Chapter 105: Despair

Mo Han did not pursue Zuo Lengdan.

His aim had already been achieved; in his eyes, Zuo Lengdan was nothing more than a slightly stronger ant, not worth his attention.

The slaughter arrived swiftly, and departed just as quickly.

Of the two hundred elites of the Zuo family, most managed to escape, but dozens lost their lives.

Such was the ruthless cruelty of the underworld.

Those who walk this path must eventually pay their dues.

When Li Qilang and the others returned to Mo Han’s side, their bodies were drenched in blood.

This battle—Mo Han wanted them to taste the flavor of blood.

Only men who have been tempered by fire and blood can stand on a real battlefield without faltering.

Hesitation on the battlefield means death.

It means the failure of the entire campaign.

And failure could mean annihilation!

“Have Xu Biao and his men clean up the scene.”

Mo Han’s gaze swept over the group. Seeing that no one was missing, he got into the car.

As they departed, Xu Biao and the others, who had only just reacted, hurried onto the scene and began to tidy up the battlefield.

Looking at the corpses strewn about, even Xu Biao—once the king of the underworld and leader of Sakura Society, the chief force under Fifth Master—nearly vomited.

He was no stranger to blood.

He had simply never seen so much “blood.”

At this moment, he could not be more grateful.

He had no doubt.

Had they not decisively chosen to abandon everything and pledge themselves to Mo Han,

They might now be among the corpses lying in the rain.

“The Zuo family has been defeated!”

After a long silence, Cheng Shu finally spoke with difficulty.

He had brought his son Cheng Quan to watch the spectacle,

To see how Mo Han would be minced into meat by the Zuo family.

Unexpectedly,

They were disappointed again!

Mo Han was too powerful!

The Zuo family, a formidable clan, with the four Zuo brothers among the rare powerhouses of the Southwest,

But before Mo Han, they were still felled with a single punch, like monsters of legend.

To this moment,

Whether it was Fifth Master and Dominator Blade, the kings of the underworld in Qiancheng,

Or the mighty men of the Zuo family from Yuzhou,

None could last a single round before Mo Han!

One punch, one mountain-splitting monster!

No one could withstand his strike!

“Dad, does this mean we’ll never be able to avenge our family?” Cheng Quan trembled all over.

Through flashes of lightning, he gazed at the blood-drenched, icy corpses ahead.

He recalled that he once dared to covet Mo Han’s woman.

Cheng Quan couldn’t help but shudder!

That he was still alive—he didn’t know if it was thanks to ancestral virtue or burning incense for luck.

Mo Han was nothing less than a terrifying demon king!

“At least for now, we cannot,” Cheng Shu nodded, his eyes helpless.

No matter who you are, facing an enemy as powerful as Mo Han, your heart should feel helpless.

Broken.

Desperate.

And elsewhere, Qin Haoran shared their despair.

For the second time!

This was the second time he had come personally to witness Mo Han’s demise.

Yet both times, he was disappointed.

Mo Han’s power, Mo Han’s ferocity,

Drove him to despair!

“Dad, can a diamond-level assassin really kill him?” Qin Haoran trembled, gritting his teeth.

Never before had he felt such fear and helplessness.

But more than that, he felt unwilling!

He, the proud eldest son of the Qin family, had been ruined by Mo Han—condemned to spend his remaining life in a wheelchair.

If he did not avenge this, he would never rest in peace!

“They can, they certainly can!” Qin Changqing nodded firmly.

He knew well the strength of diamond-level assassins.

He believed that such an assassin could definitely kill Mo Han.

No matter how strong Mo Han was, he could not escape death at the hands of a diamond-level assassin!

“Don’t worry, young master. Diamond-level assassins are stronger than we can imagine—killing Mo Han will be effortless,” Li Xianwu chimed in, trying to comfort him.

But he did not know whether he was comforting Qin Haoran or himself.

Mo Han was so terrifying—even the greatest of the Zuo family were killed with a single punch.

Could a diamond-level assassin really kill Mo Han?

At this moment, his resolve wavered.

The downfall of the Zuo family shook not only Qiancheng, but also the underworld of Yuzhou.

“Did the Zuo family really suffer total annihilation?”

Huang Yulong was soaking in a hot spring, raising his head in shock to look at the burly man in black at the side of the pool.

Beside him were two beautiful women, their bikinis unable to conceal their proud figures.

The man in black at the poolside glanced at them, feeling his heart race, and quickly turned his gaze elsewhere.

“Yes,” the man in black nodded.

“Who did it?” Huang Yulong asked after a moment’s silence.

He found it hard to believe Mo Han was responsible.

He had heard of the strength of the four Zuo brothers.

Though he had never fought them, he was certain they were formidable.

Yet they had met their end in Qiancheng.

How could he not be shocked?

“I heard it was Mo Han. One punch each—he directly killed Zuo Lengjian and Zuo Lenghan. In the end, Zuo Lengdan fled,” the burly man replied.

Huang Yulong fell silent.

Upon hearing that Zuo Lengdan escaped, he felt relieved.

Since Zuo Lengdan had run, it meant Mo Han was not as monstrous as rumored.

It could only be said that the Zuo brothers were not quite as legendary as tales had suggested.

“Call Qian Kun and the others. Have them continue investigating Mo Han. Unless we have clear information, hold off for now,” Huang Yulong thought for a moment and then spoke.

“Yes,” the man in black acknowledged and withdrew.

“Brother Long, who is this Mo Han? How could he wipe out the entire Zuo family?” The beauty on his left turned, gazing at Huang Yulong.

“What, hearing about such a powerful man, are you tempted?” Huang Yulong teased.

The beauty let out a coquettish cry, pouting, “No man in the world can compare to Brother Long.”

As she spoke, her eyes were sultry and alluring.

But Huang Yulong was unmoved. He picked up his phone from the edge of the pool and dialed a number.

After a few seconds, the line connected.

“Sir, something has happened in Qiancheng,” Huang Yulong spoke respectfully.

The two beauties instantly retracted their hands, not daring to disturb him.

“Speak,” came the terse reply from the other end.

“That Mo Han, I don’t know his origins, but Fifth Master and Dominator Blade of Qiancheng, as well as the four Zuo brothers from Yuzhou, have all fallen to him. I’d like to ask you to check whether he’s from a major northern power,” Huang Yulong said.

The other side was silent for a few seconds before responding, “Among the northern clans with the surname Mo, there is only the Mo family. Originally, Qiancheng’s underworld belonged to the Mo family. So it’s impossible he’s one of them, especially since the Mo family is currently facing trouble and won’t send their experts to Qiancheng.

Thus, this Mo Han is likely not from the north.

While the Mo family is distracted and cannot focus on Qiancheng, I want you, by any means necessary, to capture Qiancheng for me within a month!”

“Yes!” Huang Yulong replied, and the call ended.

“Mo Han, is it? Let me, Huang Yulong, see for myself if you’re really as strong as they say!”

A fierce glint flashed in Huang Yulong’s eyes as he rose and stepped out of the hot spring.