Jiang Prefecture.

Under the dark clouds hanging low in the sky, several private cars flew over.

It hovered in the sky and did not leave for a long time.

Di Huang sat by the window, where the office building of the Han Group was located.

He wore a neat military uniform with sharp facial features and an imposing manner.

Five years ago, under the guidance of his master, he went to the northern border to train and start his military career. In the past few years, he had fought many strange feats and became famous.

Unexpectedly, a year ago, she suddenly heard that her father was killed by a traitor, and the family business fell apart.

But at that time, the war on the island was fierce and the mountains were full of bones. If he left, the land would not be safe.

Before the national hatred, he could only hide his hatred for the time being.

In this battle, he killed eight high-ranking military officers of the enemy country with his own strength.

Since then, no one in the Northern Region dared to offend him.

Di Huang was bestowed the title of national general with his unparalleled divine posture. Since then, he was in charge of the mysterious ancient martial arts organization of Hua nation, "Raging Fire"!

Now, he was back.

Di Huang stared sharply at the building outside the window and said to the people beside him, "Is there any result of your investigation?"

A muscular man in a black uniform walked over and respectfully placed a document in front of him.

His name was Yang Xin, and he was Di Huang's right-hand man. Over the years, he had been following him to fight on the battlefield and go through fire and water.

In his eyes, Di Huang was a legend, a faith, and an invincible God of War.

Di Huang opened the document in his hand, which recorded the detailed record of Tang Kate entering the Di Group three years ago and gradually gaining the trust of his father, Di Wangyuan. After he accepted her as his adopted daughter, she drugged his father. When he was unconscious, she took photos of her and sent these photos to many media reporters, framing Di Wangyuan for being disrespectful.

In addition, during the period when Tang Anqi was the general manager of the company, she deliberately broke the tax, made the tofu waste project, and made good contributions to her father, causing the stock price of the Di Group to drop sharply and the company to collapse.

When he was besieged by reporters, Di Wangyuan was too angry and had a heart attack. He fell on the steps of the gate of the Di Group and never woke up again.

Then, Tang Kate sold the Emperor Group to the Han family at a low price.

In just two years, the Han family had completed the merger of a Snake Devouring Elephant. It jumped from an unremarkable second-rate family in Jiangzhou to the biggest family in Jiangzhou.

Di Huang had already sentenced those who harmed his father to death when he saw the monstrous killing intent around him!

"Boss, as long as you give the order, I promise that before tonight, Han Jing, Tang Kate, and even the whole Han's Group will be evaporated," a woman next to Yang Xin, who was wearing a tight leather suit, said.

This valiant young woman was called Lu Yulan, who was also one of Di Huang's right-hand men.

"No." Di Huang shook his head slightly and said in an ice-cold voice, "I will avenge my father's death. Otherwise, I will be unworthy of being a son."

"Turn around and go to the graveyard."

...

"You bastards!"

In November, on the bank of the Jian River, the cold water was cold and the cold wind was piercing.

An old man with a withered face protected a lonely grave full of withered yellow leaves behind him with grief and indignation.

His name was Xu Lang, and he was the butler of the Di family. He grew up with Di Huang and was loyal.

On the opposite side, an excavator was waving its giant hands, stopping in the air and threatening wantonly.

"Old thing, are you looking for death?" A young man with yellow hair who was smoking a cigar came over with five or six hatchet men behind him. They all held sharp weapons in their hands and said impatiently.

"Get out of here, or I'll send you to see my master now."

Xu Lang bent his back and said in a trembling voice, "You drove Chairman Di to death, and now you don't even let go of his grave."

"You heartless people, have your conscience been eaten by dogs?"

"Damn it, you are shameless, aren't you?" The yellow-haired youth waved his hand and motioned for his subordinates to come forward.

One of the thugs stepped forward angrily and raised his foot to kick at Xu Lang's belly.

At this time, there was a loud bang.

However, Xu Lang stood where he was unharmed, and the thug had already flown five meters away.

He slammed heavily into the excavator. Immediately, he vomited blood and fainted.

A tall figure stood in front of Xu Lang.

Xu Lang raised his head and saw Di Huang's familiar yet determined face. The corners of his eyes instantly turned wet.

"Young Master... you're back?"

Di Huang nodded, put on his military green coat, and said, "Yes, Uncle Lang, I'm back."

Di Huangli turned his cold eyes to look at the crowd behind him. He had fought on the battlefield for many years, and the amazing momentum that he had honed burst out.

The yellow-haired man was so shocked that he took a step back, but he still shouted, "How dare you touch my people? Who the fuck are you?"

"Young Master, hurry up and leave." Looking at the aggressive yellow-haired young man, Xu Lang trembled with fear. "This is Han Dong, the younger brother of Han Jing. We can't afford to offend him."

