The moment the Martial Association's people made their appearance, everyone knew a good show was about to begin. They had openly defied the Martial Association, usurped their place, and provoked them brazenly. It wasn't just the Martial Association; even ordinary people wouldn't be able to tolerate such a thing.

But to everyone's surprise, not only had the Martial Association sent people, they had even brought their signboard with them: The Martial Association, Lingjin City Branch.

For a moment, many people looked up at the large 'Feiyang Martial Arts School' sign hanging above the entrance, smirking to themselves. That sign must have cost a lot of effort and money, right? What a pity. It would soon be smashed to pieces.

"This is the Martial Association's classic style. If you want to rise above them, you have to prove you can withstand their rage!"

"Gentlemen, let's not be too quick to judge. Have you all forgotten about that mysterious big shot who has always opposed the Martial Association? In my opinion, the Feiyang Martial Arts School is only acting so arrogantly because that mysterious figure is backing them."

"Heh heh, who cares who's backing whom? We just need to enjoy the show!"

The crowd buzzed with discussion, their eyes glued to the scene in a mixture of excitement and anticipation.

"What's this? Seeing that the Martial Association has arrived, you lot still haven't come out to greet us?" a disciple of the Martial Association shouted, his voice dripping with arrogance.

At the main entrance, the disciples of the Feiyang Martial Arts School were filled with righteous indignation, their faces set in fierce scowls.

But Li Zhendong simply smiled. He turned to them and said, "Have you all forgotten what I told you? If you don't want to die, hold it in. Lord Chen will deal with them; we don't need to get involved."

"Yes, School Master."

"Understood!"

The disciples nodded, and smiles gradually appeared on their faces. They had all witnessed Chen Yang's strength. The Fourteenth Rank, Ten Thousand Phenomena Senluo! Never mind them; even if the Association President himself were to show up, what would he be in front of Lord Chen?

"Oh, so it's the esteemed masters from the Martial Association." Li Zhendong didn't go down to greet them, instead clasping his hands with a smile. "What a wonderful surprise! Your arrival brings great brilliance to my humble martial arts school. It is truly my honor."

"Hmph!" The disciple from the Martial Association sneered. "A fool who's courting death."

The flower baskets they had sent were casually tossed aside, and their own large signboard was placed right across the entrance, blocking half the path. It was an act of extreme dominance, completely disregarding the Feiyang Martial Arts School.

Li Zhendong, however, turned a blind eye. He smilingly welcomed them, "You masters must have traveled all the way from Cangyun City. It must have been a long journey. Please, come inside. Tea and refreshments have already been prepared."

But the disciples of the Feiyang Martial Arts School were not so composed. Many of them looked on with disdain, their high-and-mighty gazes watching the newcomers as if they were a bunch of posturing clowns absorbed in their own delusions. Their confidence stemmed, naturally, from Chen Yang.

"What, not happy to see us?" one of the Martial Association disciples sneered, slapping a Feiyang disciple across the face. "I just love that look of yours—hating my guts but completely powerless to do anything about it."

The disciple from the Feiyang Martial Arts School wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and clenched his teeth. He said nothing, merely lowering his head.

"Look at this coward. And you dare to occupy the Martial Association's territory? Do you really think having some pathetic Military General backing you means you can shit and piss all over our heads?"

"Calling you reckless and ignorant is a compliment!" The man from the Martial Association shoved the disciple aside. "Now get the hell out of my way!"

The Feiyang disciple slammed into the wall, his skin splitting open and blood pouring from his head. The other Feiyang disciples glared in fury.

"What's this? Looking for a fight?" Wu Lan stepped forward with a grin, baring a mouthful of rotten yellow teeth. She slammed her walking stick onto the ground.

BOOM!

The ground cracked open, and numerous fissures as thick as a man's arm spread in all directions. In an instant, the earth shook as if from an earthquake. All the members of the Feiyang Martial Arts School were sent flying, each one vomiting blood, their bodies limp and weak.

Li Zhendong was no exception. He stumbled back several steps before his back slammed against the door, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

What Rank was he even? To put it bluntly, Wu Lan could have killed him with a single finger.

"That's enough." Liu Ruyan waved her hand to stop her. Wu Lan obediently lowered her cane and stepped back.

Liu Ruyan glanced at Li Zhendong, her voice devoid of emotion. "He has arrived?"

"He's on the second floor, waiting for you," Li Zhendong replied.

The person they were referring to was, of course, Chen Yang. Liu Ruyan said no more and walked straight in, with the others following closely behind. Only then did Li Zhendong wipe the bloody foam from his lips and follow them inside, leaving the remaining group of disciples to stand guard at the door.

"Tsk, tsk. See that? In front of the Martial Association, the Feiyang Martial Arts School is nothing! Look at that pathetic coward, more subservient than a dog!"

"I really don't get it!"

"The Feiyang Martial Arts School is just too cowardly! They're letting their dignity be trampled all over!"

Listening to the crowd's chatter, the disciples at the door felt utterly humiliated. When had they ever suffered such an indignity? But soon, a ferocious smirk began to spread across their lips. Lord Chen is here, after all.

「On the second floor.」

The floor that Chen Yang had previously blasted through had long since been repaired. After some redecoration, it was impossible to tell anything had been amiss. At a large, solid wood tea table, Chen Yang and Yang Hu sat opposite each other, leisurely sipping tea.

"Boss, this time the Martial Association didn't just send Liu Ruyan. They brought two Nine-Bag Elders!" Yang Hu said with a malicious grin. "That kind of power is enough to instantly kill a top-tier expert of the twelfth rank!"

"It seems the Martial Association is truly enraged. But they could never dream that the person they're so desperate to kill is actually the Zhennan Prince, the leader of the Hanyun Valley Martial Guards."

Yang Hu poured Chen Yang a cup of tea, his smile growing wider. "I'm really looking forward to the day the truth comes out. I wonder what expressions they'll have on their faces."

"I imagine it will be quite a show, haha!"

Chen Yang took a delicate sip from his teacup. "They're here," he said calmly.

As soon as he spoke, a clamor of footsteps came from outside. It was Liu Ruyan, Wu Lan, and the rest of the Martial Association contingent.

Yang Hu instinctively turned his head, and his sharp, tiger-like eyes were immediately drawn to the black-clad Liu Ruyan. He clicked his tongue in appreciation. "Now that's a real beauty. Much prettier than in the photos!"

"You little bastard, you're courting death!"

"Scoundrel! Believe me, I'll rip that foul mouth of yours right off!"

Wu Lan and several other members of the Martial Association erupted in furious shouts, their voices dripping with hostility.

Yang Hu was taken aback. "What's the problem? I was paying her a compliment. Why are you all acting like I just dug up your ancestral graves?"

"Our young miss is not someone a piece of trash like you is fit to comment on!" Wu Lan scoffed.

Chen Yang waved a hand, signaling Yang Hu to be quiet. He then addressed Liu Ruyan, "Miss Liu, won't you sit and have a cup of tea?"

"We can worry about tea later," Liu Ruyan said, glancing at Chen Yang. "I've brought a plaque from the Martial Association. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble Mr. Chen to go downstairs and personally hang it above the main entrance."

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