Over the phone, Li Yitong's father's voice was extremely deep; you could feel a heavy pressure just from the sound.

Li Yitong let out a breath. "Dad, I have something interesting to tell you, but please, don't get too excited!"

"What is it?"

Li Yitong's father's speech remained brief.

"Dad! I met a successor of Tai Chi and even sparred with him!"

The moment she finished speaking, the call was disconnected.

Li Yitong pursed her lips and muttered helplessly to herself, "Just as I thought. Dad got excited and crushed his phone again. How many does that make this month..."

At that very moment, far away in the Magic Capital, Li Yitong's father was standing in the center of a training ground, opposite a panting young man. He glanced at the phone, now a pile of crushed fragments in his hand, and let out a helpless sigh.

"Father, what happened?" the young man across from him asked.

Li Yitong's father tossed the phone fragments aside. "Call your sister!"

The young man froze for a second. Why is Father's voice trembling? What happened?

Full of questions, the young man immediately dialed Li Yitong's number and put it on speaker.

His father's voice came through the phone, "Are you sure?"

Li Yitong exhaled. "Of course. His Parry and Punch and Tai Chi Overhead Strike are still fresh in my mind! If I hadn't reminded him to stop in time, I'd probably be in the hospital right now. I'd have several broken ribs at the very least, and if they'd punctured my lungs, I could have died!"

As she spoke, the image of Chen Zheng's Tai Chi Overhead Strike flashed through her mind. Although it was a common Tai Chi move, it carried an overwhelming killing intent when he executed it.

Li Yitong's father fell silent.

Her brother, however, flew into a rage. "Where is that bastard? How dare he bully my sister!" he roared. "Sis, don't be afraid! I'm coming over right now to break his bones!"

Just as he finished, a dull thud sounded through the phone.

"Dad... why did you hit me?" her brother yelped.

Li Yitong shook her head helplessly. She always felt that her father and brother were a little unhinged.

Her father spoke again, "What's his name? Who's his master? What's his family background?"

Li Yitong replied, "I did some research. His name is Chen Zheng. His family are all ordinary people, and he has no criminal record. But I couldn't find out who his master is."

Her father snorted. "Tai Chi, you say? He was probably taught by some wandering Taoist. It's normal that you couldn't find anything."

At this, Li Yitong's expression turned serious. "Dad! I think this is an opportunity!"

Her father frowned slightly. "You're suggesting we hire him as outside help?"

"Yes!"

"I'll think about it."

After their chat, Li Yitong hung up.

Back at the training ground in the Magic Capital, her father waved a dismissive hand at his son. "Alright, that's enough sparring for today. You've been training for so long without making any progress!"

Li Yitong's brother rubbed his head. "Dad! I just turned twenty-eight, and I've already reached the peak of the Houtian realm! No one in the younger generation of the Magic Capital can match me! The only one who might be a little stronger is that bastard from the Bajiquan family. You can't put me down like that!"

As he walked away, Li Yitong's father scoffed, "On the path of martial arts, that 'little bit stronger' is enough to take your life!"

Once his father had left, Li Yitong's brother rubbed his face, his aggrieved expression vanishing.

"Chen Zheng, huh? Tai Chi?" he muttered, his eyes turning icy cold.

He picked up his phone and dialed a number. A respectful voice answered, "Young Master, how may I help you?"

"Get ready. I'm going to Yunzhou. Right now."

"Yes, Young Master. I'll make the arrangements immediately."

"Oh, and look up someone named Chen Zheng for me. He should have sparred with my sister at the police station a couple of days ago."

"Understood."

Li Yitong's brother, Li Yifeng, hung up and slowly walked out of the training ground. Someone hurt my sister. As her brother, it's my job to get even.

Indeed, he was well-known in the Magic Capital for being protective of his sister. Perhaps he wasn't famous in the ordinary world, but in the circle of traditional martial arts, he was notorious for being fiercely protective of his sister—a true fighting maniac.

Chen Zheng, still lying on the sofa watching a movie, had no idea that the martial arts prodigy from the Magic Capital had already arrived in Yun City.

「The next morning.」

Li Yifeng stepped off his private jet, followed by an old man with completely white hair. As soon as they walked out of the airport, a business vehicle pulled up to wait for them.

"Young Master, please get in," the white-haired man said, holding the door open for Li Yifeng.

Shortly after they were on their way, the old man took several documents out of a file folder, all of them containing information about Chen Zheng.

"Chen Zheng..." Li Yifeng narrowed his eyes.

The files indicated that although Chen Zheng had graduated from college two or three years ago, he had never once made a move. If not for his flash marriage to Wei Zixuan, he would still be hiding his identity, blending in with the masses as an ordinary person.

"Tempering himself in the mortal world, is he? That's just the style of those old Taoists," Li Yifeng sneered. "And Wei Zixuan, from the Xingsheng Group? Looks like she stumbled upon quite a treasure. Let's go. To the garden villa."

The business vehicle set off. About an hour later, they entered the villa complex and arrived at Chen Zheng's front door.

"A guest has arrived! A guest has arrived!"

The voice of the smart housekeeper woke Chen Zheng.

Who could it be at this hour? Wei Zixuan should be at work, and Rat and Zhao Gao are definitely busy with the food court. Who would come looking for me?

He glanced at the security feed on his phone and saw a young man and a white-haired old man standing outside.

I've never seen them before. Oh well, might as well open the door.

Muttering to himself, Chen Zheng walked out of the bedroom and into the living room. By then, Li Yifeng and the white-haired elder had already come through the gate and were walking straight toward him. They weren't moving quickly, but an inexplicable power radiated from them, causing the hems of their clothes to stir and giving them an overwhelming presence.

Chen Zheng squinted. He could feel an intangible pressure from the two men. "Who are you? Property management?"

"Huh?!"

Hearing this, both Li Yifeng and the white-haired elder froze in place, completely stunned.

Chen Zheng looked at the two men before him and automatically assumed they were from property management. Although the System had given him the house, it usually didn't pay for the various fees.

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