Chapter Forty-One: The Outbreak of War

After Liu Tian had already escorted his mother and newborn sister to a safe location and waited for a while, until the sounds of gunfire and battle echoed through the air, Liu Yun finally arrived, late as always.

“Dad, you’re so slow,” Liu Tian remarked, leaning casually against the wall. Beside him, apart from his mother and sister, were Liu Wenhan’s younger siblings and several others whom he had deliberately brought over.

Liu Tian didn’t fully trust the security of the manor, which was why he chose to keep the most important people within his sight. He was certain that, at least within arm’s reach, his protection was far superior to anything the soldiers or guards could offer.

“I’ve finally found you. Are you all safe?” Having already sent his father to join other family members in a separate protected area, Liu Yun felt a wave of relief wash over him as he saw his daughter unharmed, even sleeping sweetly. “I didn’t expect those foolish fanatics to actually attack on a day like this. But rest assured, we’re fully prepared.”

“We’ve arranged personnel and secret codes to transmit status updates at regular intervals. Only my brother and I know the codes,” Liu Yun soothed the visibly anxious group. “Given the situation, our advance units will arrive in less than half an hour, and the garrisoned troops nearby will be here within the hour. Everything is under control.”

“So that means there’ll be no reinforcements for at least half an hour,” Liu Tian interjected, pouring cold water on their hopes. “If I weren’t here, and things went south quickly, you might only be able to collect bodies.”

“Nonsense! You’re just trying to scare us!” protested one of those forcibly brought to his side, clearly disgruntled. “Miss Wenhan, don’t worry. All the families have brought renowned fighters. I doubt we even need the military’s help; they might just dispatch these lunatics on the spot.”

The speaker, a man standing beside Liu Wenhan, had black hair and eyes locked onto hers. His handsome features and fine clothing couldn’t conceal the obvious signs of overindulgence on his face, even beneath Liu Tian’s sharp gaze—a typical playboy pursuing Liu Wenhan.

“Are you stupid?” Liu Tian shot him a glance. “Renowned fighters mean their details are well known, and the strength of the regimented troops is basically fixed. The combat capability of the Liu family manor can be easily calculated.”

“I think that lunatic Edward isn’t an idiot. If he couldn’t win, he wouldn’t have struck now.” Liu Tian turned to his father. “Dad, when you hunt whales, do you ever go after those you clearly can’t catch?”

“Never! Experienced whalers know that whales out of reach aren’t prey, but predators,” Liu Yun replied honestly, not willing to tarnish his son’s image before outsiders, even if his answer dampened morale. “If I do make a move, it means that lead whale is within my capabilities.”

“Your strength is obvious at a glance, not much different from whales whose size directly reflects their power,” Liu Tian continued, unconcerned as Liu Wenhan’s face turned pale. “Since Uncle thinks so highly of Edward, I believe he’s an experienced whaler.”

“I’m certain large-scale military forces can’t handle him, but if it’s limited to this manor and reinforcements arriving within half an hour…” Liu Tian pondered, “If those renowned fighters haven’t concealed too much of their strength, then it all depends on how prepared Uncle is.”

But before he finished, Liu Tian suddenly turned to the left wall. Almost simultaneously, nearly ten fighters with battle marks on their foreheads leapt out from the crowd. “All of you, get back. Dad, take care of them. We have visitors.”

As if responding to his words, a thunderous crash resounded as the manor’s thick wall cracked open, sending dust billowing.

“Is this the place? Is this the place?” From the dust emerged a two-meter-tall woman, muscles knotted, hefting a massive iron hammer on her shoulder, her body drenched in blood. The Protein Queen flashed a bloodthirsty smile at the gathered crowd. “Hey, esteemed guests, it’s party time. Captain Edward told me to kill a third of you for fun. Have you decided who should die first?”

“How is this possible? How did you break through the Sunfire Regiment’s defenses?” Several in the crowd paled, knowing the strength of the guards posted nearby. “This area should be tightly sealed by the Sunfire Regiment’s first company!”

“Sunfire Regiment? You mean these useless things?” A small, monkey-like creature hopped onto the giant hammer. “Too bad. If they hadn’t been so careless, maybe they’d have caused more trouble.”

With his words, two lifeless heads were tossed to the ground. “Such arrogant fools. This is all they can muster. For such men to rise to command, the Crimson Cloud Empire must be in decline.”

“Ow, ow…” came the childlike cry as the ground trembled. In lumbered a massive mountain of flesh, features buried in fat, resembling a super-sized upright pig. Wounds riddled his body, exposing underlying fat. “I’m hungry. I want to go home for dinner. When can we leave?”

As he spoke, brass bullets squeezed out from his wounds and clinked musically on the floor.

“The Protein Queen and the monkey, I can understand. But how did that mountain of flesh get here? Didn’t you receive any intel?” Liu Tian, with battle marks like twin serrated lines on his forehead, turned to signal his father to take mother, sister, and cousins away immediately, while asking, “Looks like there are major issues with traffic control…”

No one answered. The three newcomers radiated such immense killing intent that sweat dripped from the foreheads of all the fighters who stepped forward, their adrenaline surging.

It was clear: these were the greatest foes they had ever faced, and there were three of them.

At least they weren’t fighting alone!

The fighters, stationed among the crowd as a rear guard to protect the guests, couldn’t help but think this.

Even with a three-to-one advantage, how should they fight?

The familiar ones exchanged glances, but none felt confident.

While they hesitated over tactics, Liu Tian had already made his move.

Whom would he fight? The Protein Queen? The monkey-like creature? Or the super-defensive mountain of flesh?

The answer was instant—all three!

Heavenly Martial Killing Path: Giant Cannon Heavy Fist!

In an instant, Liu Tian unleashed three punches, their force enveloping all three opponents at once.

With no intention of cooperating, Liu Tian laughed wildly. While the other fighters still debated their strategy, he single-handedly took on the intruders.