I, a prison guard in the Heavenly Prison, secretly became invincible thanks to the system.

"Shut up, Yi'er! Why bother our distinguished guests with family matters?"

Shen Fan immediately reprimanded the young man, who quickly lowered his head and dared not speak again.

However, Ye Long and his wife's expressions changed drastically.

Despite his immense wealth, Master Shen lived in a remote corner of the country with no one nearby to support him, making him an easy target for villains.

Unexpectedly, the villains this time were so rampant that they killed Master Shen.

The two felt only sorrow and did not know what to do.

At this moment, Ye Kang suddenly looked towards the door, a hint of coldness appearing in his eyes.

The servants came running over in a panic, their faces filled with terror.

"Oh no! They're back! And there are even more of them this time!"

"what!"

The Shen family was immediately thrown into a panic. Shen Fan said immediately, "Please leave through the back door. This is trouble, and the Shen family cannot involve you."

"No need, let me see what's going on."

Ye Kang immediately spoke, his tone leaving no room for refusal.

Shen Fan wanted to persuade him further, but a burst of wild laughter rang out.

"Not bad at all! This mourning hall looks quite proper. If you didn't know better, you'd think a member of the royal family had died, hahaha!"

"Senior brother is right. The fact that the Shen family can hold such a grand funeral means that they still have a lot of things hidden away that they are handing over."

"In that case, let us also go and offer our respects."

A group of people walked in with wicked smiles, each holding an ornate longsword, wearing identical white robes, with their hair tied up, and the words "Floating Clouds" engraved on their sword sheaths. The swordsmen were all dignified and refined.

If it weren't for their conversation, it would be hard to associate them with bandits and robbers.

They were clearly a group of young masters from various sects who had come down from the mountain to travel.

Shen Fan quickly cupped his hands in apology: "I was unaware of the arrival of the esteemed heroes of Floating Cloud Mountain. Please forgive me!"

"Shen Fan, this isn't the first time we've met. To make a long story short, today is the deadline. Do you agree to these conditions or not?"

The leading swordsman sneered, his tone showing no respect for the deceased.

Shen Fan gritted his teeth and said, trembling, "The Shen family...can't afford that much gold and silver..."

"Ridiculous! Your Shen family is famous throughout Jiangnan, do you think we're three-year-olds? If we don't see money today, don't blame me for being blind with my longsword. You don't want to end up like your stubborn father, do you?"

The longsword was drawn, and with a single stroke, the wreath in front of the door was severed.

The Shen family members all retreated, their faces filled with fear.

Plop!

Shen Fan suddenly knelt down.

"Please, sirs, have mercy and grant me a few more days! I will certainly raise the silver to present to you!"

"Hmph, you keep making excuses, do you think we're stupid? Fine, I'll cut off your arm first! That'll teach you a lesson!"

Without saying a word, the swordsman swung his sword down.

Shen Fan closed his eyes, not daring to dodge.

In the blink of an eye, a pink sword aura suddenly struck, severing the longsword in two.

"who!"

Immediately, everyone drew their swords, staring coldly at the Shen family members.

Shen Fan shook his head repeatedly: "No...I don't know...it wasn't us..."

At this moment, Ye Kang patted his parents on the shoulder to reassure them, and then walked out with a curious look on his face.

"Who sent you?"

His tone was sincere, and sword energy swirled around him, like a small swimming dragon.

The young master, whose sword had been broken, immediately snorted coldly.

"Who are you, you scoundrel, daring to meddle in my business? State your name!"

"My name is Ye Kang, and I just happened to be passing by."

"Very well, it seems someone doesn't recognize the prestige of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect today. Junior Brother Chang, cripple him."

"Look at the sword!"

A short man behind him swiftly drew his sword, aiming straight for Ye Kang's legs, clearly intending to sever them with a single strike.

The sword tip quickly reached his leg, but the next second, a dark longsword suddenly fell, smashing the sword in two, and then swung upwards, sending a spray of blood flying.

Chang Shidi's right hand flew high into the air and then fell haphazardly to the ground.

This scene left everyone wide-eyed.

"Junior Brother Chang!"

Two more men leaped up, wanting revenge, but they were just ordinary first-rate masters and were far too slow.

Ye Kang didn't bother with any more words. In the blink of an eye, he slashed out with two swords, cutting the man in half.

“I am fair to everyone. If you want to break my leg, I will take your hand. If you want my life, you will pay with your life.”

Ye Kang spoke casually, and then kicked out, sending the agonizing Junior Brother Chang flying.

At this, everyone in the Shen family had their eyes light up and looked at Ye Kang in disbelief.

"Amazing!"

Those from the Floating Cloud Sword Sect dared not advance any further and retreated hastily, their faces covered in cold sweat.

The man with the broken sword at the head of the group frowned and said, "No matter who you are, if you've messed with someone from the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, you won't live much longer!"

Ye Kang pretended not to hear and continued walking forward.

With each step he took, the members of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect took a step back, not daring to meet his gaze.

After they had all left the Shen residence, Ye Kang continued, "I'll ask you one more time: who sent you? Who killed Master Shen?"

"We are the Floating Cloud Sword Sect! The number one sect in Floating Cloud Mountain. Old man Shen is asking for death. My martial uncle just wanted to borrow some money, but he refused, so he attacked. He can't blame us!"

"Well, you can't blame me then. Let's all lose an arm."

Ye Kang shook his head, feeling that this group of people were beyond redemption. Then, with a thought, the Hundred Flowers Sword Qi shot out.

Swish swish!

The sword energy surged like a dragon, instantly severing more than a dozen arms, leaving cries of agony everywhere.

There wasn't even a single top-tier expert among them, so they had no chance of blocking Ye Kang's attack and could only watch helplessly as their arms flew up.

Someone roared hoarsely, "You're dead! The Floating Cloud Sword Sect will definitely kill you! You just wait!"

After uttering a harsh remark, the group picked up their arms and slunk away.

In the chaos, it's unclear who grabbed whose arm, but they were all wailing and arguing, it was quite funny.

Ye Kang turned his head, and the Shen family members all looked at him with complicated expressions.

Ye Long and his wife were startled.

My son is so amazing!

Shen Fan also came over, excitedly cupping his hands and saying, "Thank you so much for saving our lives, sir! But you've offended the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, so you should take your people and leave quickly!"

"Tell me in detail who exactly the Floating Cloud Sword Sect is."

"They are a powerful and influential martial arts sect from Mount Fuyun. They are extremely domineering and will readily exterminate an entire clan. Sir, you should leave quickly!"

"What will you do if I leave?"

"I...I'm afraid I can't escape this calamity. I only hope that the younger generation in my family can escape..."

"Absurd! How could you possibly escape the pursuit of martial artists? This was a dead end from the very beginning; there was no way out."

Upon hearing this, Shen Fan's expression turned to despair.

"I know, but there's nothing I can do. Martial artists are powerful, and the government simply can't control them..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Kang casually took out his waist token.

"Ye Kang, Deputy Commander of the Imperial City Guard, I will take charge of this matter."