Chapter 257: Chapter 139: Potential Skyrockets, Tell Me Your Identity (2)

Wei Fan let out a cold laugh, and his will power descended from the void: “When speaking with the Commander, you should kneel on one knee!”

Bang!

Under the immense pressure, Ning Xuan’s leg uncontrollably half-kneeled on the ground, causing him to grit his teeth in pain: “Grand Commander, I was wrong…”

Only then did Wei Fan withdraw his willpower, allowing Ning Xuan to stand: “You, the first time I saw you seemed like just yesterday, I didn’t expect you to become a Commander already…”

As one of the first people to know Wei Fan, Ning Xuan had not changed in any way due to Wei Fan’s status.

They walked a few steps, and Ning Xuan leaned in and said: “By the way, today is Brother Su’s funeral day, we all are going, do you have time, Xuerong has been quite absent-minded lately, if you have time, do comfort her.”

Su Guangwen, the first person he met when entering the Demon Suppression Bureau, left the deepest impression due to his care for Su Xuerong. He died on the battlefield saving her from a Demon Fiend.

With Su Guangwen dead, Su Xuerong must be feeling terrible.

Wei Fan lightly nodded: “Alright! But today Commander He Tai Xian is also being buried, I need to represent the Demon Suppression Bureau there first, then I’ll visit Xuerong’s family.”

After a while, the two parted ways.

Wei Fan arrived at the Commander’s office to find Deputy General Deng Boyong already waiting.

Deng Boyong stepped forward and cupped his hands: “Greetings to Commander Wei!”

It wasn’t their first meeting; Wei Fan had fought alongside Deng Boyong during his first visit to Cyan Cloud City.

After lowering his hands, Deng Boyong continued: “Commander Wei, we can depart now!”

Today was He Tai Xian’s burial; not only Wei Fan but also the Deputy Generals and Captains under him, who didn’t have official duties, had to attend.

They had all been assisted or guided in Martial Arts by He Tai Xian, so they were obliged to go both emotionally and logically.

Under Deng Boyong’s guidance, Wei Fan quickly got into the carriage and set off for He Tai Xian’s home.

…

Su City, Su Family!

The Su Family isn’t considered a major family in Su City, barely a third-rate power, with their strongest being a Celestial Human First Layer ancestor who was only fostered by the collective effort and a Demon Pill.

Of course, compared to first-rate and second-rate powers, third-rate power is already substantial in Su City, regarded with reverence by ordinary folk.

With a Celestial ancestor, the family also has dozens of Acupoint Martial Artists, and they deal in the business of inns, mines, medicinal herbs, and weapons, comparable to the Han family previously wiped out by the Demon Suppression Bureau.

Today there was a constant flow of Su family people because of the funeral arrangements for Su Guangwen who died in battle at Cyan Cloud City.

In front of the Su Mansion, guests came to pay their respects, often delivering condolences letters.

Another letter was handed in, and the Su family steward opened it, about to read its contents aloud, when he suddenly froze and quickly looked up.

Standing there was a handsome young man along with an armored… Deputy General.

A Deputy General of the Demon Suppression Bureau!

He was sure he hadn’t mistaken the armor.

With the Deputy General accompanying, it confirmed the contents of the condolence letter were true.

“Demon Suppression Bureau Grand Commander Wei Fan, here to express condolences…”

The Su family steward announced in a trembling voice.

He had called out countless names today, mostly unnoticed, but this time was different. With his voice, the bustling guests stopped, faces full of disbelief.

The Grand Commander of the Demon Suppression Bureau, Wei Fan, had come to the Su Family to pay respects to Su Guangwen.

At that moment, the place was silent enough to hear a pin drop, and even the wailing from inside suddenly ceased.

Su Guangwen in the Demon Suppression Bureau was merely a Red-clothed Demon Suppression Guard; having a Captain appear would have been a courtesy from the Bureau, but the Commander himself came.

To have the Commander express condolences, what an honor.

Wei Fan stepped into the Su Mansion, only to see a hurried crowd of Su family members approaching: “Welcome, Commander Wei!”

Wei Fan scanned the area but didn’t see Su Xuerong: “Everyone, rise.”

A middle-aged man stepped forward, speaking with a tone of shame: “How could my son deserve the honor of Commander Wei personally coming!”

Only then did Wei Fan know he was Su Xuerong’s father and shook his head: “Uncle doesn’t need to say that, I and Brother Su became friends and fought side by side, it’s only right I came to see him off… Please, Uncle, lead the way so I can offer incense to Brother Su.”

The Su family’s guests were all shocked, realizing Su Guangwen and Wei Fan were friends?

