Chapter 158: The North Trembles

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These northern warriors each have at least a few million. So extorting one or two million from them is not impossible. The moment the tyrant blade spoke, the faces of the northern warriors all changed drastically. They had already been extorted for five hundred thousand upon entry and hadn’t expected to be extorted again upon leaving. But thinking of Mo Han’s terrifying reputation, no matter how angry they were inside, none dared to show it openly.

“Two million per Mo family member,” the tyrant blade said coldly as several from the Mo family approached. Their expressions darkened—this was clearly targeted at them! But the Mo family members only wanted to relay the news back to their clan as quickly as possible and dared not linger any longer.

In the end, they gritted their teeth and each paid two million as the boat fare. Seeing this, others sighed inwardly; since the Mo family paid two million each, they had no choice but to pay the fare and board the boat to leave. With someone as formidable as Mo Han stationed in Qian City, no one dared to stay. Finally, everyone scanned the code to pay and boarded the small boats to depart.

The total income from tickets and boat fares amounted to a staggering fifty million. But Mo Han didn’t take a single cent, leaving it all to the tyrant blade and the others to divide. Five Ye, the tyrant blade, Xu Jing, and Li Qilang agreed to split it evenly. The more than thirty elite warriors on duty divided the fifty million directly among themselves. Each received over two million—an enormous sum for these thirty battle division elites. They were all deeply grateful to Mo Han. This money was not immediately needed; it could be saved or sent to their parents. Nearly two million was enough to improve their families’ lives.

News of Mo Han’s single punch killing the Earth-rank Dragon Slayer spread like wildfire. The entire North was shaken. Major forces attempting to enter Qian City to compete with the Mo family for the underground circle fell silent. Only a Heavenly-rank warrior could kill an Earth-rank opponent with one punch—and there were no more than two or three Heavenly-rank warriors in the entire North, all legendary figures. Who would dare provoke the star killer Mo Han?

When this news reached the General War Department, the five elders there were stunned again. They had initially thought Mo Han was late Earth-rank at best.

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Unexpectedly, Mo Han far exceeded their expectations. He was at least a Heavenly-rank warrior! A Heavenly-rank warrior! There was not a single one in the entire General War Department. The five elders were grateful for their previous decision to bring Mo Han into the department.

The position of Chief Instructor carried immense power within the department. If Mo Han wished to join the General War Department, he could become the commander of the three armies. His authority would rank just below the five elders, able to lead the three armies and even make some critical decisions independently. Unfortunately, Mo Han was only nominally attached, training talents for them.

In fact, not only the five elders but also several high-ranking figures above, upon learning of Mo Han’s true strength, wished he could join the department directly. Of course, they had also gotten to know Mo Han’s personality and knew it was unrealistic to expect him to abandon everything to join the department. But as long as he held the title of Chief Instructor, there was still hope.

As for the Mo family—when Mo Shuntian received the call, he nearly collapsed. He sat on the sofa like a statue, silent for a full half hour. His mind refused to accept the news. It was impossible—absolutely impossible! The Dragon Slayer, though not among the strongest Earth-rank warriors, was still a renowned Earth-rank powerhouse in the North. How could he have been killed by a single punch from Mo Han? He refused to believe it. Couldn’t dare believe it. Mo Han was that strong?

Ten years ago, during the martial arts tests, Mo Han had truly been a waste. How could he have grown so powerful? Unless he was a prodigy—something not human!

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“Clan leader, the Dragon Slayer was indeed killed by Mo Han’s single punch,” the butler entered at that moment. “And he said...”

“And what did he say?” Mo Shuntian looked sharply at the butler.

“He said that when he has free time, he will personally come north to kill you,” the butler said cautiously.

Mo Shuntian’s expression changed. Mo Han had already killed the Dragon Slayer, so killing him would be easy, wouldn’t it?

“Try to contact the Hidden Sect for me. Only if the Hidden Sect intervenes can the Mo family escape this disaster!” Mo Shuntian said gravely. The butler nodded and left. No one had expected that an outcast of the Mo family would force them to prematurely call on the Hidden Sect’s power—the Mo family’s last trump card. They had originally planned not to reveal this so soon. But if Mo Han wasn’t stopped first, he would definitely retaliate. Mo Shuntian had been directly responsible for the death of Mo Han’s parents; Mo Han would never forgive him.

He never imagined that Mo Han’s single punch would not only kill the Dragon Slayer but also shatter the Mo family to pieces.

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Qian City soon returned to calm. When Li An’an heard that Mo Han had killed the Dragon Slayer with one punch, she jumped up with excitement. When Mo Han returned, she immediately rushed into his arms, overwhelmed with joy. Of course, she soon calmed down, embarrassed to show affection publicly in the office. Mo Han smiled, assured Li An’an of his safety, then left her office.

Everything had been going smoothly recently. The new factory was already on track. So it was time to focus on curing his daughter’s corneal damage.