When confronted with questions from Gray Wolf Number Twelve, who was standing guard at the entrance, Li Mu simply raised the corners of his mouth and returned a smile.

After removing the face paint, No. 12 looked even younger, probably around the same age as herself.

"You're Li Mu? The Li Mu from Jiangcheng? I'm Wei Xiaotian, I met you at Dead Man Mountain that day."

The war god with his medium-length hair that day left a deep impression on them.

After returning to their base, they watched the surveillance video repeatedly, but they still didn't know whether his name was Li Mu or Li Mo.

Although they found his information through the internal network, they just couldn't believe that the God of War would overlap with the rich kid Li Mu.

This was not the time for the two to recognize each other, and Li Mu never imagined that he would meet Wei Xiaotian.

At this moment, Chen Jizu, the head of the Chen family, and his younger brother Chen Yaozu came out to greet them.

"Young friend Li, I am Chen Jizu. Please come in for a chat."

Seeing that Chen Jizu's expression was calm and he showed no signs of panic, Li Mu followed him inside.

The three people in the living room immediately cast scrutinizing glances at him, but he didn't care and sat down opposite them nonchalantly.

What Li Mu found frustrating was that the once-large Chen family now consisted only of Old Master Chen and his brothers, plus two nannies, making a total of five people.

Li Mu's plan was to kill the young people and the head of the Chen family after arriving, and then leave, but now there isn't a single young person left.

"You must be Arita's grandson. I went to the battlefield with your grandfather back then."

Although I never shielded him from bullets, I carried him out of the battlefield.

This sentiment, though insignificant, may not be enough to atone for my grandson's offense.

The old man from the Chen family across from them spoke up.

This man, already in his eighties and frailties, had a pair of dark yellow eyes that shone with a sharp light.

He stared intently at Li Mu as he spoke, his eyes gleaming.

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Li Mu listened to what Old Master Chen had to say and seemed to be deep in thought.

When Grandpa Chen mentioned his grandfather Li Youtian, an image of an old man immediately appeared in Li Mu's mind.

My grandfather, who was always proud and unyielding, told me many stories about war when I was a child, but he never mentioned being carried off the battlefield.

The old man has passed away, so we can't verify the truth of the matter. However, since he mentioned it, we should give him some face.

“Old Master Chen, I, Li Mu, am a man who clearly distinguishes between gratitude and resentment. Since you have mentioned the friendship of the older generation, I can let the rest of the Chen family go.”

The group breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Li Mu say that he would let the Chen family go.

However, Li Mude hadn't finished speaking.

"Old man, I respect your outstanding achievements, but I don't agree with you raising a group of arrogant and domineering descendants."

"I can spare everyone else, but the head of the Chen family must die. Who is the head of the Chen family?"

The people in the living room had just breathed a sigh of relief, but after hearing what followed, they gasped for breath again.

Upon hearing Li Mu ask the Chen family patriarch, Chen Jizu stood up voluntarily.

"What?"

The one who reacted the most was not a member of the Chen family, but one of the two martial artists.

“Young man of the Li family, what do you mean by this? Since we are all descendants of old friends, we should let this matter rest. Why be so aggressive?”

When Cao Changyun heard Li Mu say that the Chen family head should not be let go, he felt offended. The Zongwu Department was here, yet they still wanted to kill someone.

"Who are you?"

Li Mu knew that these two martial artists were there to support the Chen family.

If these two don't say anything, that's fine, but if they try to stop him, he won't be polite to them.

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"snort!"

Cao Changyun was furious at Li Mu's questioning. As the Minister of the Zongwu Department, he was a respected figure wherever he went. Yet, he was treated like nothing in front of this kid. It was simply outrageous.

Hearing Cao Changyun's disgruntled snort, Li Mu said nothing more and looked at Chen Jizu, saying:

"Are you the head of the Chen family? I'll give you a month to prepare for your funeral."

“Young man from the Li family, I am Cao Changyun, the Minister of the Zongwu Department. This matter ends here. You may leave now. Otherwise, I will take you down.”

Seeing that Li Mu was still determined to do it, Cao Changyun had no choice but to issue a warning.

"Oh! Zongwu Division! Never heard of it. But who can stop me, Li Mu, from killing the people I want to kill?"

After Li Mu finished speaking, he threw a punch at Chen Jizu. A burst of gas shot out of his body, almost tangible, and instantly entered Chen Jizu's body.

Li Mu's punch wasn't meant to blow someone up; he simply channeled spiritual energy into Chen Jizu's body, severing his life force.

After all, I had promised to give him a month to prepare for his funeral, and I kept my word.

Seeing that Li Mu still dared to attack despite his warning, Cao Changyun shouted:

"Old Wei, come with me to capture this boy and bring him back to Zongwu."

After Cao Changyun finished speaking, he took the lead in activating the Xuan Tian Dragon Claw Hand and grabbed at Li Mu.

Wei Changsheng, who was sitting down, was a beat slower, but he also got up and pounced over.

However, before Wei Changsheng could even reach Li Mu, Cao Changyun had already been lifted into the air by Li Mu, who had grabbed him by the neck.

He stopped abruptly, his face paling, and saw Li Mu preparing to throw Cao Changyun to the ground. He shouted to stop him.

"Fellow Daoist Li, no, please show mercy."

If Li Mu were to fall like that, Cao Changyun would at least lose half his life, if not die.

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Although Wei Xiaotian was on guard duty, he had been keeping an eye on the situation in the living room. Seeing the change, he immediately ran in and shouted:

"Li, Li Mu, no, no, please don't, please let Grandpa Cao go."

Previously, Wei Changsheng called out to Li Mu, but he ignored him. Now that Wei Xiaotian spoke, he stopped throwing Li Mu and simply tossed him aside.

"Alright! I'll give you face, but remember you owe me a roast duck."

"Okay, okay, Li Mu, thank you. I'll treat you to roast duck right away. Come on, let's go, I'll treat you now."

Seeing that his grandfather was alright and that Li Mu had released Grandpa Cao, Wei Xiaotian quickly agreed to Li Mu's request and pulled him outside.

He was afraid that if Li Mu stayed any longer, he would really go on a killing spree. Even Grandpa Cao couldn't beat Li Mu, so no one here would survive.

After landing, Cao Changyun staggered back more than ten steps like a drunkard, leaving more than ten footprints on the ground, and smashed the cabinet against the wall.

At this moment, Cao Changyun was shocked and almost vomited blood from Li Mu's words. His life was only worth a roast duck.

Li Mu was pulled into the courtyard by Wei Xiaotian. With a sway, he broke free from Wei Xiaotian's grasp and slipped out of the courtyard in a few quick movements.

"Wei Xiaotian, remember you owe me a roast duck. See you again sometime."

By the time Wei Xiaotian chased Li Mu out of the courtyard gate, Li Mu had already disappeared.

A few minutes later, Wei Changsheng and Cao Changyun regulated their breathing, bowed to the Chen family father and son, and took their leave.

At this moment, both of them were deeply shocked. There was such an extraordinary being hiding in China.

The two had long heard of Li Mu's extraordinary strength, but they thought it only applied to low- to mid-level martial artists. They never expected that they were just as weak as him.