quite good after aligning with the Three Great Families, but these father and son, not knowing what had gotten into their heads, insisted on taking the path of betrayal, ultimately dragging them all into the abyss.

Zhong Guoqiang was now pale with fright and at a loss, it was no exaggeration to say that he was utterly terrified.

When Mr. Ye’s gaze fell upon him, he dropped to his knees with a thud.

“Mr. Ye, I was wrong, this time I was truly wrong, no, no… this time it’s not my fault at all, it was all my father, he insisted on betraying you, it wasn’t my idea at all.

I am loyal to you, as long as you spare me, I am willing to be your dog, I will do whatever you tell me to do…”

Since Zhong Baichun was already dead, he now, in order to survive, poured all the blame onto his old father.

“You’re saying this was all your father’s idea?”

Mr. Ye asked with a cold smile.

“Yes, yes, he was old and muddled, he insisted on betraying you, I tried to dissuade him but couldn’t…”

Zhong Guoqiang said eagerly, seemingly seeing a glimmer of hope.

Mr. Ye shook his head, “None of that matters, what matters is that you once said if I defeated Murong Chenglong, you would give me your head to kick around like a ball. Now it’s time to fulfill that promise…”

Zhong Guoqiang shivered, then raised his hand and slapped himself several times. He hated his cheap mouth, why say anything else, why say these things?

“Mr. Ye, I’m really sorry, those were all things my father forced me to say, it really wasn’t my fault…”

“I already said, other things don’t matter. As a man, you should at least keep your word.”

A cold glint suddenly flashed in Mr. Ye’s eyes. The most detestable people were those like the Zhong Family father and son, who were completely opportunistic scoundrels.

To save their lives, they would even betray their own father; for profit, they would do anything.

If he had failed this time, their methods against his Family would definitely be more ruthless than those of the Murong Family.

Therefore, he had no sympathy or pity for such people. A wind blade sliced out, and Zhong Guoqiang’s still pleading face instantly flew up, then crashed heavily to the ground, a strong scent of blood instantly permeating the entire scene.

The scene was deathly silent. If one listened closely, they could occasionally hear the sound of some people’s teeth chattering, especially those of the Zhong Family. A few were even so scared that they

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peed their pants on the spot.

“All right, I know these matters don’t have much to do with you all. Now, go back. Honestly wait for the Three Great Families to take over the Zhong Family’s properties.”

Mr. Ye waved his hand, and the remaining members of the Zhong Family were instantly as if granted a great pardon, fleeing from the place in a hurry.

And the Three Great Families had already prepared for victory. As soon as the news spread, people immediately began to collect the fruits of victory, not giving the other side any chance to tamper with anything.

After dealing with the Zhong Family, Mr. Ye looked towards the Murong Family.

“Patriarch Murong, it’s time for us to settle accounts.”

Murong Chengdu sighed deeply. At this moment, his heart was filled with regret. He should not have been impulsive and challenged the Three Great Families, and even more, he should not have challenged this Young man.

Murong Ping was right, this was not an ordinary person. Even if one couldn’t be friends with such a person, one should never provoke him, and certainly not be his enemy.

It was a pity that there was no regret medicine in the world. Now he could only bear the consequences of his wrong decision.

“Mr. Ye, the victor is king, the loser is a bandit. I admit defeat.”

At this moment, Murong Chengdu seemed to have aged decades. He knew what this decision meant for the Murong Family; from now on, there would be no Murong Family in the Imperial Capital.

“Mr. Ye, Heaven has the virtue of cherishing life. I dare to ask you to leave a path for the Murong Family to survive.”

“Is that so?” Mr. Ye smiled coldly, “Then I ask you, if I had failed this time, how would your Murong Family have treated the Three Great Families and my Family, how would you have treated my relatives and friends?”

“This…”

Murong Chengdu was immediately speechless.

According to the previous plan, if the Three Great Families failed, they would be completely annihilated, and Mr. Ye’s women would definitely become playthings for his Grandsons.

As for this Young man, they would try every means to retaliate, and even killing him would be too lenient, they would definitely make his life worse than death.

Understanding this, his eyes immediately filled with despair, his face ashen, as if he had already seen the complete demise of the Murong Family.

“Chief Instructor, please leave a path for the Murong Family to survive.”

At this moment, Murong Ping came before Mr. Ye and knelt down with a thud.

“Chief Instructor, your subordinate is incompetent. This time I failed to prevent the Murong Family from making a mistake, but please be magnanimous and leave a path for the Murong Family to survive.”

Mr. Ye looked at Murong Ping, and after a moment of silence, said, “Given that you once followed

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me, I can spare the Murong Family once.

However, there are three conditions: First, those who deserve to die must die. Second, from now on, there will be no Murong Family in the Imperial Capital, and no Murong Family disciples are allowed to step foot in the Imperial Capital for life. Third, hand over all assets, and from then on, you will serve as the Patriarch of the Murong Family.”

He knew that Murong Ping could not make this decision, so he turned to Murong Chengdu: “You have one minute to consider. Make your choice quickly.”

“Mr. Ye, I know what to do.”

Murong Chengdu, being able to become the Patriarch of the Murong Family, was also a decisive person. He knew that this was already the best outcome, at least leaving the Murong Family with a Foundation.

He turned around and looked at the three Murong Hai brothers.

“Grandpa, please don’t kill me, I’m your own Grandson…”

Murong Hai showed a pleading expression, but before he could finish speaking, Murong Chengdu had already struck his head with a palm, and he instantly bled from his seven orifices and died.

He knew that Mr. Ye could spare the Murong Family, but some people had to die, such as these three Grandsons.

Next was Murong Tian, who was also killed by his palm strike.

Seeing that things were not good, Murong River turned to run, but was struck in the back by Murong Chengdu’s palm, spitting blood and dying instantly.

In the blink of an eye, having personally killed three Grandsons, Murong Chengdu’s hands trembled slightly.

He looked at the hundreds of Murong Family disciples present: “I announce that from today onwards, Murong Ping will serve as the Patriarch of the Murong Family. He will immediately handle the Imperial Capital’s properties, and no one else is allowed to touch a single cent.”

After doing all this, he turned back: “Mr. Ye, I have been cautious my whole life, but I never thought I would ultimately make a mistake by becoming your enemy.

It’s a pity that one false step leads to eternal regret; it’s too late to turn back. I ask for nothing else, only that you keep your promise.”

After speaking, he raised his hand and struck the top of his own head with a palm, then fell to the ground with a thud, taking his own life.

Seeing Murong Chengdu die on the spot, everyone else sighed.

Originally, the Murong Family was also a first-class Family in the Imperial Capital, renowned, but ultimately met such a fate.

The reason for this was insatiable greed, like a snake trying to swallow an elephant, vainly attempting to trample the other Three Great Families underfoot, ultimately destroying themselves.

Without strength to match their greed, the ultimate result is self-destruction.

With the Zhong Family father and son dead and the Murong Family Patriarch committing suicide, it was now the turn of the traitorous Families to become nervous, unsure of how they would be dealt with.