Ye asked Yang Fei and the others to wait here for a moment before he entered the building.

Yang Fei and Mad Blade, along with the rest, were not in a hurry.

It was a good opportunity to enjoy the landscape of Pujiang.

A few people lazily smoked and cracked dirty jokes, staving off boredom.

At that moment, another group of people arrived.

One of them was particularly burly and tall, with a shiny bald head.

He had a small braid at the back of his head, huge eyes, and high cheekbones, giving him a fierce and ferocious appearance.

Yang Fei's mind stirred, silently admiring him.

This man's Martial Arts Realm was only Transforming Energy Yellow Grade.

However, his body exuded a dense Essence Qi, incredibly intense.

His Qi-Blood strength far surpassed other masters of the same level.

Such a person, like a lion or tiger, naturally possessed a robust and fierce physique.

Following him were four or five others, their Martial Arts Realms almost all at Dark Force level, each exuding powerful Essence Qi that could scald the skin.

Moreover, they had an intense killing intent about them.

Clearly, many of these men had taken lives with their own hands.

Judging by their formation, these people were likely rulers of a province.

With so many masters, their strength was not to be underestimated.

Indeed, Three Swords quietly informed Yang Fei from behind,

"That's Damudo, the ruler of Mongolia Province, his horizontal Kung Fu skills are extremely formidable."

"He dominates the Qingmeng Grassland, commanding many skilled fighters."

Damudo seemed to know Yang Fei and Three Swords were talking about him and cast a sideways glance at Yang Fei.

He suddenly called out in stilted Chinese,

"Are you the kid who took down Golden Buddha and took his place?"

Mad Blade and Fan Yi's faces changed colors, displeased by the big man's lack of manners.

Yet Yang Fei could see at a glance that the guy was just rough and straightforward.

He did not appear malicious from his demeanor.

Yang Fei snapped his fingers and said indifferently, "Buddha Lord and I were friends."

"After his passing, he asked me to temporarily manage the group's affairs."

Damudo harrumphed dismissively and said, "That's not what people say in the Mortal World."

Yang Fei and Three Swords exchanged glances, both sighing helplessly.

The rumors in the Mortal World were virtually identical to what Damudo had said.

In the cutthroat world of Jianghu, no one believed that Golden Buddha would willingly give up his empire.

Strangely, the fact that the envoys from the Lower Shrine and the Central Divine Hall had died in Yannan was unknown to anyone.

This must have been Dragon King Hall's doing.

Such matters were extremely secretive.

If public opinion were against Dragon King Hall, of course, it would be suppressed by them.

Damudo eyed Yang Fei obliquely, his bovine eyes rolling around.

He seemed to be sizing up Yang Fei's strength, which was very impolite.

Yang Fei couldn't be bothered with him.

When two regional kings and Great Owls met, it was inevitable to test each other.

It was just like in the jungle when two tigers suddenly meet, they can't help but roar and bare their fangs, showing off their might to each other.

Both groups waited outside the gates of Tide Ocean Shipping Co., Ltd.

The sun gradually set, and the city's lights began to turn on one by one.

The lights on both banks of Pujiang stretched out in a long line, reflecting off the surface of the river, like a street market in the heavens.

Life in Zhonghai at night was starting.

Yang Fei was getting really bored waiting and felt a surge of silent fury.

Dragon King Hall completely treated the provincial kings as if they were slaves.

This way of treating the heroes of the world was truly disheartening.

However, Damudo remained patient throughout.

Though he seemed as hot-tempered as a tiger,

standing outside the gates of Tide Ocean Shipping Co., Ltd., he behaved respectfully and tamely.

Yang Fei smoked a few cigarettes, thoroughly bored.

He was just about to signal Three Swords and the others to leave, but heard Three Swords say in a low voice, "They're here."

Immediately, Damudo bowed deeply, not daring to even let out a breath.

The attendants behind him did the same.

Yang Fei let out a bitter laugh.

So this was the influence of the Dragon King Hall, to make an Energy Transformation Grandmaster bow and scrape like this.

He wondered just how formidable the legendary Dragon King was?

Inside Tide Ocean Shipping Co., Ltd.

A middle-aged man dressed in a suit, looking like a manager, came out of the office building.

This guy spotted the respectful Damudo from afar and lazily walked over.

"Damudo, you're not too late this year."

With great respect, Damudo took out a check and stuffed it into the man's hand.

"Thanks to Steward Liu's kindness, the journey was smooth. Please take good care of us along the way," he said.

The middle-aged man, Steward Liu, smiled lightly.

"Of course, of course. Go to port number 12 at Huangpu Wharf at nine o'clock. Be there a bit early."

After a few more polite remarks, Damudo led his attendants to stand off to the side.

Steward Liu sauntered up to Yang Fei and his group, nonchalantly.

Looking around and seeing no one else, he asked lazily, "Are you guys from Golden Buddha's crew?"

Yang Fei glanced at Three Swords.

A smile squeezed itself onto Three Swords' face.

"Steward Liu, Buddha Lord has passed away."

"The one taking over his position is our Brother Fei."

As he said this, he gestured towards Yang Fei.

Steward Liu snorted and gave Yang Fei a disdainful look.

"I don't care who you are, but once you're on the ship, it's my turf."

"Even the Heavenly King has to lie down and be a good dog."

"Otherwise, I'll throw you lot into the sea to feed the sharks, got it?"

The guy's words were harsh and his mouth stank worse than if he'd eaten shit.

Xiao Xuanya, Mad Blade, and others glared angrily.

Going against his usual arrogance, Three Swords hurriedly concurred.

He took out a check and stealthily slipped it into Steward Liu's hand.

"We'll need you to take good care of us on this journey, too."

Steward Liu casually accepted the check.

He glimpsed the figure on the check, and a gloomy smile spread across his face like the sun breaking through the clouds.

"That's more like it. Go to port number 12 at Huangpu Wharf at nine o'clock. Don't get it wrong," he said.

After speaking, he glared at Yang Fei.

But Yang Fei was calm, as if he hadn't even noticed Steward Liu.

Annoyed at Yang Fei's lack of respect, Steward Liu strutted over to him with a lazy pace.

"I know you Mortal World types always have your heads held too high."

"In your own territories, you're kings. But remember this," "in front of people from the Dragon King Hall, you're nothing but dogs."

"A dog needs to know its place. Only obedient dogs get bones to chew; otherwise, they get nothing but shit."

Yang Fei looked at him without expression, yet his eyes radiated an intense coldness.

But there wasn't a trace of fear on Steward Liu's vulgar face.

He snorted coldly, "What's the matter, you don't agree, want to hit me?"

"Let me tell you, you can't afford to provoke people from Dragon King Hall!"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Fei suddenly reached out.

He grabbed the man's throat and lifted him high into the air.

Steward Liu's face turned to terror, and he struggled furiously, his throat emitting a roar.

The others were equally startled.

Damudo, in particular, was completely stunned, his face etched with shock.

Yang Fei slapped Steward Liu across the face, back and forth.

Then he scoffed coldly, "You're the dog, a sniveling cur!"

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