Chapter 65: Must Take Away

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Su Xiangzhan and his wife had barely taken a sip of their calming tea when Su Xiangwu, leading the Su family members, stormed into the small courtyard once again. The shock nearly caused Su Xiangzhan and his wife to drop their teacups.

“The City Lord’s Mansion has finally made a move!” Su Ran understood that on the surface, this seemed like Su Xiangwu attempting to seize the position of the Su family’s patriarch and future clan leader.

However, in reality, it was an attempt by the City Lord’s Mansion to infiltrate the Su family, driven by the mysterious spell master’s covetous desire for the Phoenix Bloodline within her.

Thus, the key to resolving the Su family’s crisis ultimately lay with the City Lord’s Mansion.

“Su Ran, you stay here. I’ll handle this,” Chen Fei stopped her from getting up, knowing that her injuries were still severe.

Su Ran glanced at Chen Fei before nodding in gratitude. “Big Brother, thank you.”

“No need to thank me. This is something I owe you and your husband,” Chen Fei replied, feeling awkward. He truly did not want to interact with Su Ran while using Chen Yang’s identity.

Seeing this, Lu Yijun also stayed behind with Chen Fei. Leaving at such a critical moment would not be appropriate.

“City Lord Ye, this is the Su family’s residence. Why have you brought people here?” Chen Fei looked at Ye Chenye, his tone carrying an icy edge.

“Chen Yang, you are an outsider interfering in Su family matters. I had no choice but to invite the City Lord to uphold justice for the Su family,” Su Xiangwu spoke before Ye Chenye could, shifting all blame onto Chen Yang.

Chen Fei was no stranger to such behavior. The Qin family had done the same in the past, and now the Su family was following suit. Ultimately, it all boiled down to strength—whoever had the stronger fist held the power to speak.

“Brother Chen Yang, you heard it yourself. This is a Su family internal matter, and as an outsider, you shouldn’t be here,” Ye Chenye said, adopting a righteous tone.

“As the City Lord of Huangwu City, I have an obligation to ensure that every family in the city receives their due justice. If you step away from the Su family now, I will immediately withdraw with my people and allow the Su family to resolve this on their own.”

Ye Chenye’s words seemed fair and gave Chen Yang a way out.

“Ridiculous!” Chen Fei sneered. “My younger brother is the Su family’s esteemed son-in-law, known by everyone in Huangwu City.

“Su Xiangwu is rebelling, attempting to seize power from the rightful patriarch. How could I stand idly by?”

“City Lord Ye, if you truly understand justice, you should not have come here in the first place.

“But if you plan to use your status as City Lord to forcibly interfere in Su family affairs, then I have nothing more to say—I will face you alone!”

Chen Fei laughed coldly, drawing his sword. A chilling aura radiated from him, and the murderous intent of the once-feared warrior who had suppressed the entire Qin family seemed to awaken once again.

The thick killing intent spread like a dense fog throughout the small courtyard. The weaker spell masters and even some of the lesser grand spell masters felt an inexplicable shiver run down their spines.

In just a few exchanges, the atmosphere grew tense, teetering on the edge of a deadly battle.

Lu Yijun was unwilling to see such a conflict unfold, nor did he want to be dragged into the struggle between the Su family, the City Lord’s Mansion, and especially the powerful thousand-segment spell master backing them.

Thus, he decisively stepped forward, positioning himself between Chen Fei and Ye Chenye’s group.

“City Lord Ye, what an imposing display of authority!”

“Allow me to introduce myself—I am Lu Yijun from Silvermoon Academy.”

“Chen Yang is my junior. His matters are my matters.”

“Are you certain you want to make an enemy of Silvermoon Academy?”

As he spoke, Lu Yijun not only revealed his identity but also took out the personal waist token given to him by his grandfather, the headmaster of Silvermoon Academy.

Silvermoon Academy was the top spell master academy in Daqing Kingdom, also known as the ‘Imperial Academy.’ Its headmaster’s status was unquestionable, standing at the rank of a first-grade minister with significant influence over many national affairs.

The headmaster’s waist token alone was enough to demand respect—even the City Lord of Tianyuan City would have to show deference, let alone the minor City Lord of Huangwu City.

Seeing the token, Ye Chenye could no longer maintain his arrogance. Insulting the headmaster of the Imperial Academy would be enough to cost him his position.

If Ye Chenye dared to act against Lu Yijun today, the City Lord’s Mansion would face scrutiny from multiple inspection officials tomorrow, turning Huangwu City upside down.

For these reasons, Ye Chenye hesitated upon recognizing Lu Yijun’s presence, his expression darkening with concern.

However, just as Su Xiangwu had said earlier, they were already beyond the point of retreat.

“City Lord of Huangwu City, Ye Chenye, pays his respects to the grandson of the Imperial Academy’s headmaster,” Ye Chenye said, bowing deeply.

“City Lord Ye, leave the way you came. The Su family’s matters do not concern you,” Lu Yijun responded bluntly. “Consider this a favor from me.”

Ye Chenye forced a smile. Under normal circumstances, receiving a favor from the grandson of the Imperial Academy’s headmaster would be a valuable opportunity.

But now, with his third brother’s ambitions and the future of the Ye family at stake, he could not simply back down.

“Young Master Lu, it is not that I wish to interfere in the Su family’s internal struggle, but rather that Su Ran is suspected of impersonating the eldest daughter of the Su family.

“As the city’s governing official, I am obligated to investigate this matter.”

“Young Master Lu, I assure you that I will not harm any member of the Su family, nor will I interfere in their internal disputes. I only ask to take Su Ran into custody for questioning.”

Despite the overwhelming pressure from Lu Yijun, Ye Chenye remained firm in his demand to take Su Ran. That was his bottom line.

Lu Yijun had not expected his grandfather’s waist token to fail in suppressing a mere City Lord, and he felt a surge of anger.

Just as Lu Yijun was about to speak, he saw that Chen Fei had already charged at Ye Chenye.

“Senior, I appreciate your kindness. But today, if anyone wants to take my sister-in-law, they’ll have to step over my dead body first!”

Chen Fei understood Ye Chenye’s true intentions. The only way to make him back down was to defeat him outright.

Ye Chenye had been prepared for this and instantly activated his spiritual energy to retreat. At the same time, he turned to Lu Yijun and said, “Young Master Lu, this matter does not concern you. I am merely carrying out my duty—please step aside to avoid unnecessary harm.”

Lu Yijun furrowed his brows, angered by Ye Chenye’s refusal to yield, yet wary of the formidable thousand-segment spell master backing him.

Seeing both Chen Fei and Ye Chenye treating him as an outsider, he hesitated for a brief moment before stepping aside.

For Lu Yijun, his priority was ensuring Chen Yang’s safety rather than getting entangled in this mess.

With Chen Fei making the first move, Su Xiangwu and the experts from the City Lord’s Mansion wasted no time in responding.

This time, Ye Chenye led the attack, accompanied by Su Xiangwu and six ninth-rank grand spell masters—seven ninth-rank grand spell masters in total. Adding to that, Ye Chenye himself was a half-step true spell master.

Together, they surrounded Chen Fei, launching their assault.