The Unknown God of War

"I don't even bother to acknowledge my own virtues. Are you implying that lowly people like you can also enjoy the land of good
fortune that Master Lu is seeking?" Hu Jie taunted, crossing his arms and squinting at them with a condescending attitude, filled
with provocation and sarcasm.
Chu Feng, who had been pulling the weeds, paused for a moment, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes.
Yang Jingyu's expression abruptly changed, but since Chu Feng had not given any orders, he did not dare to act recklessly.
"How dare you speak like that! Show some respect!" Yun Muqing's voice trembled with anger as she pointed at Hu Jie. "Don't
you know how to respect the deceased? Just because you're searching for a place with good fortune, you want us to relocate
the grave and disturb the dead. Why? Aren't you afraid of tarnishing your own morality?"
Hu Jie's gaze swept across Yun Muqing's beautiful face, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He, who had been on the verge of anger,
transformed into a sinister smile.
"Respect? Girl, I already respect you very much. Or perhaps you want me to show my respect in a different way?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked over the flowers and fruits in front of Ye Qingrou's tombstone and ruthlessly trampled
them several times. The mud and dirty water on the ground splashed directly onto the photo on the tombstone.
Chu Feng's face turned icy, and a surge of murderous intent emanated from him.
Hu Jie laughed shamelessly. "See? That's what disrespect looks like!"
"My dear, why don't we book a private room and discuss respect all night?" he added, his tone full of vulgarity.
"You shameless scum!" Yun Muqing's anger reached its peak, causing her body to tremble.
At that moment, Chu Feng finally spoke, his voice calm and composed. "Make him kneel and apologize."
Yang Jingyu bowed slightly agreeing to his command.

Hu Jie, however, seemed to find it all amusing. He exaggerated his gestures and laughed, "What did you say? Make me kneel
down and apologize. Haha! Everyone, did you hear that? I'm so scared!"
The bodyguards surrounding them wore smug smiles, their faces filled with disdain. They found it amusing that just a few people
like them could easily overpower Hu Jie and his companions.
Lu Wen nonchalantly fiddled with her manicure and sneered, "Idiot."
"If you don't want to make me mad, get the hell out of here. Or maybe, if you kneel and apologize to me, I might consider giving
you an additional settlement fee so that you can afford a high-end cemetery. That way, this wretched woman won't let you down.
How about that? Shall I leave the corpse exposed in the wilderness?"
Hu Jie grinned, displaying his white teeth, radiating arrogance and dominance.
Chu Feng subtly shifted his position, his gaze turning cold as a knife.
Yang Jingyu wasted no time in words. A pistol flashed in his hand.
"Bang! Bang!"
Before Hu Jie could react, the muzzle of the gun was lowered, and his kneecap was pierced. Blood gushed out, and his screams
filled the air, resembling that of a slaughtered pig.
The smiles on the faces of the bodyguards froze, and Lu Wen's pretty face turned serious.
No one expected that this burly man would strike with such ruthlessness and without hesitation.
Hu Jie's kneecaps were pierced, causing him to fall to his knees with a thud. He cried in agony, his face contorted with pain and
madness, roaring, "You bastard! How dare you shoot me? Do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is?"
"Bang!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Yang Jingyu struck Hu Jie's chin with his gun, dislocating his jaw. Several teeth flew out, and
his mouth filled with blood.