Gao Wu: My freshman internship was a battle on the front lines.

Chapter 85 The much-anticipated raid on the house

The cheers gradually subsided.

The people of Jiangcheng began to clean up the mess, clear the streets, search for missing relatives, and bury the dead.

Ye Feng was not involved in any of this.

He has more important things to do.

Ye Feng stood at the foot of the city wall, facing three thousand Night Watchmen and military soldiers.

They had just finished a battle; they were covered in wounds and looked exhausted, but their spirits were high.

"Brothers," Ye Feng said, his voice not loud, but everyone heard him clearly.

"The war is over."

"But we still have a lot to do."

"The first thing—confiscate their property."

Three thousand pairs of eyes lit up at the same time.

ransacking the house?

Whose house was raided?

"The Li family of Jiangcheng and City Lord Zhao Wuji colluded with the Heavenly Demon Clan, betraying Jiangcheng and the human race." Ye Feng's voice turned cold.

The entire family was executed, and all their property was confiscated.

No one objected.

Everyone has witnessed the crimes committed by Li Wanshan and Zhao Wuji.

They are dead, but their families are still alive.

Those clansmen, those possessions, those things hidden in the shadows.

They all need to be dug out.

"The Sun family, the Wang family, and the Zhang family of Jiangcheng," Ye Feng continued.

"Although I was involved, I pulled back from the brink and didn't go down a dead end."

"The fine is less than one billion yuan, and it must be deposited into the Jiangcheng Armory within a specified period. Any delay will be severely punished."

Three thousand people stared at Ye Feng in unison.

The remaining members of the three clans in the distance looked at each other in bewilderment.

Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, their faces turned pale and then red, but no one dared to utter a sound.

One billion is a lot, but compared to the execution of the entire family, it is already an immense act of mercy.

"Now," Ye Feng turned and walked towards the Li family's residence, "follow me."

Three thousand soldiers followed Ye Feng in a grand procession toward the Li family mansion.

The camera followed the entire live stream.

The people of Jiangcheng who were watching the live stream had just experienced a life-or-death situation, and now, seeing this scene, they left messages in the live chat.

"A young hero!"

"Ye Feng! Ye Feng! Ye Feng!"

"This is the true star of Jiangcheng!"

"What is domineering presence? This is domineering presence!"

"Honey! Honey, look at me!"

"Sister, calm down. That's everyone's public husband."

"Ye Feng truly lives up to his reputation as a direct descendant of the Ye family; his aura and methods are simply amazing!"

"Where are those who questioned Ye Feng before the big battle? Come out and show yourselves!"

"Those who questioned it are long dead; they were all drained dry by the great formation."

"Serves them right! They took money from the Li family to frame Ye Feng, and now look what happened, they've lost both their money and their lives."

The barrage of comments was incredibly fast, and the live stream's popularity surpassed one million.

Those online trolls bribed by the Li family were now trembling with fear, frantically deleting their previous posts.

Some even went live and knelt down to repent.

"I was wrong! I shouldn't have accepted the Li family's money to blackmail Ye Feng!"

"Lord Ye Feng, spare my life! I was forced into this!"

"From today onwards, I am Ye Feng's die-hard fan!"

The comments section erupted in chaos, with some cursing, some laughing, and some showing disdain.

But no one dared to question Ye Feng anymore.

Might makes right.

This statement was perfectly illustrated at this moment.

Ye Feng led three thousand troops to the Li family mansion.

All members of the Li family have been swallowed up by the great formation.

Ye Feng waved his hand.

"Take everything you can. And if you can't take it, dig three feet into the ground and take it with you."

"yes!"

The three thousand soldiers charged in like wolves and tigers, turning the Li family upside down.

Gold, silver, jewelry, precious calligraphy and paintings, and antique porcelain were moved out box by box.

The underground vault was opened, and it was filled with gold bricks, precious medicinal herbs, and rare metals.

There is also a large amount of weaponry and equipment.

The military has several thousand sets of standard equipment.

There are several hundred sets of standard weapons of S-class or higher.

There were even three spiritual weapons.

Spirit weapons are weapons that only sixth-tier experts are qualified to use.

Cao Keyuan stood to the side, his eyes wide with astonishment.

"Is this a spirit weapon?" His voice trembled slightly.

"Yes." Ye Feng picked up a spiritual weapon and weighed it in his hand.

It was a longsword that was entirely black, with dark red light flowing across its blade, radiating a powerful aura.

"A fine sword."

Cao Keyuan's Adam's apple bobbed, and he swallowed.

He has never even touched a spirit weapon in his entire life.

I've barely even seen it, let alone touched it.

Spirit weapons are too expensive.

The price of a single spirit weapon is enough to buy half of Jiangcheng.

With Cao Zhenshou's meager assets, he couldn't afford to buy, let alone rent.

Ye Feng saw Cao Keyuan's gaze and smiled slightly.

He walked up to Cao Keyuan and handed him the spiritual weapon.

"Guard Cao, this round is yours."

Cao Keyuan was stunned.

"What?"

"It's yours now." Ye Feng shoved the sword into his hand.

"Remember, these spirit weapons have never appeared in the files."

Cao Keyuan gripped the sword hilt, feeling the warmth and power emanating from the blade; his hands trembled.

"Isn't this too expensive? Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

But his grip on the spirit weapon's hand betrayed him completely.

"Don't be shy." Ye Feng picked up another spiritual weapon and handed it to Director Zhou. "Director Zhou, this is yours."

Director Zhou adjusted his glasses, took the spirit weapon, and lightly flicked the blade with his finger, producing a crisp hum.

"A fine sword." His voice was calm, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Ye Feng picked up the third spiritual weapon, a thick-backed broadsword with intricate patterns engraved on its blade, exuding a domineering killing intent.

"Old Zhang, this one suits you."

Old Zhang took the broadsword, swung it twice, and the air was torn apart, producing a sharp whistling sound.

"Hahaha!" Old Zhang laughed loudly, "What a fine blade! What a fine blade! With this blade, I wouldn't be afraid to cut down a sixth-tier Heavenly Demon!"

Cao Keyuan, Director Zhou, and Old Zhang, holding the spirit weapon, looked like they had won the lottery.

It's not that they're unsophisticated, but Jiangcheng is just too poor.

Over the years, the five families have been ripping off the Night's Watch and the military, monopolizing resources, embezzling funds, and poaching talent.

Cao Keyuan was practically selling his blood to keep the Night Watch running.

He wouldn't even dare to dream of a spiritual weapon.

Now, Ye Feng simply gave him one.

"Ye Feng," Cao Keyuan's voice was choked with emotion, "Isn't this a bit inappropriate? You don't even have a spirit weapon."

"There's no need to say anything," Ye Feng smiled. "This is what you deserve. Without you all holding the line, I wouldn't have made it to Jiangcheng in time."

"Besides," he paused, "there's no use for me keeping the spirit weapon."

Cao Keyuan opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

He gave Ye Feng a deep look, then nodded heavily.

"it is good."

Ye Feng turned around and continued to direct the ransacking of the house.

Cao Keyuan stood there, watching his back, and remained silent for a long time.

Then he turned to look at Director Zhou.

"Old Zhou."

"Um."

"What do you think... about making Ye Feng the city lord?"