"Haven't seen you both for a while, and your courage seems to have shrunk?"

Bai Xiaofan didn't answer their questions; instead, he smiled faintly and asked them back.

Hearing Bai Xiaofan's words, both White Tiger and Zhan Xing were stunned!

Then they exchanged a look and sighed silently.

Yes, in the time Bai Xiaofan was away, their courage had indeed diminished.

In the past, when they were with Bai Xiaofan, they didn't care who their opponent was or how many fierce people there were; they'd roll up their sleeves and charge ahead.

"Don't overthink it, it's just a hundred or so people!"

Bai Xiaofan lightly patted their shoulders and then, holding Xiong Yourong's small hand, took the lead to walk forward.

White Tiger and Zhan Xing snapped back to reality and followed with the others.

"I presume this is Bai Xiaofan from Nanjing City?"

As Bai Xiaofan's group was about twenty meters away, a middle-aged man emerged from the Sima family's crowd—it was Sima Zhan, the third master!

As he spoke, Xiong Yourong leaned quietly to Bai Xiaofan's ear, whispering an introduction.

Although most conflicts with the Sima family were handled by Su Shiqi and He Miaor, Xiong Yourong had seen photos of Sima Zhan due to her position.

"Qi Er, it's been a while since we last met!"

Bai Xiaofan glanced at Sima Zhan, his gaze going past to Qi Er behind him.

"Heh, Bai Xiaofan, seeing me and still not thinking of escaping—your bravery matches your skill!"

Qi Er stepped forward, sneering at Bai Xiaofan, confident of his impending victory.

Hearing the two start talking, Sima Zhan felt ignored, which to him was an insult!

He, Sima Zhan, the third master of the Sima family, was respected wherever he went, whether in this small Nanjing City or in the Capital City or among any hidden family circles. When had he ever been ignored?

However, Sima Zhan remained silent, letting Bai Xiaofan and Qi Er converse, taking the opportunity to let Qi Er battle Bai Xiaofan first.

Even if Bai Xiaofan was formidable enough to defeat Qi Er, he believed Bai Xiaofan would be heavily injured by then.

Perhaps it wouldn't even require the hidden protectors; those he brought could settle with Bai Xiaofan.

After all, he had a few experts at the Divinity Transformation Stage and even Transcendance Tribulation Stage protecting him here.

"Tut-tut, looks like the wound on your arm has healed. How does it feel with just one arm? Do you feel more tired in the middle of the night? You used to switch between two hands; now you're left with just one?"

Bai Xiaofan shook his head, a faint smile on his face, as if catching up with an old friend, with a calm tone and expression showing no anger.

But the people around were not fools; who couldn't hear Bai Xiaofan's sarcasm?

Middle of the night?

Two hands?

One hand?

Come on, we're all adults here; can't you be more straightforward?

"Bai Xiaofan, don't be so arrogant! Even with one arm, I can still crush you. Besides, it wasn't you who broke my arm!"

Hearing Bai Xiaofan's mockery, Qi Er's face clouded over, resentment in his eyes.

Although it was Bai Qingcheng who caused his arm's condition, it was still a mark of shame for him!

"I think you're really old, becoming forgetful. Did you bury the body of Qi Laosan? If not, go fetch it; I don't mind killing him again. Really, if you don't believe me, look at my eyes, so sincere!"

As Bai Xiaofan spoke, he took a sip from his flask, then put on an earnest expression, widening his eyes at Qi Er, seemingly sincere.

Pfft!

Seeing Bai Xiaofan's antics, Xiong Yourong, holding Bai Xiaofan's hand, couldn't help but giggle, then noticed everyone's gaze and hurriedly hid her face behind Bai Xiaofan's hand in embarrassment!

"Ahaha, you're so wicked, I really suspect you've been studying how to irritate people—how can you be so annoying?"

Xiong Yourong pulled Bai Xiaofan's hand to cover her face and whispered.

Hearing Xiong Yourong's words, Bai Xiaofan rolled his eyes helplessly.

Damn, it's not easy honing my acting skills, just to be exposed like this, no respect at all!

Hahaha...

Meanwhile, White Tiger and Zhan Xing on the side laughed brazenly.

If Xiong Yourong was reserved, White Tiger and Zhan Xing were downright bold, with some even laughing so hard they clutched their stomachs.

Even Sima Zhan standing by Qi Er couldn't suppress his smile.

Despite having a blood feud with Bai Xiaofan, he was also annoyed by Qi Er's arrogance.

Their mutual ridicule seemed to him like a dogfight; he'd be happy to see either gone!

"Outrageous, daring to speak like that to Qi Er, Bai Xiaofan, don't be too arrogant!"

However, no matter how pleased he felt, Sima Zhan didn't show it, pointing at Bai Xiaofan and shouting angrily, as if Bai Xiaofan insulted him instead of Qi Er.

"Bai Xiaofan, don't get cocky. Last time you killed my third brother by catching him off guard with the power of artistic conception. This time, I've already devised a way to counter your power!"

Qi Er ignored Sima Zhan's backup, advancing again, glaring fiercely at Bai Xiaofan, eyes almost spitting fire, hand already resting on a small drum at his waist.

This small drum seemed to be his trump card!

"It's said your memory's fading. If you're so short on cash, bow three times, and I'll reward you with some spare change. No need to show off, go home and babysit the grandkids!"

Bai Xiaofan shook his head helplessly, pulling three coins from his pocket, totaling one dollar and twenty cents, and tossed them at Qi Er's feet.

Staring at the coins on the ground, Qi Er's eyelids twitched; Bai Xiaofan was downright insulting!

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