Chapter Sixty-Five: Black and White

  An Shizi saw Tang Song rushing out and his expression changed greatly, knowing that Bai Mu was finished.

  First, Bai Yang was seriously injured by Tang Song, and then Bai Mu was beheaded by Tang Song. An Shizi felt that this Tang Song was a troublemaker, what made him feel wronged was that Tang Song caused the trouble, but the An family had to take the blame.

  No need to guess, after today, the Bai and An families will be sworn enemies.

  Bai Mu felt the powerful aura emanating from Tang Song's body, as well as the sharp and unmatched momentum in his palm technique, and the overwhelming pressure that came in waves, one after another, which scared him to the point where he completely lost any idea of resisting.

  It was too late to turn and run, the inertia of his forward momentum made it impossible for him to turn around.

  That one slap on himself was fatal.

  In a flurry, Ba Miao could only let out a shrill cry: "Tang Song, you dare to kill me!"

  Tang Song let out a cold hum and said in a gloomy tone, "What are you not daring to do?" As soon as the words fell, Tang Song's speed increased by another fraction.

  Crack crack!

  Under absolute power, Bai Mu's hands were directly slapped and shattered, unable to withstand Tang Song's offensive.

  The ninefold waves crashed against the white target's chest.

  Boom!

  The white-clad body flew out, and fresh blood splattered across the sky.

  After falling to the ground, Baomu struggled to prop himself up and sat on the ground. He pointed at Tang Song, just wanting to speak, but another mouthful of blood spurted out, this time accompanied by some fragments of internal organs.

  This is the power of the second wave of Jiuzhong Lang Palm Technique taking effect, impacting Bai Mu's body.

  His face turned pale with a flush of red, his facial muscles twisted in agony, and the immense pain made him unable to support himself any longer.

  Pfft!

  This last thing he spat out was still fragments of internal organs and blood, only the volume of the fragments had become smaller.

  He died with his eyes open, unwilling to close them even in death.

  Everyone on the scene was stunned, everything happened too fast, so that everyone had no time to react.

  It wasn't until Bai Mu was thoroughly dead that everyone snapped back to reality.

  Tang Song cast a cold glance at the white-eyed corpse and then strolled down from the high platform.

  An Shizi came back to his senses, looking miserable and said: "Tang Song, why did you have to kill him?"

  Tang Song waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, just kill him."

  At this time, everyone came to their senses. The Bai family rushed towards Bai Mu's body and confirmed that he was dead before hastily lifting his body and leaving in a hurry.

  The remaining boys looked at Tang Song with terrified eyes, especially those who had just insulted him, turned pale with fear, afraid that Tang Song would get angry and settle accounts with them.

  The master of the Wu Institute was also frightened. The people who really had the power to make decisions hadn't arrived yet, and he was just a small martial artist, how could he handle such a big matter?

  An Shizi said to An Shilun: "Shilun, you immediately return to the palace and report what happened here to Father. Tang Song, follow me!"

  Bai Jianming will definitely come to Wu Yuan after receiving the news. An Shizi must bring Tang Song into the secret tower before he arrives.

  It's safe only inside there.

  "Tang Song, why don't you know how to endure? At this time, thoroughly provoking the White family, isn't that asking for trouble?" An Shizi complained.

  "I can no longer bear it, there is no need to endure anymore, this is my way of dealing with the world." Tang Song said lightly.

  An Shizi also felt that his tone was a bit heavy, and explained: "In two months, it will be the day when the secret realm opens. The Bai family has many quotas. If they launch a sneak attack on you in the secret realm at that time, how can you resist?"

  "No matter how strong you are, it's hard to fight against four hands with two fists. They won't talk to you about chivalrous code."

  "What's it to me? However many come, I'll kill that many. My only fear is that they won't come."

  Seeing Tang Song still so overbearing, not putting the terror of the White family in his eyes at all, An Shizi couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration. He could only say: "For this period of time, you'll just have to stay inside the high tower, with Third Uncle Gong inside, Bai Jianming won't dare be presumptuous."

  Tang Song nodded without expressing approval or disapproval. In fact, even if he didn't hide in the high tower, he wasn't afraid of Bai Jianming. It's just that there were some secrets he didn't want to expose for now, so this was also not a bad idea.

  An Shizi directly brought Tang Song to the front of Jiu Ye Ye An Shengming, with a serious expression saying: "Ninth Grandfather, something has happened outside, I've handed over Tang Song to you all, please must not let him leave the tower."

  After finishing speaking, An Shizi hastily left again, as there were still many things outside that required his attention.

  An Sheng stared at Tang Song for a while before speaking: "You killed Bai Jianming's youngest son?"

  Tang Song nodded, An Shengming, as a great master of Wu Ling's Great Perfection, had a strong spiritual awareness and the affairs of the Martial Institute could not be hidden from him.

  An Sheng thought for a moment before continuing: "Young man, do you know how much trouble your impulsive behavior has brought to my family?"

  Tang Song said coldly: "It doesn't matter, I can deal with these troubles myself."

  "Haha!" An Shengming burst out laughing and said, "Indeed, heroes emerge in their youth. Tang Song, I know you have an extraordinary master. However, as a martial artist, you can't always rely on your master to bail you out."

