Free Web NovelChapter 47: Chapter 42: Turning It Upside Down
Shen Lang’s heart ached.
’I haven’t been home for a while, and I never imagined my family would be bullied to this extent...’
He raised his hand and gently wiped the tears from Xiaohong’s face. "Xiaohong," he said, "don’t worry. From now on, I won’t let anyone bully you again."
"Mm..." Xiaohong’s eyes were wide, staring at him without blinking. Tears slowly blurred her vision until, after a long moment, she suddenly burst out crying with a loud "WAAAH!"
Her sobs tore Shen Lang’s heart to pieces.
’How much bitterness and grievance must she have suffered to cry so heart-wrenchingly?’
"Shen Lang? So it was you, you piece of trash, who hit me! I’ll kill you!" Housekeeper Feng, his face a bloody mess, roared in anger. He brandished a dagger that glinted with a frightening blue light and stabbed at Shen Lang.
He truly intended to kill, but only on the assumption that Shen Lang didn’t actually have Shen Family blood. Otherwise, how would he dare be so audacious?
Shen Lang simply sidestepped. His fingers shot out and tapped Housekeeper Feng’s arm twice. An overwhelming surge of Thunder Power instantly blasted into the man’s body, immobilizing the Power Martial Realm Fifth Heaven housekeeper with a Restriction.
Housekeeper Feng stood frozen on the spot in horror, his entire body numb. The hand holding the dagger was still extended, unable to retract.
Without a second thought, Shen Lang slapped him twice, back and forth, with such force that several of Housekeeper Feng’s teeth flew out.
"It was your right hand, wasn’t it?" Shen Lang asked calmly after he was done.
"Uhh... wha?" Housekeeper Feng’s tongue was thick, and he couldn’t speak clearly.
"I’m asking if it was your right hand you used to push Xiaohong down," Shen Lang explained patiently.
"Uhh... Young Master Lang, spare me! I’ll never do it again!" Fear finally appeared in the eyes of the paralyzed Housekeeper Feng.
Shen Lang didn’t even raise an eyelid. He gently patted the hand holding the dagger twice, as if dusting it off, and politely asked, "How about medium-well?"
"Uhh... what?" Housekeeper Feng didn’t understand.
Then, a fork of lightning shot out from Shen Lang’s palm. With a "KRAK-TZZ," it enveloped Housekeeper Feng’s arm, followed by a blood-curdling scream...
A thick, acrid stench of burning flesh filled the air. The courtyard reeked of charred meat. Housekeeper Feng’s arm was cooked in an instant, resembling a piece of charcoal.
Not a bit more, not a bit less. Perfectly medium-well.
In truth, Housekeeper Feng’s strength wasn’t weak. He had a Cultivation at the Power Martial Realm Fifth Heaven. After all, to be a housekeeper for a clan like the Shen Family required a certain degree of power.
Unfortunately for him, he had run into Shen Lang—a monster with the legacy of a War Emperor who cultivated the most powerful of all Thunder Element Techniques, the "Thunder Control Divine Technique"!
Although Shen Lang’s Cultivation was only at the Power Martial Realm Ninth Heaven, with his War Emperor memories, he was a different story in a real fight. Forget trash like Housekeeper Feng; even a few experts at the Qi Martial Realm Third Heaven, like Shen Fengyun, would be no match for him.
Letting go of the charred right arm, Shen Lang acted as if he hadn’t heard the blood-curdling screams at all. He looked at Housekeeper Feng, a smile fixed on his face the entire time.
"Ah... Shen Lang, you—you just wait! I won’t let you get away with this!" Housekeeper Feng shrieked.
He believed that as a Shen Family housekeeper, Shen Lang wouldn’t dare do anything truly serious to him, no matter how bold he was.
Just when even Xiaohong thought Shen Lang would let Housekeeper Feng go, he moved again.
He twisted Housekeeper Feng’s right wrist, using a burst of strength to bend the charcoal-like arm back. The sharp dagger changed direction and plunged directly into Housekeeper Feng’s heart.
Then, with a casual slap of his palm, he drove the dagger all the way in, right up to the hilt!
"Uhh... you... PUH!" Even though Housekeeper Feng prided himself on his years of experience and his sharp eye for reading people, he never would have imagined that after crippling his hand, Shen Lang would kill him so cleanly and decisively!
It was like slaughtering a chicken...
He struggled to look down, staring in disbelief at the dagger buried in his heart with only its hilt showing. He tried to speak, but only muffled gurgles came out as blood poured from his mouth.
’If I’d known this kid was so vicious, how could I have dared to be so arrogant before?’
’I should have run for my life from the very beginning!’
But alas, there’s no medicine for regret in this world...
Shen Lang gave him a cool glance, then spun around and delivered a sharp back kick. Housekeeper Feng’s body flew up and over the high courtyard wall, followed by a loud THUD as he hit the ground outside.
"Young Master... I... I..." Xiaohong had seen plenty of fights in the Shen Family, but when had she ever witnessed something so bloody?
She was instantly terrified, trembling so hard she couldn’t speak.
But even though the Shen Lang before her was decisive and brutal in his methods, she strangely didn’t back away or turn to leave.
Subconsciously, she knew that no matter how many people her young master killed or how ruthless he was, he would never hurt her. It was just that the Killing Intent and his actions had been a little too frightening.
’"From now on, I won’t let anyone bully you again."’ She believed her young master’s earlier words without a shadow of a doubt!
"It’s all right now. Don’t worry. Come on, let’s bring the groceries inside." Shen Lang patted Xiaohong’s head like an adult comforting a child, though in reality, he was only a few months older than her.
"Mm!" Xiaohong nodded.
