Xiahou Wu was stunned.
The others were also stunned.
But they quickly understood.
The person in front of them was Fang Xin's clone.
A Level Five clone.
Then his true self must be stronger than Level Five.
And since Fang Xin was so confident in helping Xiahou Wu get his revenge.
Could his combat power have reached Level Seven?
Fang Xin's clone said, "Just prepare for your revenge; don't worry about the rest! Since I promised you, I will definitely deliver!"
Xiahou Wu, who had been a bit uncertain earlier, now had a smile on his face, feeling completely reassured.
Immediately, he and Huang Dabao began discussing the framework of the plan.
As for the specific details, they would have to wait until Fang Xin and Huang Dabao returned from their reconnaissance.
Fang Xin lay in the lounge.
After the clone returned, it merged with Fang Xin.
Fang Xin could not only share the clone's perspective but also its memories.
So, everything that had just happened played through Fang Xin's mind.
As dusk approached, Fang Xin and Huang Dabao left, followed by A Dao, the member they had met before.
The car gradually approached Zhao Yongyi's residence.
It was a mountain villa nestled by a mountain and a river.
Fang Xin had looked up the Zhao Family in Linyang City. Linyang City was just a small, third-tier city at the bottom of the list. The Zhao Family was not even considered the strongest family in Linyang City originally; their assets barely scraped into the top ten. However, after annexing the Xiahou Family, their assets ranking jumped to the top three locally.
The combined assets of the two families were nearly four billion.
Fang Xin looked at the pitiful few hundred million in his own card. This trip to annex all of Zhao Yongyi's assets could be considered participating in a small-scale ten-billion-yuan subsidy.
On the outskirts of the villa, Fang Xin activated his Perception-based talent, extending it inwards.
Currently, his Perception-based ability was only Level Five.
The higher the level of Perception-based ability, the larger the range it can perceive. Moreover, as the level increases, within that range, for everyone who appears, he can even foresee what the other party will do in the next second. When mental power is concentrated on one person, he can perceive a person's past and future. Depending on talent and level, the precognition ability varies; the higher the talent and level, the further into the future he can foresee.
Therefore, Perception-based is a late-game hero. In the early game, it only serves as an auxiliary for vision. In the late game, it becomes incredibly powerful. There are no secrets before a top-tier Perception-based individual.
Just like the old woman Fang Xin encountered before.
Fang Xin can now also foresee a person's future and perceive a person's past, but only for a very short period, which is better than nothing.
However, Perception-based will experience a small breakthrough at Level Six. At that time, the time frame for perceiving the past and foreseeing the future will significantly increase, and subsequent abilities will continuously explode level by level.
Fang Xin's perception net swept across, clearly sensing many people on the periphery, heading inwards.
Within the villa, a chilling aura emanated, and an angry shout came from the innermost part of the compound, "Who dares to trespass on this villa!"
Fang Xin retracted his perception net. Presumably, the person just now was the Level Seven expert Xiahou Wu mentioned.
The opponent's strength was not bad, Fang Xin pondered, wondering whether to recruit him. After all, the Seven Killings Sect was currently in its nascent stage, and recruiting a Level Seven combatant to guard it would be a good thing.
Huang Dabao, sitting in the driver's seat, turned his head to look at Fang Xin, "Sect Master, can we do it?"
"Yes!"
Fang Xin had four Soul Generals under his command, as well as several spirit beasts. One person was an army. Let alone leading these people from the Seven Killings Sect, Fang Xin could even lead a group of pigs into the villa and sweep through it.
"Send a message to Xiahou Wu. No need to wait until tomorrow night. Tonight, we act!"
Xiahou Wu's side had been waiting for a long time.
As soon as he received the message, he led his men towards this direction.
At this moment, the Zhao Family was under strict guard.
Zhao Yongyi hurried towards a detached building at the back of the villa.
From the outside, a chilling aura emanated from that building, making people shiver even at night.
Zhao Yongyi pushed open the door, and a strange fishy smell permeated the room.
Dozens of women lay sprawled on the floor, of various skin tones, body types, and kinds, all simply dressed, either lying on sofas or on the ground, creating an extremely enticing scene.
In the middle, an old man sat. His eyes were cloudy, and he wore a loose black robe, covered in intricate and obscure tattooed patterns.
Even the old man's face and eyeballs were covered in patterns.
The old man held a beautiful, long-legged, voluptuous white woman in his arms, one hand kneading her. Hearing footsteps, the old man looked over.
