Chapter 7475
Spare His Life
"Oh!"
Without saying a word, Xiao Chen stomped down, landing precisely on Qin Mu's chest.
The immense force was like a thousand-pound hammer, crushing his internal organs. Qin Mu's vision went black, and he felt an unbearable pain in his chest. The familiar feeling of suffocation overwhelmed him instantly, and another mouthful of blood spurted out, staining Xiao Chen's trouser leg red.
"No...you can't kill me!" Qin Mu cried out in despair, his face covered in blood and tears.
"My father is Qin Shanhe! He's the president of the Capital Martial Arts Association! If you kill me, he will never let you go! He will do everything in his power to tear you to pieces!"
"You've said that more than once." Xiao Chen's voice was cold and devoid of any warmth. He slowly leaned down, his five fingers gripping Qin Mu's neck tightly like iron hoops, and with a slight effort, he lifted Qin Mu off the ground.
"Uh... Heh heh..." Qin Mu's feet left the ground as he frantically kicked and struggled. A terrible squeezing sensation came from his neck, preventing blood from flowing upwards. His face quickly turned from red to purple, and his eyes bulged out, filled with hideous blood vessels.
He could only make a hoarse, gasping sound in his throat, unable to utter a complete syllable; his life force was rapidly fading away.
"I gave you a way out, but you cut it off yourself." Xiao Chen's eyes were as cold as a deep, icy pool, his fingers slowly tightening, his killing intent palpable.
"Don't think that just because your father is Qin Shanhe, you can be the Heavenly King himself. Anyone who dares to touch my people or make a move against the Xunjiang Group will be killed without hesitation!"
The other two retainers, their eyes bloodshot and bulging with rage, charged at Xiao Chen like madmen, desperately channeling their true energy, their palms whistling as they tried to save Qin Mu.
However, Xiao Chen's invisible divine energy field had already unfolded, forming an indestructible transparent barrier that kept the two of them firmly outside.
No matter how they attacked or bombarded them, they could not advance an inch. Instead, they were forced to retreat repeatedly by the force of the air barrier's rebound, spitting out blood.
Just then, Xiao Chen's phone suddenly vibrated, and a special ringtone rang out urgently. This was a special ringtone that he had set up for a select few, and it was not something that ordinary people could dial.
Xiao Chen frowned slightly, one hand still tightly gripping Qin Mu's throat, the force of his fingers not lessening, while the other hand slowly took out his phone, the screen displaying the three words "Zhuang Zhenshou".
He pressed the answer button, and Zhuang Yuan's anxious and urgent voice immediately came through the receiver, tinged with pleading: "Mr. Xiao! Please calm down! Qin Mu must not be killed! Absolutely must not be killed!"
"His life and death are too important. Once you make a move, you will completely break ties with the entire Imperial Capital New Martial Arts Association, and it will be a fight to the death with no room for maneuver!"
Zhuang Yuan's voice trembled slightly with urgency.
"At that time, it will inevitably trigger a major earthquake that will sweep across the entire martial arts world of the Dragon Kingdom, and the Northwest will also be affected. Everything you have painstakingly built may be in vain! Please... please spare his life for the sake of the greater good!"
Xiao Chen remained expressionless. After hearing these words, he did not hesitate at all and directly pressed the hang-up button. The moment the screen went dark, his gaze fell back on Qin Mu, whose aura was growing weaker and weaker, and the killing intent in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.
Before he could exert force again, his phone vibrated once more, and the screen lit up, displaying an extremely unusual number. There was no location, no contact name, only a string of encrypted numbers that were difficult to trace, arranged in a bizarre way.
Xiao Chen's eyes flickered slightly, and his fingertips paused.
This number is of an extremely high level, so high that even he has to be wary of it. It is an encrypted number that only a few powerful elders in the top circle of the martial arts world in the Dragon Kingdom can possess, and it is far beyond what Zhuang Yuan can compare to.
He paused for two seconds, his murderous intent slightly diminishing, before finally pressing the answer button. He held the phone to his ear, saying nothing, but listening quietly. "Xiao Chen, let him go."
An aged, calm voice, yet carrying an unquestionable and supreme authority, came from the receiver.
The sound seemed to have been specially encrypted, carrying a faint electronic quality.
Yet strangely, it allows one to sense the immense power it contains, enough to shake the entire martial arts world of the Dragon Kingdom, as if every word and action could determine the life and death of countless people.
Xiao Chen remained silent, but with a slight tightening of his fingertips, Qin Mu's struggles grew weaker and weaker. His face had turned bluish-purple and black, and he was left with only a last breath.
His gaze was icy, fixed on Qin Mu in his hand, and the atmosphere around him became heavy once again.
A soft sigh seemed to come from the other end of the phone. The old man clearly knew Xiao Chen's temperament; ordinary words could not sway his determination.
He paused, then slowly spoke, presenting a groundbreaking condition that was enough to shake Xiao Chen's resolve:
"I will spare his life. I will not force you or coerce you. In exchange, I can tell you what Jiang Meng encountered, why she fled from the Spirit Realm in a panic, and where she has been hiding all these years."
Jiang Meng!
These two words exploded in Xiao Chen's mind like a thunderclap!
His body stiffened slightly, and the fingers gripping Qin Mu's neck unconsciously loosened their grip a little. This was the obsession buried in his heart, the mystery he could never unravel, and his only weakness.
At this moment, far away in the capital, in a heavily guarded, antique courtyard, the powerful old man sat in a rattan chair, holding an encrypted phone in his hand. His face was expressionless, but his eyes held a hint of complexity and difficulty.
He knew better than anyone that Xiao Chen was the pillar of his future that he valued highly and was even willing to bet everything on.
The martial arts world of the Dragon Kingdom is rife with undercurrents, various forces are entrenched, and foreign enemies are eyeing the future with covetous intent. Only someone as exceptionally talented and powerful as Xiao Chen can support the future situation.
He knew Qin Shanhe, the president of the Imperial Capital New Martial Arts Association, better than anyone else. Qin Shanhe was usually considerate of the overall situation and had a bottom line in his actions. But Qin Mu was his only son, his Achilles' heel, and his lifeline.
If Qin Mu really dies at Xiao Chen's hands, that so-called "bottom line" will completely disappear.
At that time, the enraged Qin Shanhe will surely transform into a mad lion, using all the power of the New Martial Arts Association to take revenge on Xiao Chen at all costs, even if it means stirring up the entire martial arts world of the Dragon Kingdom and creating a huge upheaval.
In recent years, the martial arts world of China has been turbulent and full of undercurrents. Various forces have been constantly fighting and clashing, which has led to a loss of balance and chaos.
If Xiao Chen were to truly strike and kill Qin Mu today, the new martial arts association in the capital would be thoroughly enraged and would fight him to the death.
Regardless of who wins or loses in this conflict, it will be an unbearable internal strife for the martial arts world of the Dragon Kingdom, and a devastating loss to the overall power structure of the Dragon Kingdom.
Therefore, the old man on the other end of the phone, even at a great cost, had to stop Xiao Chen from carrying out the killing! (End of Chapter)