C128 I Alone Am Enough to Destroy Your Wen Family!

Imperial Sun City, located in the bustling Huayang District of Imperial City, shone with the world's finest lighting and architectural decor. The opulence was breathtaking, with walls adorned in gold and jade. It was frequented by the city's elite and the scions of renowned families, serving as a hub for Imperial City's glitterati and a veritable billionaires' club.

A popular adage in Imperial City claimed that once you set foot in Imperial Sun City, you were untouchable.

In its heyday, it rivaled the famed Peace Hotel of the last century and stood as the crown jewel of the Wen Family's holdings in Imperial City.

A brown Bentley pulled up near Imperial Sun City. Yu Zecheng opened the door, and Lin Yin stepped out, his gaze icy as he surveyed the extravagant entertainment complex.

"Master Yin, are you sure you want to go in alone?" Yu Zecheng expressed his concern.

"Just have your men seal off all the exits to Imperial Sun City. Don't let a single member of the Wen Family escape. Is that clear?" Lin Yin instructed with an authoritative chill.

"Understood!" Yu Zecheng replied with a firm nod.

Lin Yin lit a cigarette and strode into the vast Imperial Sun City.

Yu Zecheng watched him, a mix of emotions crossing his face. The sight of Lin Yin's silhouette, cloaked in a black trench coat, evoked the ominous aura of a battlefield strewn with casualties.

Despite ruling the underground of Imperial City for years and earning a reputation as a formidable figure, Yu Zecheng found himself in awe of Master Yin's audacity. To think he would dare to infiltrate the Wen Family's stronghold on his own!

The Wen Family was no ordinary clan; they boasted innumerable skilled fighters and had access to the entire arsenal available on the international black market.

Yu Zecheng knew that even with all his courage and every loyal lieutenant by his side, he wouldn't dare to storm Imperial Sun City. Such an act would be tantamount to suicide.

Imperial Sun City, the fortress of the Wen Family, was fortified with abundant manpower and firepower, guarded by a legion of formidable experts.

Yu Zecheng conservatively estimated that even if an entire battalion stormed Imperial Sun City, they might not succeed in taking it down. The city was home to more than just martial arts champions; it was filled with all sorts of formidable individuals.

Yet, Master Yin entered the city with the ease of someone grabbing a drink of water or having a meal. He was there to confront the siblings who ran the Wen Family in Imperial City, Wen Tianjiao and Wen Tianfeng.

Master Yin had given clear instructions: his forces were simply to wait outside and ambush the enemy, so as not to spook them prematurely. With this plan in mind, Yu Zecheng signaled his men, who were all incognito within various street shops, ready to launch an attack at a moment's notice.

Lin Yin made his way into Imperial Sun City, where the grandeur of countless buildings was awe-inspiring. His gaze settled on a distinctive clock tower that boasted last century's architectural style, towering at eighteen stories high. This was Wen Lou, the designated meeting place he had agreed upon with the Wen siblings.

After receiving Ning Que's report, Lin Yin was eager to swiftly resolve the Imperial City issues and return to East Sea Province. He went down to the basement and harshly interrogated Wen Jiu, compelling him to send an encrypted message to the Wen Family's secret guard headquarters to contact Wen Tianjiao. The message confirmed that everything was in order and proposed a meeting on the tenth floor of Wen Lou that evening for a debrief.

Meanwhile, on the tenth floor of Wen Lou, a grand and opulent living room decked out with a red carpet and Western flair awaited. A line of stern-faced men in black stood guard at the entrance.

Seated on a leather sofa, a middle-aged man in a red vest puffed on a cigar with an air of self-satisfaction. He was pouring tea for two portly men while engaged in conversation. This man was none other than Wen Tianjiao of the Wen Family, a dominant figure in Imperial City whose recent notoriety had eclipsed all others. He wielded wealth well into the billions.

"Er, San," Wen Tianjiao began, his tone teasing, "Jiu has informed me that our plans have come to fruition. Now, take a guess—who do you think that fool Yu Zecheng is working for?" He drew on his cigar leisurely, the glint of a massive, imposing black diamond ring on his finger catching the light.

