80: Problem solved!

Without waiting for the others to ponder, Han Yue quickly walked toward the Residence. Jiang Luo and the others exchanged glances and immediately followed.

After passing through several courtyards, a fierce argument could be heard coming from the direction of the Main Deliberation Hall ahead, clearly entering everyone's ears.

"Han Family Head, if you know what's good for you, quickly hand over the two Young Misses, Han Yue and Han Xue! Our Young Lord is an Inner Pavilion Disciple of the Fenglei Northern Pavilion. It is your Han Family's good fortune that he has taken a liking to your daughters!"

An arrogant voice rang out, filled with unquestionable haughtiness.

"Don't speak nonsense! Even if I, Han Chi, have to stake this old life of mine, I will absolutely not let my daughters marry that dissolute young master, Hong Chen!"

This was the angry and helpless voice of the Han Family Head, Han Chi.

"You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!" the arrogant voice rang out again. "I'll give you one last quarter of an hour to consider. Either hand over the people, or we will flatten your Han Residence!"

Hearing this, Han Yue could no longer hold back. She violently pushed open the door to the Main Deliberation Hall and angrily shouted, "Don't even think about succeeding! Even if I die, I won't marry Hong Chen!"

Jiang Luo and the others followed closely behind, stepping into the Main Deliberation Hall.

Inside the hall, the atmosphere was tense and volatile.

The Han Family Head, Han Chi, dressed in brocade robes, stood beside the main seat with an ashen face. Beside him stood a delicate and pretty young woman, who must have been Han Yue's younger sister, Han Xue.

In the center of the hall, several men dressed in black and possessing formidable auras were glaring menacingly at Han Chi. The leader was an old man with a sinister face whose cultivation had actually reached Peak Dou Huang.

When the old man saw Han Yue bring people in, his gaze swept over Jiang Luo and his group. Seeing that they were all young, he completely disregarded them, a cold, mocking sneer curving his lips: "Han Yue, you’ve returned at just the right time. Are these the helpers you found? A bunch of wet-behind-the-ears brats dare to interfere in my Hong Family's business?"

Han Chi was stunned when he saw Jiang Luo, but then, as if realizing something, a flicker of hope flashed in his eyes.

Although he had not seen Jiang Luo take action, since Han Yue had brought him, his strength must certainly not be low!

Jiang Luo took a step forward, shielding Han Yue behind him. His gaze was calm but carried a heart-stopping pressure as he slowly swept over the Hong Family members: "The Han Residence is Young Miss Han Yue's home. It is not a place for outsiders to run wild. Scram!"

Just a single word, yet it exploded within the Main Deliberation Hall like a clap of thunder.

That invisible pressure instantly enveloped the entire hall. The faces of the Hong Family Disciples who bore the brunt of it changed drastically, and they retreated one after another, their eyes filled with terror.

Even the Peak Dou Huang old man felt a suffocating pressure and stared solemnly at Jiang Luo.

"You... who are you?" The old man forcefully suppressed the shock in his heart and asked, trying to sound fierce but inwardly weak.

He could sense that the aura emanating from this young man was far more terrifying than he had imagined.

Jiang Luo did not answer, his gaze suddenly turning cold.

What he hated most were people who relied on their power to bully others and forcibly abduct women.

In the Black-Corner Region, such people would have long since died without a burial place.

"Since you refuse to scram, then stay here."

Before his voice faded, Jiang Luo's figure had already vanished from the spot.

The next moment, an extremely fast crimson afterimage flashed across the center of the hall.

"Puchi! Puchi!"

Several soft sounds, like sharp blades cutting paper.

The Hong Family Disciples who had been arrogant moments before didn't even have time to react before their heads were separated from their bodies, blood splattering out and staining the hall floor crimson.

The Peak Dou Huang old man's pupils instantly contracted, his soul nearly leaving his body, and he turned to flee.

But how could Jiang Luo give him a chance?

A palm burning with Crimson Flames, like the Grim Reaper's scythe, silently imprinted itself on his back.

"Ah—!"

The old man let out a miserable shriek. His body was instantly engulfed by the Crimson Flames and, amid desperate wails, turned into a pile of ashes.

The entire Main Deliberation Hall instantly fell silent.

Han Chi, Han Xue, and the Elders of the Han Family all watched the scene before them dumbfounded, their hearts pounding wildly, almost leaping out of their throats.

A Peak Dou Huang expert... just like that... was instantly killed?

Just who exactly is this young man?!

Jiang Luo clapped his hands, as if merely dusting off his clothes, and spoke to Han Chi in a calm tone: "Han Family Head, please clean this up. As for the Hong Family members, I believe they will be back soon."