  "If you just rely on your master's backing and cause trouble everywhere, what's the difference between you and those idle rich kids who play with birds and dogs all day and bully others with their power?"

  Tang Song was stunned, he really hadn't considered this question before, because he didn't have a master, all the troubles were solved by himself.

  But it doesn't seem so to outsiders.

  Looking back on past events, just as An Shengming said, I was indeed a genuine spoiled brat.

  The only difference is that this young master himself specializes in bullying those famous families' sons.

  In Hengyang City it was like this, when we arrived at the capital city, it was still like this.

  To outsiders, isn't it just taking advantage of one's power to bully others?

  "I'm still different from them, I've never taken the initiative to provoke trouble, only passively fought back. Also, I've never bullied the weak, so I think there's a fundamental difference between me and them."

  Tang Song's serious and proper interpretation is as follows.

  Pfft!

  An Sheng Ming smiled, this Tang Song, when it comes to killing people, doesn't show any mercy at all. But when it comes to being a rascal, he has no shame or conscience either.

  "Alright, you just stay here then. Today's events, although you've suffered a bit, were caused by that little brat from the Bai family. It was his own fault. A small family like the Bai's can't stir up much trouble."

  Tang Song was taken aback and said: "Elder Jiǔ, isn't the White family also quite powerful?"

  An Sheng Ming snorted coldly and said, "If it weren't for the sake of the White family's master, I would have crushed ten White families to death. How could he still be so arrogant now?"

  Tang Song stopped talking and sat on the ground, meditating and regulating his breath.

  An Sheng stared at Tang Song for a while, then felt bored and closed his eyes, letting his mind wander.

  Bai Jianming looked at the corpse of his young son Bai Mudi, his eyes wide with grief, his face ashen, and nearly fainted.

  "My son!" At this time, a woman's voice came from outside the main hall, and then a beautiful woman in her thirties rushed in, crying loudly, and threw herself onto the white-robed corpse, wailing.

  Bai Jianming was even more furious, "An Jia deceived people too much, if I don't avenge this, I, Bai Jianming, will not be human!"

  At this time, Bai Jianming led his men to kill at the Anshan Martial Arts Institute. This time, the opinions of the Bai family were unanimous, and even the son of the head of the household was killed. If things continued like this, wouldn't the Bai family be eliminated?

  So this time, everyone is united as one, and we must fight for justice for the White family.

  The host Bai Jianming, the late Wu Ling repair, plus two Wu Ling Dajuan and several Wu Ling middle and late elders, went to the Wu Institute with a grand momentum.

  On the main street, everyone saw a fierce and formidable figure in front, while several servants behind were carrying a white cloth-covered corpse, with White Mother still wailing incessantly.

  It's heartbreaking to watch and tear-jerking to hear.

  The Bai family has done their homework, they just want everyone to know that the Bai family is the one being bullied, and this trip is only to seek justice.

  The Bai family made their move, and naturally, the An family followed suit.

  Under An Mousong's leadership, several of his younger brothers and others such as An Shizi were already waiting at the gate of the Wu Temple.

  Bai Jianming saw An's family formation and said coldly: "An Maosong, step aside. This matter has nothing to do with the An family. Just hand over Tang Song."

  An Mao Song remained unmoved and said: "Bai Jianming, what exactly do you want?"

  "A life for a life!" Bai Jianming said with hatred.

  "Yes, hand over Tang Song, blood debt must be repaid in blood. Otherwise, don't blame me for not being polite to your family." The elders around him all loudly supported him.

  An Mousong took a deep breath and said, "Bai Jianming, who was right or wrong in this matter, there were so many people present at the time. If it wasn't for your son being ruthless and merciless, Tang Song wouldn't have counterattacked and accidentally killed your son."

  "Preposterous!" Bai Jianming's angry shout cut off An Maosong's words, "You want to turn black and white upside down and slander my son? I'm telling you, it won't work. My son only came to participate in the Secret Realm quota competition, a fair fight, but Tang Song was ruthless and vicious. A person like this, if not dead, will surely bring disaster to the Jianghu."

  "That's right, Tang Song is definitely going to die."

  "At such a young age, he is already so ruthless and cruel, if he grows up like this, it will be unbearable, he must die now."

  "Kill Tang and Song, rid the people of harm!"

  An Shizi was sweating profusely upon hearing this. The Bai family's people were really shameless. As they spoke, Tang Song became the public enemy of all citizens.

  "White family head, at that time when we were competing in martial arts, I was right there on the scene. It was your son who struck first without any mercy, every move of his aimed to take Tang Song's life. Tang Song only counterattacked out of desperation. If you don't believe me, there were hundreds of disciples from various families present at the scene, you can go ask them."

  Bai Jianming snorted, saying: "Do you think I would believe your lies? Everyone knows that Tang Song, this scourge, was brought by your An family from Hengyang City. In Hengyang City, he relied on his power to bully others and almost swallowed up the Li family. Now you've brought him to the capital and set your sights on my White family again. It seems that your An family can't tolerate mine anymore."

  An Shizi was so angry that he couldn't help but mention how could Bai Jianming be his opponent when it came to being cunning and deceitful?