Chapter 341: Meeting the Horned Demons Parents???

The Su Family Residence.

The messenger representing the Third Prince was already as pale as death.

He looked at the divine sword in Su Zhentian’s hand and felt the terrifying pressure that made his soul tremble.

He didn’t even dare to utter a single threat.

Leading his equally pale-faced attendants, he fled the Su Family Residence in disgrace under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Su Changhai’s expression could no longer be described as merely ugly; it was twisted by a volatile mix of extreme anger, envy, and fear.

He stared fixedly at his younger brother, Su Zhentian.

This was the waste he had trampled under his feet for more than ten years.

This was the pathetic wretch who had to cater to his every whim, even during the New Year festivals.

Now, this waste actually dared to defy him in front of all the town’s celebrities!

And then there was that man named Chu Tian…

Su Changhai’s gaze was uncontrollably drawn to the pile of treasures radiating divine light.

‘If I could seize those treasures… then the future of the Su Family, and my own future, would surely be extraordinary!’

‘I must take them!’

‘Those things don’t deserve to belong to that waste, Su Zhentian. They belong to me, Su Changhai!’

‘With these, even the Third Prince would have to treat me with respect. My Su Family will no longer be the local kings of Hidden Dragon Town; we will be an existence that can clash with the top powers!’

This thought was like a poisonous vine growing wildly, strangling his reason.

Fear was swallowed by greed, and envy transformed into murderous intent.

At this moment, he was completely blinded by the prospect of immense profit.

Nothing remained in the depths of Su Changhai’s eyes except a spiteful, blood-red crimson.

He cast a single glance toward the Guard Leader, who had remained silent by his side.

‘Do it.’

‘Cripple him!’

The Guard Leader’s heart leaped, and a bloodthirsty excitement surged within him.

He understood the signal perfectly.

A wolf-like ruthlessness flashed in his eyes as his hand quietly rested on the hilt of the saber at his waist.

He made a subtle gesture to several of the most elite servants behind him.

‘Surround them.’

‘Block their escape.’

Several figures fanned out soundlessly, closing in on Chu Tian and Su Nian’s parents.

Their movements were light, their footsteps making almost no sound, but the murderous aura they carried from years of living on the edge made the surrounding air feel thick and viscous.

Su Nian frowned slightly.

She instinctively took half a step forward, shielding her parents, as Magic began to condense at her fingertips.

As for that man, he didn’t need her protection at all.

On Chu Tian’s side, he didn’t even lift an eyelid.

He maintained his modest and polite posture, as if he were still casually chatting with his future parents-in-law, seemingly oblivious to the several killing auras closing in behind him.

Just as the Guard Leader’s hand was about to grip his saber, and just as his hideous smile was about to bloom—

An invisible, mountain-like pressure erupted from Chu Tian as the center, sweeping across the entire field!

It wasn’t Magic.

There were no elemental fluctuations.

It was a more fundamental, purer, and more irresistible force.

It was the absolute suppression of a higher lifeform.

In the courtyard, every sound vanished once again.

The music, the conversations, the breathing, and even the heartbeats were all crushed into powder by this suffocatingly heavy pressure.

The Su Family guards, who had been aggressively preparing to pounce and tear Chu Tian to pieces, saw the sneers on their faces freeze instantly.

Their bodies felt as if they had been struck by an invisible mountain peak.

Their bones emitted an unbearable, tooth-aching “creak”.

“Thud!”

“Thud!”

There were no screams; they didn’t even have time to let out a groan.

Those several elite servants felt their knees buckle, and they all collapsed heavily to the ground, kneeling toward Chu Tian.

Their eyes rolled back, their pupils dilated, and foam bubbled from their mouths.

Their bodies seemed to have every bone removed as they slumped down, twitching violently, and fainted on the spot.

The entire process was incredibly fast and hauntingly quiet.

It was as if a few insects had simply been stepped on.

Chu Tian had precisely controlled the strength he displayed to a perfect limit.

He had instantly deterred all the small-minded people with ill intentions, and in the eyes of the crowd, this was simply the pressure belonging to a powerhouse.

‘What a terrifying existence!’

‘A single thought can make elite warriors kneel and faint.’

The courtyard was dead silent.

None of the guests dared to breathe loudly.

The spite and greed on Su Changhai’s face had long since been replaced by a deeper, more absolute emotion.

Fear.

A fear that felt as if it were freezing his soul into ice shards.

He slumped in the main seat, his body shaking like a leaf in the autumn wind.

A warm, damp stain was rapidly spreading across his crotch.

This farce of a banquet finally ended on a sour note.

Chu Tian ultimately chose not to kill Su Changhai.

First, because he was Su Nian’s uncle and it wasn’t his place to strike; and second, because he might be able to gather information about the energy-gathering magic circle from him.

‘I’ll leave him alive for now.’

Chu Tian turned around and took Su Nian’s hand.

That hand was warm, dry, and filled with a power that brooked no argument.

The moment his fingertips touched her skin, Su Nian’s body trembled imperceptibly.

‘This hand…’

‘It once brushed over every inch of my body, bringing me extreme shame and surrender.’

‘It once pinched my chin, forcing me to swallow tears of resentment and speak words of submission against my will.’

‘Yet now, in front of everyone, it has rescued me and my family from a humiliating farce.’

Shame, anger, dependence, and a trace of… relief that she didn’t want to admit even to herself.

Complex emotions surged in her heart, finally melting into a silent obedience.

Chu Tian felt the girl’s compliance and cooperation, and his mood instantly improved.

She didn’t pull away, allowing him to lead her.

He pulled her along, taking her parents with them.

Under the complex gazes of the guests—filled with awe, fear, and envy—he turned to leave.

The crowd parted like a tide pushed by an invisible hand, automatically retreating to both sides.

A path clearly manifested before them.

Those local gentry and celebrities who had been talking loudly and mocking Chu Tian earlier all lowered their heads now.

Their bodies were stiff, and they didn’t dare to breathe a single loud breath.

No one dared to look up.

No one dared to look directly at that tall figure.

They only used the corners of their eyes to respectfully, even humbly, watch those several figures depart.

Particularly that man, as handsome as a deity and as terrifying as an abyss.

And the girl he held firmly in his hand, who was so beautiful she didn’t seem to belong to the mortal realm, her aura becoming increasingly cold and holy.

They walked through the courtyard and stepped over the threshold.

They left the mess behind them, along with Su Changhai’s completely bloodless face.

Su Nian was still somewhat dazed…

But the thought of bringing the Great Lord back to her parents’ home made her feel involuntarily nervous and a little shy.