"Patriarch Zhao, the other party merely probed and has already been scared away by me. They were probably just passing by; there's no need to panic so much!"
"Elder Jin, but why do I keep feeling my heart thumping and my eyelids twitching? Do you think it could be the person who rescued that little bastard, coming to avenge him?"
The old man chuckled sinisterly, "Patriarch Zhao, many times, people are not scared to death by enemies, but by themselves. If that little bastard from the Xiahou Family could get revenge, he would have come long ago, why wait until today? If your eyelid twitches, just put a piece of paper on it."
Zhao Yongyi smacked his lips, "Am I not just being cautious? Before, the team my son led all died, and that bastard escaped. I suspect that bastard was rescued by a powerful expert, so I have to be on guard!"
The old man snorted and chuckled, "Patriarch Zhao, weren't those corpses examined before? Through wound detection, those who killed them were all no more than Level Six combatants, just with peculiar methods. That little bastard was not rescued by some powerful expert.
What's more, didn't you hire a Level Seven expert a few days ago with a hefty sum? With the two of us here, there are few families in all of Linyang City who dare not show respect to the Zhao Family. You can rest assured!"
Zhao Yongyi felt somewhat relieved.
But unexpectedly, while they were talking, there was a commotion outside.
Zhao Yongyi made a phone call, "What's going on?"
"Patriarch, someone has broken in!"
"Who?"
"Xiahou Wu! It's Xiahou Wu!"
Zhao Yongyi's heart skipped a beat. He looked at the old man, who sprang up from his spot, sneering coldly, "Patriarch Zhao, don't panic. Let this old man go and see what kind of powerful expert they've invited, daring to cause trouble at my place!"
As the old man rose, his wide robe spread open, revealing many eerie figures drawn on the inside, densely packed. As he moved, the figures writhed, twisted, and shrieked.
The villa was brightly lit.
Both sides faced each other.
When Xiahou Wu saw Zhao Yongyi, his eyes were bloodshot and filled with rage.
"Zhao Yongyi! You beast!"
Zhao Yongyi stood behind the crowd, looking over, his gaze sweeping around, seemingly trying to find Xiahou Wu's backer.
But after searching for a long time, he found no one. The people who came with Xiahou Wu even looked very young.
Zhao Yongyi glanced at the old man beside him. The old man's gaze fell on a young man behind Xiahou Wu.
From their positions, it was clear that the young man should be the leader of Xiahou Wu's group.
The old man stared at Fang Xin, then lowered his voice to Zhao Yongyi, "That young man seems to have the highest combat power. His blood energy is very strong, but he's just a Strength-based Mangfu! It looks like he should be the backer this little bastard found! The others who came with him are all greenhorns! They're probably just hot-blooded, brainless young people who got carried away and came to help out!
But we still need to be wary. This little bastard knows about my presence in the Zhao Family. If he had any sense, he wouldn't be so reckless.
Don't let the other expert come out yet. You distract them! I'll kill that Strength-based Mangfu first and stuff his soul into my Ten Thousand Souls Robe. If there's truly a master hidden, they will definitely make a move! If I can defeat them, good. If not, then let the other expert come out to catch the opponent off guard!"
Zhao Yongyi nodded at his words, then, with his hands behind his back, he looked at Xiahou Wu with a smile.
"Nephew! Still well, I see. Why do you look so much thinner? It breaks your uncle's heart! If your deceased parents knew you were living like this, how heartbroken they would be!"
Xiahou Wu, with reddened eyes, pointed at Zhao Yongyi, "Beast! You don't deserve to mention my father! If it weren't for my father helping you, you would have starved to death on the streets long ago! You ungrateful beast!"
Zhao Yongyi gave the old man a look, then, with his hands behind his back, burst into laughter.
"Nephew, look at you, so impatient. I've said it many times, this isn't my fault, is it? Your father was an adult. Didn't he understand the principle that the kind are easily bullied? Didn't he ever tell you that being kind is the original sin for a person?
Tell me about your deceased father. All I did was kneel and kowtow a few times, shed a few tears, and say a few words begging him, and he softened and wanted to help me. Such a person is born to be bullied!
When your father knelt on the ground, snot and tears streaming down his face, begging me to spare his whole family, I didn't soften at all. I killed who I needed to kill. That's why I'm alive now, and he's dead, and everything he worked for his whole life is now all mine!
Isn't that infuriating, hahaha?
And you, I thought you'd give me some kind of surprise when you reappeared. But what's with you bringing this bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals?"
