"Master Qian, I only have one son... and now he's a cripple... how am I supposed to live?"

Qian Fei noticed that Qian Siyu's dantian was completely empty, as if it had been hollowed out. He was struck dumb and cried out in pain.

When the members of the Qian family's collateral branches saw Qian Siyu being crippled, their faces turned ashen and their hearts turned cold.

They originally followed Qian Fei, thinking they were going to deal with the mysterious expert who had injured Qian Siyu, but they never expected that Qian Qiang would personally take action and cripple Qian Siyu.

Their branch of the family already had a precarious position, and now there was almost no hope left; their hearts were filled with despair.

Qian Qiang coldly stared at Qian Fei's family and the rest of the extended family, his gaze sharp as knives. He said coldly, "If a son is not taught, it is the father's fault. What happened today is the fault of your parents for not disciplining you properly. Now, it's time to hold you accountable. You two, will you cripple your own cultivation, or do you want me to do it? If you want me to do it, then you will die!"

Upon hearing Qian Qiang's words, the experts from the Qian family's collateral branches became even more certain of their belief that their branch was completely finished.

Moreover, the fire at the city gate would affect the innocent bystanders, and they figured they would suffer as well. They were all terrified, their faces pale, and they didn't dare to breathe.

"Patriarch Qian, what are you doing? My son, Qian Siyu, only wanted to marry the daughter of a wonton shop owner as a concubine. In his eyes, this was a tremendous stroke of luck for that woman, giving her the opportunity to enter our Qian family and enjoy wealth and luxury. Is it really worth crippling my son for such a small matter? I imagine that if my son were truly in danger, he would have used our branch's jade pendant to ask you for help, right? But not only did you not help him, you crippled him. A person like you is not qualified to be the head of the direct line of the Qian family!"

Unexpectedly, a flame of hatred suddenly blazed in Qian Fei's eyes. He stared intently at Qian Qiang.

Qian Siyu was his Achilles' heel, but now that Qian Siyu had become a cripple, his hopes and pride had been shattered in an instant. How could he not be furious?

Qian Fei has lost his mind!

"Rules? Your branch has long since deviated from the rules that have been passed down in my Qian family for many years. You act recklessly and trample on the dignity of the family. How dare you talk to me about rules? If I do not kill one to warn a hundred others today, the Qian family will probably have no rules to speak of in the future, and the family order will be completely destroyed!"

Qian Qiang sneered, "It seems you're determined not to cripple your cultivation, but instead try to fight me, hoping to find a glimmer of hope in this life-or-death struggle?"

"That's right, you're heartless and insane. You crippled my son and destroyed all hope for our family. Today, my husband and I will fight you to the death, even if we're shattered to pieces, we'll make you pay the price!"

Before Qian Fei could speak, Liu Fu could no longer contain her anger. Her aura suddenly surged, like an enraged lioness, radiating a fierce aura.

With a swift movement, she snatched a long sword from the hand of a skilled fighter beside her. The blade gleamed coldly, and she pointed it at Qian Qiang, her eyes filled with determination and hatred.

"Qian Qiang, today is your death day! I want to see just how capable you, the so-called direct line patriarch, really are. From now on, I will be the patriarch of the Qian family. Who says only your direct descendants are qualified to manage the Qian family? The future of the Qian family should be controlled by us!"

Seeing Liu Fu's fighting spirit surging like a powder keg, Qian Fei was not to be outdone. He clenched his fists and drew his knife.

Both of them were at the initial stage of Martial Grandmaster. When they joined forces, their momentum was overwhelming. As long as no one else from the Demon Suppression Division intervened, they might not be a match for Qian Qiang.

After all, Qian Qiang was only a mid-level Martial Grandmaster, and they still harbored a sliver of hope that they might be able to turn the tide in this battle.

"You two are far more audacious than I ever imagined. To dare join forces against me is simply courting death!"

Qian Qiang was shocked by Qian Fei and Liu Fu's audacity. His killing intent surged like a raging tide. He snorted coldly, his voice filled with boundless murderous intent: "Originally, I only intended to cripple your cultivation, preventing you from committing further evil deeds, and then confiscate your property, letting you taste the bitterness of losing everything. But now it seems that people like you are stubborn and heinous, and can only repent for your crimes before the King of Hell!"

Sensing Qian Qiang's murderous intent, Qian Fei quickly addressed the thirty-odd experts he had gathered, saying, "Today, I urge you all to follow me and kill Qian Qiang! If we wipe out the direct line of the Qian family today, then our branch will become the direct line of the Qian family. At that time, all of the Qian family's resources and wealth will belong to us!"

If these people could lend a hand, his and Liu Fu's chances of winning today would be much greater.

However, reality dealt him a heavy blow.

“Brother Fei, we are from the Qian family, and Commander Qian Qiang is our patriarch. If we oppose him, it would be a heinous act. I advise you to lay down your weapons and surrender obediently. That way, Patriarch Qian Qiang might spare your life and your wife out of consideration for our kinship.”

Just then, Qian Fei's cousin, Qian Mingdi, stepped forward and spoke up.

Qian Mingdi is a high-level martial artist, and in this branch of the Qian family, his strength is second only to Qian Fei and Liu Fu.

He was well aware of the consequences of being at odds with the direct line and did not want the entire collateral branch to fall into an abyss of no return.

“That’s right, Brother Fei, if you dare to attack the direct line patriarch, that’s treason, a grave crime of betraying the family. This will not only condemn you to eternal damnation, but it will also implicate our entire collateral branch. Think it over!”

Then someone else stood up and echoed.

The men under Qian Fei usually followed him and seemed to be loyal and obedient to him.

But at this moment, faced with a life-or-death decision, they all stood on Qian Qiang's side.

Because they knew in their hearts that their branch could not be a direct opponent.

The direct descendants have deep roots in the family and are full of experts. If they were to become enemies with them, it would be like throwing an egg against a rock.

If they don't antagonize Qian Qiang now, they might still have a glimmer of hope to save their lives.

If you still can't grasp the situation and blindly take sides, you're definitely headed for death, dragging your entire family down with you.

"You...you ungrateful wretches, you're really impossible to fatten up! I've always treated you well, always thinking of you when there's something good to be had, but now, at this crucial moment, you've all turned against me and betrayed me!"

Upon seeing this, Qian Fei turned pale with anger, and his lips trembled slightly.

He never expected that among all the experts in his group, not a single one would stand firmly to support him; they were all opportunistic and fickle individuals.

"Qian Qiang, you only dare to be so arrogant because you're the commander of the Demon Suppression Division and have so many experts backing you up. Do you dare to fight us, husband and wife, and see who the real strongman is?"

Soon, Qian Feiqiang suppressed his anger and shouted at Qian Qiang, starting to use reverse psychology.