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That night.

It was a moonless night where people died. The wind was high and the sky was ablaze.

It was clear that it was still sunny during the day, but at night, a mass of dark clouds floated in from who knows where and blocked the moon completely. Even the night was darker than usual.

It was a murder...

No, it was a good time to smack him.

Although he was determined to beat around the bush, Long Yan did not try to hide anything. Even his face was not covered, and he still wore the dazzling gold robe even at night.

As for why he wasn't disguising himself …

What a joke!

He was a member of the Golden Dragon Clan. Wouldn't it be too shameful if he were to casually beat up a human kid and had to disguise himself?

Well, there was no connection between the two.

Long Yan simply did not place Situ Hao in his eyes.

Although Situ Hao was a being that could be called a genius among humans, his strength was still nothing compared to Long Yan, who could fight head on against a strong Martial Saint like Lu Wuxiu.

Long Yan was sure that even if he managed to reach Situ Hao's bedside, if he truly wanted to kill him, if he twisted Situ Hao's neck, Situ Hao would most likely die quietly in his dreams.

Since that was the case, what other disguise did he need?

Moreover, he had already prepared a jute bag beforehand. When the time came, he would throw this jute bag on Situ Hao's head, causing him to not be able to see anything.

With that in mind, Long Yan walked all the way to the outside of the room that Situ Hao stayed in.

Although the relationship between the Situ Family and Feng Family had grown a lot more distant, the Situ Family was still one of the ten great families, and was at the same level as the Feng Family. Therefore, Feng Family would definitely not neglect the members of the Situ Family.

Arriving at the courtyard, Long Yan listened intently for a while.

The breathing that was soft to the point where it was almost inaudible definitely belonged to the old thing, Situ Zhen. The slightly heavier ones were the couple, and the one in the room next to Yun You Ran's was definitely Situ Hao.

After finding the main target, Long Yan raised his hand, and was about to snap his fingers like Feng Zhi did, but thinking about the possibility of alerting the people in the courtyard, he barely held himself back.

After identifying Situ Hao's room, Long Yan's legs lightly tapped, and he transformed into a bolt of golden lightning to rush over.

The Dragon Clan had an innate ability to soar in the sky, of course, it was the same for Long Yan. When he continued to fly forward, the surrounding air seemed to have taken the initiative to avoid him.

Arriving outside Situ Hao's room, Long Yan blew on the door slightly.

The door that was originally tightly closed opened soundlessly, as if it was being controlled by an invisible hand.

Seeing that the door was only opened halfway, a gold light flashed in Long Yan's eyes, and he followed the hole and entered the room. The moment he entered, the door closed silently like before.

There was no moonlight outside, and the room was dark.

But this did not stop Long Yan.

He blinked and a golden light began to shine in his eyes in the darkness. He then took a good look at the situation in the room.

If Situ Hao suddenly woke up now, he would definitely be shocked by the pair of golden eyes that were floating above the bed.

However, Situ Hao was not alarmed at all by this scene, and naturally did not see it happen.

Long Yan extended his hand forward, and in the next moment, a gunny sack that was obviously not prepared with much effort appeared in his hand. That gunny sack was tattered, and a rotten stench that seemed to come out from it …

If Situ Hao knew that he was going to be beheaded by this kind of gunny sack, he would probably die even if he had to hold his breath.

However, this was none of his business.

Long Yan grinned, with one hand, he lightly inhaled at Situ Hao who was on the bed, causing Situ Hao who was sleeping to suddenly sit up like a puppet.

Being played around by Long Yan, even though Situ Hao slept soundly, he was still faintly awakened.

His fingers moved slightly, and just as he was about to open his eyes to see what was going on, he suddenly heard a burst of wind and something rushed towards his face.

After that, Situ Hao felt as if his head was covered by something, and what followed after was a rotten smell that he could not bear.

Even though he clearly knew that he was being attacked, Situ Hao could not help but retch.

As soon as his retching ended, he was greeted by a barrage of fat punches.

Long Yan took out a stick from his own Inherent Dimension, and as if he was playing some kind of most beautiful music, he began to hit onto Situ Hao's body time and time again in a rhythm that only he himself knew. His strength wasn't great, at least it wasn't enough to beat up Situ Hao for real, but making Situ Hao suffer for a few days was extremely easy.

How dare he have the guts to scheme against Feng Zhi.

He had clearly already rescinded his engagement with Feng Zhi, but he was still thinking of resuming his previous fate.

To dare snatch Feng Zhi from him …

See if I beat you until you were looking for your teeth all over the ground!

Long Yan muttered ruthlessly in his heart as his hands never stopped moving.

Only after a long time had passed did Situ Hao finally pass out after being beaten up like this.

Don't doubt it, Situ Hao was really knocked unconscious by him.

The rod in Long Yan's hand was obviously not ordinary, one had to know that the dragon race had a habit of collecting treasures, so how could there be anything ordinary in's Inherent Dimension? Every time Situ Hao took a swing of the rod, a strange power would smash into his body, causing more harm than just the bit of strength that Long Yan bestowed him.

After a long while, sensing that Situ Hao had stopped moving, Long Yan curled his lips in disdain and kept the rod in his Inherent Dimension. Then, he was too lazy to take the gunny sack that he brought along with him.

"He really doesn't know how to fight!" he said.

Then he turned around and left.

Initially, his first thought was to return to Feng Zhi's courtyard, but after thinking about how he had agreed to stay at Feng Lai's place during breakfast in the morning, his expression turned bitter, and in the end, he could only honestly return to Feng Lai's courtyard.

Long Yan didn't know that but as he was hitting Situ Hao's pole, in the courtyard next to him, Feng Zhi was also entering the room of the Situ Family disciple who had called Long Yan a pretty boy earlier in the day, doing the same thing as Long Yan.

It was a baton.

It had to be said that the sky was very suitable for him to smack others tonight.

Feng Zhi thought.