Qin Chuan's words shocked everyone.

Presently, Dai Ruijun was filled with killing intent. He looked like a bloodthirsty ferocious beast.

The grudge of killing his son was irreconcilable.

He immediately charged towards Qin Chuan.

Dai Ruijun was a Grandmaster.

There was a huge gap between the Grandmaster realm and the one before it. As if a carp leaped into a dragon's gate, the Grandmaster realm was a whole new world.

Martial arts were no longer great as before, and there were even fewer Grandmasters.

Those who could reach the Grandmaster realm were considered powerful figures.

Dai Ruijun reached this realm five years ago. Although he was not a veteran Grandmaster, he was not weak either.

He leaped high into the air. With his hands clenched into an iron fist, he shot towards Qin Chuan like a cannonball.

It was as if the air was being torn apart in the hall. The force behind the punch was no less than a speeding car.

This punch was enough to shatter a boulder.

This was the power of a Grandmaster.

Martial arts was actually the process of continuously developing the potential of the human body.

Those who had reached the level of Grandmaster had already gone beyond the scope of humans.

…

In the hall.

Everyone in the Dai family thought that the arrogant stranger would die under Dai Ruijun's iron fist. Moreover, they thought he would kill the stranger with one punch.

In front of Dai Ruijun, Qin Chuan appeared very calm.

A powerful wind blew, causing his clothes to flap.

When Dai Ruijun was about three meters away from him, he suddenly shouted.

"So noisy!"

The aura belonging to an immortal cultivator was unleashed.

He had suppressed his cultivation and only displayed the aura of a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

In midair, Dai Ruijun's body suddenly froze.

Although he couldn't see the aura, he could feel it.

"This person?" Dai Ruijun landed back on the ground and stared at Qin Chuan fearfully.

Under Qin Chuan's aura, Dai Ruijun felt as insignificant as seaweed—like he could be easily torn apart.

At this thought, Dai Ruijun broke out in a cold sweat. He could not help but swallow his saliva.

The younger members of the Dai family were confused.

They did not understand why Dai Ruijun had stopped his attack.

Wasn't he going to take him out with one punch?

For a moment, the spacious hall became quiet. One could hear a pin drop.

The people above the level of Grandmaster from the Dai family were as shocked as Dai Ruijun.

At this moment, the old man from the Dai family who presided over the ceremony slowly took a step forward. He bent his body and bowed deeply towards Qin Chuan.

"Senior!" The old man shouted loudly. Like a huge bell, the word "senior" kept ringing in the ears of these juniors.

In the next second, those above the Grandmaster realm all bowed to Qin Chuan.

They shouted in unison, "Senior!"

They were very respectful.

The younger generation of the Dai family was even more shocked.

They stared at Qin Chuan in astonishment.

It went without saying that a person who could be addressed as "senior" by the elders in the family was definitely stronger than them.

But this person just said that they were the murderer.

How do we handle this matter?

There was a moment of silence.

Qin Chuan looked at Dai Ruijun and smiled, "Didn't you want to kill me just now? Why did you stop?"

Dai Ruijun lowered his head and gritted his teeth. His face contorted in pain.

He clenched his fists so tightly that the veins on his arms popped out. He looked like he was about to burst.

However, the murderous intent in Dai Ruijun's eyes did not dissipate.

After all, his son had died—his own flesh and blood.

But the other party's strength made him feel extremely powerless. Even the strongest person in his family was nothing compared to him.

But, but… even so, if I can't do anything for my dead son, how can I call myself a father. How can I continue living knowing that I didn't avenge my son?

At this moment, Dai Ruijun stopped struggling. He had made his decision.

He wanted to avenge his son. He knew that he would probably die, but he still wanted to do so… as a father.

Just as Dai Ruijun was about to raise his head, an old man from his clan quickly pressed his head down and forced him to kneel with brute force.

"Ruijun, why aren't you kneeling and apologizing to Senior?" the old man asked solemnly.

"Granduncle… I…" Dai Ruijun raised his head with great difficulty. He seemed like he wanted to say something.

"How dare you!" The veins on the old man's forehead bulged. His arm on Dai Ruijun suddenly expanded and pressed Dai Ruijun's head to the ground. The ground cracked with the sound.

Wow…

Dai Ruijun spat out a large mouthful of blood. His aura withered instantly.

Qin Chuan watched on indifferently.

He hadn't intended for them to fight each other.

However, after being at the bottom rungs of society for a long time, he understood that the most efficient way to resolve conflicts was to use violence to curb violence.

Presently, this was the case as well.

After Dai Ruijun calmed down, the old man stood up and bowed to Qin Chuan, "Senior, our clan's junior had no intention of offending you. I hope that you can forgive him."

Qin Chuan calmly replied, "He's just a piece of trash, I won't even look at him."

The old man bowed again. "Senior is truly magnanimous. I thank Senior for sparing his life."

Qin Chuan suddenly spoke, "In that case, do you have any complaints about me killing your junior?"

The old man replied very calmly, "The junior must have angered senior. We do not pity his death."

Qin Chuan laughed. "You seem quite open-minded. In that case, I have something to ask you. You have to answer truthfully."

Upon hearing this, the elder's body trembled. It was time to test his diplomatic abilities.

"Senior, please ask." The old man tried his best to maintain his composure.

Qin Chuan didn't waste any time and directly asked, "Wang Jiajun—have you heard of this name before?"

The old man's expression changed drastically upon hearing this.

Is the police officer related to this senior?

This time, the old man was completely flustered, and cold sweat covered his forehead.

"Se… Senior…" The old man was just about to speak when he was interrupted by Qin Chuan.

"I don't need to hear anything else. You only need to answer if you know it or not." Qin Chuan said coldly.

The old man lowered his eyes and replied in a low voice, "Yes."

"Very good!" Qin Chuan's eyes flashed with a cold gleam. "You've done something very foolish."

Qin Chuan didn't say it explicitly, but the old man was certain that his guess was correct.

The old man knelt down decisively and kowtowed loudly. "Senior, we were unaware of his relationship with you. Please calm down."

"Calm down?" Qin Chuan said coldly, "How do you expect me to calm down? By killing your entire clan?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying aura erupted from his body.

Everyone present instantly felt as if the sky was collapsing.

Under the powerful pressure, their bodies could not move.

The people below the level of Grandmaster fainted.

In an instant, the entire hall was filled with the scent of death.

Those who were awake were filled with fear and despair.

They had never been so close to death before

They all one a question in their hearts.

Who exactly is this senior? Such a powerful pressure can only be released by a divine being!

When he saw the prostrating crowd, Qin Chuan did not have any intention to kill.

"I hope to hear good news within three days."

After speaking, Qin Chuan walked out of the hall.