Translator: CinderTL
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Hengguang Garden.
Dozens of police cars arrived in a hurry, stopping directly at the entrance of the Jin family estate.
Immediately after, fully armed members of the Security Bureau disembarked one by one. Judging from their numbers, there were at least a hundred of them.
These elite officers swiftly sealed off all entry and exit points, surrounding the entire Jin family estate with an impenetrable blockade.
As they encircled the estate, Fang Lieyun, known as the number one expert of the Security Bureau, led a small team and quickly made his way toward the main building.
"Captain Fang!"
Upon seeing Fang Lieyun's arrival, a middle-aged man with the title of Deputy Director stepped forward eagerly, as if he had seen a savior.
Even though his rank was technically higher than Fang Lieyun's, no one in the Security Bureau found this strange.
Fang Lieyun's achievements were more than enough to make him a Deputy Director, if not the Director himself.
However, he had a strong sense of justice and had, on multiple occasions, beaten criminals to death during arrests.
His merits and demerits balanced out, leaving him stuck in his current position as the captain of the First Action Squad.
Still, his title as the top expert of the Guangzhou Security Bureau spoke volumes about his capabilities.
"Director Huang, what's the situation?" Fang Lieyun got straight to the point.
"The assailant is inside, slaughtering indiscriminately. No one can stop him. The moment our men try to enter, they are immediately killed. Right now, everyone is too afraid to move."
The middle-aged man, addressed as Director Huang, responded like a subordinate.
Fang Lieyun glanced at the Security Bureau personnel who had arrived earlier with Mo Lei…
Each of them looked toward the estate with fear and dread in their eyes. Even though they knew the murderer was inside, none of them dared to step forward.
After all, to them, being a Security Bureau officer was just a job.
This job allowed them to exert authority and enjoy various privileges, but if it meant throwing their lives away…
They simply didn't have that kind of courage.
Those who truly had the courage had already died avenging Mo Lei, slain by Li Chunjun's sword.
Fang Lieyun did not blame these ordinary Security Bureau members. He simply frowned and asked, "Where did this killer come from? They say he's from Guangzhou? Why have I never heard of such a person?"
He had been temporarily assigned to a neighboring city the previous week to capture a Integration Realm criminal, so he was unaware of recent events.
Director Huang and several nearby squad leaders exchanged glances, all remaining silent.
At that moment, a few well-known businessmen and influential figures from Guangzhou approached, shouting angrily:
"Director Huang! What the hell is the Security Bureau doing!? Just letting the killer rampage inside!? Are you even capable of doing your job!? If not, get someone who can!"
"We pay so much in taxes every year, and this is how you repay us!? When we escaped, Boss Liu and President Wang were already dead! And you're all just standing around!? Do something! What are our taxes even funding!?"
Their faces burned with fury.
They had been lucky enough to escape while Li Chunjun was busy slaughtering other wealthy and powerful individuals.
Having barely survived, they were now filled with rage.
Seeing Director Huang here, they showed no mercy in their scolding.
"Boss Lu, Representative Fang, please rest assured. Our elite forces have arrived. We will eliminate the assailant immediately and give you all a proper resolution!"
Director Huang hurriedly promised.
At the same time, he subtly signaled Fang Lieyun.
Noting this, Fang Lieyun suppressed his questions and led his most capable men toward the main building.
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Jin Family Hall.
The first floor of the mansion had become a scene of hell on earth.
Crimson blood stained the floor, walls, sofas, and tables. Corpses lay scattered across the room in grotesque positions.
The carnage was even worse than it had been seven days ago.
Some who were still clinging to life groaned in agony, their cries making the scene even more horrifying.
At this moment, no one was left standing.
Li Chunjun held his sword, stepping toward those still breathing, finishing them off one by one.
Each strike of his blade pierced through their skulls.
During the chaos of battle, he hadn't had the time to precisely target throats, hearts, or heads, leaving several people barely alive.
Now, as he ended the suffering of a few more victims, he arrived before a "familiar face."
"P-please… spare me… Li… Li Chunjun, Master Li… Grandmaster Li… I had nothing to do with this! I am innocent…"
A middle-aged man, his foot severed, wept bitterly.
"Innocent? Headmaster Li, care to explain why I was expelled?"
Li Chunjun asked coldly.
"I… I…"
The middle-aged man's mind raced, desperately searching for an excuse. But with his excruciating pain and the short amount of time, he couldn't come up with anything.
In the end, he could only plead, "I had no choice! The Jin family pressured me! It was the board's decision! I'm just a hired headmaster—how could I possibly stand against the Jin family? I have seventy-year-old parents, six children to support… I couldn't afford to lose my job…"
"Yes, it's difficult, isn't it? What could you do? You couldn't oppose the Jin family, so you had to aid the wicked and wield the knife against those weaker than you."
Li Chunjun chuckled.
Blood trickled down his face—his own, or perhaps someone else's.
"In the past, you never gave these things a second thought. You never considered that expelling a mere student could be the final blow that shattered his spirit. But now, you are the weak one, and suddenly, you find yourself pitiful, helpless, begging for mercy, claiming you had no choice."
As he spoke, he slowly raised his sword, aiming at the man's head.
"No, no, no! I know I was wrong! I know I was wrong! I'll reinstate you! The purpose of education is to correct mistakes—please, just give me another—"
"You don't know you were wrong."
Li Chunjun interrupted.
Whoosh!
Under the headmaster's gaze, filled with terror and despair, the blade fell, piercing his skull in an instant.
"You only know you're about to die."
TL/N: *Chef's Kiss*
Squelch!
Li Chunjun withdrew his sword.
Hearing the commotion outside, he turned toward the last remaining figure of importance in the room—Jin Guangming.
Blood dripped from the tip of his sword, falling rhythmically, like the whisper of a nightmare.
Jin Guangming, chairman of the Jin Group, felt his heart tighten in fear, almost unable to breathe.
He knew there was no escape for him today.
Thus, he did not scream or beg for mercy.
Yet, when the moment truly arrived, he could not stop himself from trembling.
A flood of thoughts surged through his mind—
Why hadn't he disciplined his son, Jin Haoxuan, more strictly?
Why hadn't he erased all traces of their wrongdoing immediately after the incident?
Why hadn't he hired top-tier experts to guarantee his safety?
Why hadn't he sought out cultivators to track down and eliminate this menace with their mystical arts?
Why…?
Countless thoughts raced through his mind, but in the end, they all turned into helplessness and despair.
(End of the Chapter)
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