Led by Su Xuerong’s father, Wei Fan soon arrived at the mourning hall and offered incense to Su Guangwen.

As the incense was lit, Wei Fan turned around and saw Ning Xuan already standing there.

“Uncle, please attend to the other guests. I’ll take Commander Wei to find Xuerong.”

Ning Xuan led Wei Fan into a side hall, where Li Fengyi, Peng Mingjie, and others were present. Su Xuerong’s eyes were red, and upon seeing Wei Fan, her tears began to flow again.

“Please accept my condolences. Your brother would not have wished for you to be so heartbroken…”

Ning Xuan was supposed to comfort Su Xuerong, but facing her, he found himself at a loss for words.

He wasn’t much of a talker to begin with, and he was even less skilled at offering comfort.

Su Xuerong nodded through her sobs, “Thank you for coming…”

Wei Fan shook his head, sat down, and picked up a teacup, motioning for Deng Boyong to sit as well.

However, as a deputy general outside, standing guard as a personal guard, how could he sit on equal footing with Wei Fan? He stood behind Wei Fan with his sword, making Ning Xuan and the others uneasy.

After all, he was a deputy general, a person of status in Su City. With him standing, how could they dare to sit?

This was outside; if they were in the Demon Suppression Bureau, encountering a deputy general, they’d have to pay their respects before leaving.

Wei Fan also noticed the unease around him, including Su Xuerong’s discomfort.

They could face Wei Fan openly, having fought alongside him and grown with him, but Deng Boyong was different.

Seeing this, Wei Fan was about to leave when he suddenly heard Su Xuerong’s father’s angry voice from outside.

“What are you doing here? The Su Family does not welcome you!”

Du Haiping wore a teasing smile, “Uncle Su, this isn’t the way to treat a guest. I came all the way here to mourn Brother Su Guangwen. How can the Su Family drive a guest away?”

Su Xuerong’s father was furious, his face angry, and that teasing manner showed no sign of mourning: “If you’ve come to witness the Su Family’s grief, then you’ve already seen it. Du Haiping, get out at once. Today is the day we bury my son, and the Su Family does not wish for conflict.”

Du Haiping felt a sense of satisfaction at the Su Family’s evident anger, “Uncle Su, what are you saying? I just arrived and haven’t seen enough. Where’s my sister Xuerong? Call her out so I can see how much she’s cried…”

The blatant provocation caused the Su Family to grit their teeth in unison.

Su Xuerong’s father clenched his fists, his aura surging, as if ready to take action.

Du Haiping wore a disdainful expression, “Uncle Su, want to make a move? You’d better consider my identity first, or perhaps consult your family’s patriarch before…”

He suddenly froze, his words cut off.

Several people emerged from the side hall not far away, and one stood out, wearing the armor of a Demon Suppression Bureau deputy general.

Wasn’t Su Guangwen a Red-clothed Demon Suppression Guard? How could someone of the deputy general’s rank appear at his funeral?

What shocked Du Haiping even more was that the deputy general seemed to be acting like a guard, standing respectfully behind a young man.

Commander?

Only the commander of the Demon Suppression Bureau could command such respect from a deputy general.

“That man is the new commander of the Demon Suppression Bureau, Wei Fan!”

Du Haiping instantly realized who the young man was.

Wei Fan, the House-Slaying Demon Fiend Wei Fan!

The fact that this House-Slaying Demon Fiend had come to the Su Family as well.

In an instant, Du Haiping’s arrogant demeanor vanished. Causing trouble at the funeral of a fallen soldier of the Demon Suppression Bureau in front of its commander was seeking a path to death.

Like a rabid dog quickly tucking its tail, Du Haiping intended to leave.

Wei Fan gestured, “Come here!”

Du Haiping’s body froze, and his scalp tingled, but he braved himself to step in front of Wei Fan.

“You beast, even with my brother dead, you won’t let him go!” Su Xuerong glared at Du Haiping with hatred.

At this moment, Du Haiping dared not speak, cold sweat already pouring down, “Greetings, Commander Wei. What instructions do you have for me?”

Even with Wei Fan’s amiable expression, his knees were trembling.

Everyone knew that Du Haiping had kicked a steel plate.

With an expressionless face, Wei Fan said, “Tell me who you are, daring to gloat over the death of a Demon Suppression Bureau soldier.”

Du Haiping, with no choice but to respond, “I am a disciple of the Divine Realm Martial Sect’s Sun Jinglin. I ask Commander Wei to show mercy for the sake of my master. I… I won’t dare next time!”

Upon hearing this, the Su Family guests were all curious. The Divine Realm Martial Sect’s Sun Jinglin was a self-made grandmaster. Would Wei Fan, the Killing God, give him any face?

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