Although killing someone within the Shen Family seemed like a huge deal, whenever Xiaohong looked into Shen Lang’s eyes, she would subconsciously believe his words.
’If Young Master says it’s fine, then it must be fine!’
Shen Lang bent down and helped Xiaohong pick up all the groceries, then took her hand and walked toward the house. freewebnovёl.ƈom
He truly didn’t care if there were consequences or not.
He had dared to return and kill just like that, completely unconcerned about the aftermath.
Before, when he lacked strength, he had no choice. He couldn’t win even if he wanted to fight.
But now, things were different...
’My friends and family will live well!’
’My enemies will all pay the price!’
’The Shen Family is nothing, not even a Cyan Wood Level power. If those Elders and that bastard Shen Jianfeng don’t watch their step, I really don’t mind killing them all and washing the Shen Family in blood!’
’I’ve even killed a Spirit Martial Realm Gu Corpse. What’s killing a few old geezers at the seventh or eighth heaven of the Qi Martial Realm?’
If not for his father, he would have gone looking for trouble with them even if they didn’t provoke him now.
’If those old geezers were smart, they’d realize that I, Shen Lang, am not to be trifled with. They should obediently clean up this mess and stop sending people to their deaths.’
Otherwise, he wouldn’t mind turning the Shen Family upside down!
In this world, the weak are prey for the strong, and the powerful are revered. So-called rules are meant to be broken—it all depends on whether you have the strength to do so!
’No killing allowed in the Shen Family Mansion?’
’Well, I just killed someone, and not just one. I’d like to see what kind of unlucky fool will deliver themselves to my doorstep next!’
...
"Master, Madam, Young Master is back! Young Master is back!" Before even entering the door, Xiaohong skipped inside, shouting joyfully.
"Ah? Lang’Er is back? Xiaohong, is Lang’Er really back?" The voice of a middle-aged woman came from an inner room. The door then creaked open, and a woman in palace-style robes with an extraordinary air hurried out.
Though it had only been a few months, for some reason, Shen Lang felt as if millennia had passed. A sourness filled his nose, and he felt the urge to cry.
He used to come back frequently, but in the last year or two, the intervals between his visits had grown longer and longer...
"Mother, Lang’Er has returned to see you!" His knees gave way, and he knelt directly on the ground.
Shen Lang’s mother was named Luo Dieqi. Seeing him kneel, she hurriedly helped him up. "You silly child, why did you come back without a word? Did the academy let out for a break?"
Shen Lang shook his head. "Not yet... Mother, don’t worry about the academy. There’s nothing left for Tayun Academy to teach me. I’ll come back often from now on to spend more time with you and Father."
Luo Dieqi was slightly taken aback, but her face quickly broke into a smile. "That’s good too. You’re grown up now and know what to do. You can make your own decisions about these things... By the way, I heard a commotion outside just now. Was someone causing trouble for you again?"
Seeing her concerned gaze, Shen Lang’s eyes hardened, and a sharp pain stabbed at his heart. ’Mother was definitely a first-class beauty in her youth, but now, even though she isn’t that old, her face is covered in wrinkles, and there are even streaks of white in her hair...’
’And now, the moment she hears a noise outside, she gets so worried, afraid that I’ll be bullied.’
’And I’ve spent all these years at Tayun Academy, rarely coming home, doing basically nothing for them!’
"It was nothing, just a stray dog that rushed out and tried to bite someone. I’ve already dealt with it," Shen Lang said with a shake of his head and a smile. "Mother, from now on, I won’t let you, Father, or Xiaohong be bullied by anyone ever again... Absolutely anyone!"
Xiaohong immediately chimed in, "Madam, Young Master is really amazing! I saw it!"
Luo Dieqi gave a wry smile. "You child... Mother understands your feelings, but don’t think too much about it for now... Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, your older sister just came back last night. Jialan Academy is on break. I was planning to send someone to inform you tomorrow, but you’ve returned on your own."
"My sister is back?" Shen Lang froze for a moment, then his face lit up with joy.
"Mhm, she went to the backyard with a few of her classmates from Jialan Academy. Go see your father first. I’ll have Xiaohong call your sister back for dinner in a little while."
Although Shen Lang kept the same smile on his face, this smile was clearly different. Standing beside him, Xiaohong felt a strange sensation, as if she were bathing in a spring breeze. Her heart leaped with joy. It had been a long time since this family had felt such a way...
"I’ll go see Father first, then I’ll find my sister!" At this moment, Shen Lang finally reverted to his true nature, appearing more like a young man.
The him from before had a terrifying, cold light pulsing in his eyes—each glint was like a physical blade, striking fear into the hearts of others...
"Father, Lang’Er is back to see you." Shen Lang strode forward.
At that moment, on the bed in the inner room, a white-haired, middle-aged man was engrossed in a book.
This middle-aged man wore crescent-white robes. His long hair was draped casually over his shoulders, tied back with only a purple silk ribbon. He exuded a gentle and scholarly aura. Though not old, his hair was already graying. This was Shen Lang’s father, Shen Haotian.
Shen Haotian smiled and put down his book. "I know. I heard you making a racket outside just now. What a coincidence. Your sister just got back, and now you’re back too?"
"I didn’t know my sister was back. I was just worried about you and Mother, so I came to visit. How is your illness now? At the beginning of the year, you were already able to get out of bed and walk..." Shen Lang pulled over a chair, about to sit down.
But just as he set the chair down and his gaze fell upon Shen Haotian’s face, a divine light exploded in his eyes. A wave of Killing Intent swept through the entire room.
The youthful demeanor that had just returned was instantly consumed by icy Killing Intent.
"KRAK!"
He clenched the hand gripping the chair, and the wood instantly shattered, sending splinters flying!