Han Dong immediately understood and said sarcastically, "So you're the son of that damned old man, Di Shiyuan."

"What's wrong? Are you coming back for a funeral? What have you been doing for a long time? Your father has been cold for a long time."

"Oh, no." Han Dong shook his head and said even more arrogantly, "Di Shiyuan has long been rotten."

"Since you've come to me on your own accord today, I might as well give you a ride."

Xu Lang knew that Han Dong was cruel and merciless, so he couldn't help worrying about the young master. He pushed the expressionless Emperor Huang desperately and said, "Young master, please go."

"Go? Do you think you can leave?" Han Dong threw away the cigar in his hand and ordered his men coldly, "Kill these two dogs for me, and then throw them into the river to feed the fish."

When the hatchet men rushed forward, suddenly, two sharp figures flew over like lightning.

In just a few seconds, he had defeated all the hatchet men.

In an instant, Han Dong became a bare-handed commander.

Han Dong thought that since Di Huang had just been a soldier for a few years, it was natural for him to have two powerful people around him.

No matter how arrogant he was, he was nothing more than a down-and-out young master.

"Dihuang, let me tell you, I didn't bring many people with me today. Otherwise, I would have knocked you down."

Yang Hui landed a punch on Han Dong's stomach and raised his hand to grab his neck.

All of a sudden, Han Dong's face turned red from the pinch. He couldn't breathe at all.

Di Huang said expressionlessly, "I'll give you two choices. Either you kneel down and apologize in front of my father's tomb, or I'll break your legs and kneel down and apologize."

"Which one do you choose?"

"How dare you?!" Han Dong's eyes widened in disbelief.

Di Huang's eyes darkened slightly. "It seems that you have missed a chance to make a choice."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Hui grabbed Han Dong's knee as fast as lightning.

With two cracking sounds, his legs were broken.

The speed was so fast that Han Dong was stunned for a few seconds before he suddenly knelt on the ground and screamed.

"Do you know who I am? How dare you..."

Yang Hui suddenly raised his hand and punched down. Han Dong's two bloody teeth flew out and landed on the open space next to him.

"I... I am..."

Then, five or six more blood teeth fell out of the two fists.

Han Dong spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, not daring to say a single word.

Han Dong climbed to the front of the tomb awkwardly and kowtowed again and again. He did not dare to be careless.

It was obvious that Di Huang wanted to kill him. If he didn't bow his head, he was afraid that the day next year would be his death anniversary.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I didn't dare to disturb you from sleeping here for a long time..." Han Dong sobbed.

"You can get lost now." Di Huang raised his cold eyes.

"Get lost!" Yang Hui roared.

Han Dong, whose legs had been broken, could not stand up at all and could only roll away.

Di Huang turned around and looked at the simple and rough tombstone. He didn't even have a name, and his eyes were full of tears.

He walked towards the grave with great difficulty. Every step he took was as painful as tens of thousands of arrows piercing his heart.

That kind of deep self-blame, guilt, and grief almost made him out of breath.

"Plop!" Di Huang knelt on the ground.

Without saying a word, he kowtowed three times to the tombstone.

"Father, I'm back." He raised his head and said with trembling lips.

This God of War, who was called a legend, had thousands of troops and came over from the sea of corpses. But at this moment, he released his grief to his heart's content.

"Young Master, you... you came back too late." Xu Lang, who was kneeling beside him, cried again. "The chairman is no longer here."

"I was useless. I could only bury him here. I was worried that those people would take revenge on me, so I didn't even dare to engrave my name on it."

"I didn't expect that they would take a fancy to this place and move the chairman away."

Hearing this, Emperor Huang's iron fist was clenched tightly, and his eyes were cold.

"How dare you?!"

"Young Master, back then, Tang Kate framed the chairman, and Han Jing took the opportunity to swallow the Di Group and become the top aristocratic family in Jiangzhou." Xu Lang shook his head helplessly and said, "As for the Di family, no one has mentioned it so far. It has become a taboo."

"Young Master, we really can't afford to offend them."

Di Huang stood up in front of the grave and instantly hid the tears in his eyes. He took a breath and said firmly, "The grave will never be moved."

"Furthermore, I want to build my father's grave into the largest and best grave in the entire Jiang Prefecture."

"Young Master..." Xu Lang was about to speak when he was interrupted by Di Huang.

Lu Yulan stepped forward and said, "Mr. Xu, our boss has his own arrangements. I'll send you back."

Seeing that Di Huang was determined, Xu Lang did not say anything more.

Di Huang stood in front of the grave for a long time, then turned around and strode away.

"Boss, where are we going?" Yang Xin asked.

Di Huang said in a low voice, "I'm going to meet the Han family, the largest aristocratic family in Jiangzhou."