Qin Yang looked at Yun Kun, who was kneeling on the ground and weeping bitterly, and there was no pity in his eyes, only endless coldness.
He slowly squatted down, reached out and patted Yun Kun's cheek, and sneered, "Yun Kun, are you scared now?"
"If only I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place."
"Do you think I'll let you go if you kneel down and beg for mercy?"
"You're so naive!"
Qin Yang's voice wasn't loud, but it sounded like a death sentence, making Yun Kun feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body trembled.
"No...don't..."
Yun Kun shook his head desperately, his eyes filled with despair.
He knew that he was doomed today.
Qin Yang will absolutely not let him go.
"Snap!"
A cold glint flashed in Qin Yang's eyes, and he suddenly exerted force with his right hand, snapping Yun Kun's neck.
Yun Kun's body twitched a few times, then became completely still.
His eyes remained wide open, filled with resentment and fear.
He seemed unable to believe that he had actually died.
Qin Yang slowly stood up, glanced at Yun Kun's corpse, and his eyes showed no emotion.
For him, killing Yun Kun was as easy as stepping on an ant.
Anyone who dares to harm those around him should be prepared to pay the price!
"Whoosh!"
Qin Yang leaped out through the shattered windshield.
The out-of-control plane swayed and rattled in the air, making a series of teeth-grinding "crunching" sounds.
In the end, it crashed to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
"Boom!"
With a deafening roar, the plane crashed in the wilderness, bursting into flames and billowing thick smoke.
Qin Yang stood on the ground, looking up at the towering flames, his eyes cold.
He turned around, looking in the direction of Ninghai City, the provincial capital, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
"Yun family, it's your turn!"
His voice was deep and cold, filled with murderous intent.
Anyone who dares to touch those around him will be made to pay the price for the entire Yun family!
A powerful aura erupted from him, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.
A bloody storm is about to break!
Ninghai City is about to undergo a major transformation!
Ninghai City, Yun Family Mansion.
The antique-style living room was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood, yet the atmosphere was oppressive and suffocating.
Yun Tianlong sat in the armchair, his face ashen, the purple clay teapot in his hand making a "crunching" sound.
On the phone screen, there was a shocking news report about the crash and explosion of Yun Kun's private plane.
"It's obvious without even thinking, it was him who did it..."
Yun Tianlong's voice was hoarse, as if it were being squeezed out from deep in his throat.
He slammed the phone to the ground, and the screen shattered instantly.
"You unfilial son! You unfilial son!"
He pounded his chest and stamped his feet, roaring in anger.
"I warned you long ago not to mess with Qin Yang! Not to mess with him! But you wouldn't listen!"
"Now look what's happened, we've lost our lives!"
Yun Tianlong was so angry that he trembled all over, and his vision blurred.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
But deep inside, a tremendous sense of sorrow surged forth like a tide.
"Kun'er... my Kun'er..."
He murmured to himself, his voice choked with emotion.
Although he always says that if his son is gone, he can have another one.
But Yun Tianlong knew in his heart that he was already over sixty years old, and the probability of having another child was extremely low.
Yunkun was his only son and all his hope.
Now, all hope is lost.
Yun Tianlong felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, the pain making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
He closed his eyes, and two streams of murky tears slowly slid down his cheeks.
After a long while, Yun Tianlong opened his eyes, a resolute look flashing in them.
"Someone come here!"
He said in a deep voice.
A middle-aged man who looked like a butler strode in, bowed, and said, "Master, what are your orders?"
"Prepare gifts! Generous gifts!"
Yun Tianlong gritted his teeth and said, word by word.
"I want to personally apologize to Mr. Qin!"
"No matter the cost, we must quell his anger!"
"I can't... I can't let the Yun family be destroyed in my hands!"
Yun Tianlong's voice was deep and firm.
He knew that Qin Yang's strength was unfathomable.
Yun Kun's death was just the beginning.
If he doesn't react in time, the entire Yun family will face annihilation.
The butler was taken aback, but then understood Yun Tianlong's meaning and quickly replied, "Yes, Master, I'll make the arrangements right away!"
"etc!"
Yun Tianlong called out to him.
"Bring all the best medicinal herbs and most precious antiques from the family!"
"Also, bring out my gold-threaded soft armor!"
He added.
The butler was startled.
The golden silk armor is a family heirloom of the Yun family, priceless and impervious to swords and spears.
The patriarch is even willing to bring out this; it seems he's really going all out this time.
"Yes, Master!"
The butler dared not ask any more questions and quickly withdrew.
Yun Tianlong slowly got up, walked to the window, and looked at the gloomy sky outside.
He knew a storm was brewing.
And he had to hold up the sky for the Yun family.
Just then, a series of hurried footsteps approached.
A servant scrambled in, his face ashen and filled with terror.
"Master! Master! Something terrible has happened!"
He shouted breathlessly.
"Someone...someone has broken in!"
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