Chapter 128: Oh no, what should I do now?

“The second young master of the Situ family, who was the hand that killed him?”
“Since Chu Tian is dead, and Liu Qingxue is so closely connected to him, then let her bear the wrath of the Situ family!”
Situ Wugou’s voice was icy cold, his eyes brimming with murderous intent.
“Very well, if the Situ family insists on a fight, then I shall accompany you to the end!”
Su Dingguo saw that there was no room for negotiation and could only accept the battle.
In an instant, the two became fleeting shadows, charging directly at each other.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Their fists and feet collided fiercely in the arena, each strike carrying overwhelming force, erupting with thunderous sounds in midair.
However, the clan heads present were all men of experience; they were not intimidated by a battle between masters of the Transformational Realm.
Especially the great families led by Li Jiahang—they had witnessed Chu Tian’s combat against the masters of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect before, a truly divine display of skill.
By comparison, the fight between Su Dingguo and Situ Wugou was well within their capacity to understand.
Yet, just because the clan heads thought so did not mean the thousands of spectators did too.
For most of them, it was their first time witnessing a battle between masters, and they could not help but exclaim in astonishment.
Situ Wugou pressed forward relentlessly, while Su Dingguo was pushed step by step backward.
Though both were masters at the Transformational Realm, the moment they engaged, a clear difference in skill was evident.
Situ Wugou’s offense was fierce and unrelenting, far beyond what Su Dingguo could withstand.
Within moments, Su Dingguo was driven to the edge of the stage.
With no way to retreat and nowhere left to turn,
“One punch to settle all!”
Su Dingguo took a deep breath, mustering all his energy into a single powerful strike.
But the Situ family master did not dodge or evade; instead, he raised his palm directly to meet Su Dingguo’s fist.
Boom!
The collision of fist and palm dissipated the tremendous force of Su Dingguo’s punch in an instant.
Su Dingguo’s fist was caught in the other’s palm, losing the initiative.
The next moment, Situ Wugou countered with a backhanded palm strike to Su Dingguo’s chest.
Bang!
Ribs shattered; Su Dingguo’s body collapsed like a kite with a broken string, falling off the stage and spewing blood.
“Master Su!”
Liu Qingxue’s heart jolted, rushing over immediately.
Wei Qingqiu followed closely, arriving at Su Dingguo’s side as well.
“Master Su, how are you?”
Liu Qingxue’s expression was pained, her voice trembling slightly.
After all, Master Su had been severely injured while standing up for Qingxue Group.
How could she bear to see him like this?
“I... I’m fine!”
Su Dingguo’s face was pale, his breath faint and shallow, exhaling but barely inhaling.
The palm strike from Situ Wugou had severely injured his dantian, leaving him gravely wounded.
“Quick, take Master Su down so he can rest and heal properly!”
Liu Qingxue commanded urgently.
At her words, murmurs rippled through the crowd.
“Master Su actually lost?”
“Master Su is a top expert from the Ancient Martial Arts Bureau—how could he be defeated so swiftly?”
“The Situ family truly lives up to their reputation as a great clan of Jinling, hiding such formidable warriors within!”
The onlookers murmured in awe, their eyes and voices filled with newfound respect as they cast their gazes toward the Situ family.
The Situ family they revered was not the one from Tianmen City, but the prestigious Jinling clan led by Situ Wudi!
This was a family rivaling the Long family of Jinling, their strength fully on par with the Longs, capable of deploying such formidable experts.
“Clan leader Situ, aren’t you being a bit excessive?”
Long Jianfei could no longer restrain himself, his eyes burning with anger.
“Long Jianfei, what do you mean? I don’t quite understand your implication!”
Situ Wuhen smiled coldly, feigning ignorance deliberately.
“The Jiangnan forces have always been united like branches of the same tree; even if there are internal disputes, they shouldn’t be settled in front of the Jiangbei people.”
“But you have repeatedly suppressed Qingxue Group—what is your true intention?”
Long Jianfei furrowed his brow, his tone growing firmer.
“Long Jianfei, the hatred among Jiangnan families far surpasses any conflict with Jiangbei!”
“Do you think the grudge over my son, Situ Feng, can go unavenged?”
Situ Wuhen’s expression darkened as he retorted sharply.
“The clan leader’s words are reasonable. If there are internal conflicts in Jiangnan, then naturally those must be resolved first. Our issues can wait.”
At that moment, Wan Tianyu spoke slowly, clearly supporting Situ Wuhen’s stance.
Upon hearing this, Long Jianfei’s heart sank; he no longer pursued the matter further.
The Situ and Wan families belonged to the south and north respectively, and had never had dealings before.
Now the Wan family suddenly backed the Situ family—what did this signify?
Could it be that the two great northern and southern clans had joined forces?
If that were true, the Long family was in grave danger!
Had Long Sihai still been here to oversee matters, the Situ family would never have dared such a brazen move.
But Long Sihai had been lured away by Wu Xingyan, and no one knew his whereabouts or well-being.
Without Long Sihai’s presence, the Long family’s deterrent power had greatly diminished.
Otherwise, Situ family would never have so openly defied the Long family—something unimaginable before.
Now, without Long Sihai’s influence, the Situ family had grown reckless.
At this moment,
Chu Tian and Long Tianjiao whispered closely, frequently leaning in to exchange words.
Their intimate closeness caught Shi Hu’s eye once again.
“Chu Tian, what exactly is your relationship with Miss Long? Are you truly siblings?”
Shi Hu could no longer contain his jealousy, his mind overwhelmed with envy.
“No, we are siblings without blood ties!”
Chu Tian paused briefly, then explained solemnly.
“Siblings without blood ties?”
Shi Hu was momentarily stunned, then instantly understood.
Siblings without blood ties—what else could that be?
No wonder they appeared so affectionate; they weren’t true siblings but seemed more like a young couple.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he grew. He had spent a fortune to buy tickets, which he discounted for Chu Tian and Long Tianjiao, hoping to win favor with the beauties.
But throughout the entire match, Long Tianjiao was too busy whispering to Chu Tian to even glance at Shi Hu once.
Shi Hu suddenly felt like a fool, wasting two tickets for nothing, and only benefiting that pair of lovebirds!
How could he swallow such a grievance?
“Return my ticket money later—every cent—or I’ll make you pay!”
Suppressing his rage, Shi Hu was not really concerned about the twenty thousand yuan, but simply refused to be made a fool of.