Master Jiao, I'm at a loss," Wen San said with deference. "All I know is that any family who dares to investigate our Wen Family in secret is essentially signing their own death warrant."

"Absolutely! Master Jiao, to me, anyone who dares to look into Master Feng's activities is blatantly challenging our Wen Family. It doesn't matter if it's the Ning Family, the Gongsun Family, or that worthless Xu Family," Wen Er boasted. "We can easily obliterate them! We've already annihilated the Qi Family of Imperial City. What makes these other families think they can provoke us without consequences? Are they asking for death?"

"No, you're not seeing the whole picture," Wen Tianjiao said with a sly grin. "We shouldn't underestimate the families of Imperial City. Our victory over the Qi Family was due to a variety of factors."

"Nevertheless, any family that dares to openly confront the Wen Family will meet their demise!" Wen Tianjiao declared with fervor. "Once Jiu brings the messenger here, I'll take great pleasure in torturing him. I've heard he's still tight-lipped. And he's a young, hot-headed martial artist? He's far too arrogant for his own good."

"There's another matter," Wen Tianjiao interjected with a serious tone. "I've heard that Qi Wending from Mount Purple Dragon has suddenly come to. You two, make arrangements—if Qi Wending leaves Mount Purple Dragon, he must be killed immediately!"

"This old man is formidable; we can't afford to underestimate him. Make sure he's taken out without any chance for retaliation," Wen Tianjiao instructed coldly.

"Rest assured, Master Jiao, we'll take care of that old fool once we return," Wen Er said with a thrill.

For someone with a background as a professional assassin, orchestrating the assassination of a figure like Qi Wending, who once held supreme status in Dragon Country, would be a crowning achievement—an opportunity to gain legendary status among assassins.

"It won't be long before our Wen Family reigns supreme over Imperial City, standing at the pinnacle of Dragon Country's hierarchy. Hahahaha!"

Wen Tianjiao burst into maniacal laughter, with Wen Er and Wen San joining in. Given the current state of affairs, the Wen Family was undeniably poised to become the preeminent power in Dragon Country.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang! The chandelier overhead shattered, plunging the entire Wen Lou into darkness. A power outage had struck.

"What's the problem? Don't we have a generator? Why is there a blackout?" Wen Tianjiao looked around, his expression a mix of shock and confusion.

Meanwhile, in the large power supply room located in the basement of Wen Lou, Lin Yin shut the door behind him. He stepped over the bodies of the men in black and dashed up the stairs as swiftly as the wind.

Ten seconds later, Lin Yin emerged onto the dimly lit tenth floor. The hundred-meter-long corridor was lined with countless rooms and patrolled by over thirty secret guards.

"Who's there? What are you doing? This is a critical area for the Wen Family!"

Suddenly, a bodyguard dressed in black switched on his flashlight, revealing a young man clad in a black trench coat.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of bodyguards in black drew their pistols, ready to shoot the intruder.

Bang!

In that instant, the man in black vanished from his spot, and the sole source of light, the flashlight, was kicked into oblivion.

Echoes of crackling and thudding filled the empty corridor. In the darkness, the highly skilled bodyguards were sent flying one by one, slamming into the walls. They were being attacked relentlessly, yet they couldn't pinpoint their assailant.

Within ten seconds, all the Wen Family's secret guards lay unconscious on the floor, their bones shattered.

Lin Yin kicked open a mahogany door and used his phone for light. Inside, he saw a middle-aged man in a red vest, his eyes wide with terror.

"Who are you? What do you want here?" Wen Tianjiao demanded furiously. "Do you realize where you are? I am Wen Tianjiao, and this is the Wen Family's domain. Are you seeking death by coming here alone?"

"I came specifically for you," Lin Yin said with a cold laugh. "Is the Wen Family that formidable? I alone am enough to bring down your entire clan!"

With those words, Lin Yin kicked Wen Tianjiao back into the room. His body crackled ominously as he collapsed helplessly to the floor.