The power of the Martial Association was so great that you could grab anyone off the street and they could tell you a thing or two about it. The significance of its name had surged even higher, especially after the Association President broke through to become the thirteenth-rank Thousand-Faced Yama and acquired the title 'prince.'

But this guy... he actually laid hands on someone from the Martial Association?

GULP.

After a hard swallow, Zheng Jun's roiling thoughts settled slightly. He said coldly, "Stop trying to scare me. Do you really think you can kill someone from the Martial Association?"

"How about I get rid of one for you to see?" Chen Yang once again picked up a teacup and gestured toward Zheng Yuanshan, who could only make whimpering noises.

Zheng Jun was left speechless.

"Whimper... whimper..."

So frightened his soul nearly left his body, his eyes wide with terror, Zheng Yuanshan frantically gestured for Zheng Jun to stop talking.

Zheng Jun certainly didn't dare test the man's capabilities and courage with his son's life on the line. Gritting his teeth, he walked over to Zheng Yuanshan, helped him up, and headed for the door.

Halfway there, he glared coldly at Zheng Xiaoman and Zheng Xiaoduo, snarling, "Letting an outsider attack your own family. You two are really something else! This isn't over. Just you wait!"

Zheng Xiaoman was about to retort when a violent gust of wind rushed past her, followed by a loud BOOM.

As if struck by a car, Zheng Jun and Zheng Yuanshan were launched off their feet, flying out the main entrance and crashing heavily onto the empty ground outside.

This... Zheng Xiaoman was completely stunned. Such power... is he even human?

She instinctively turned her head, only to see Chen Yang withdrawing the hand he had just struck out with. He sat back, leisurely sipping tea in the Taishi Chair. The indifference on his face evoked a deep sense of unease and fear.

She sucked in a sharp breath, finding it increasingly impossible to see through this man.

「Outside the villa.」

Zheng Yuanshan and Zheng Jun supported each other as they stumbled away pathetically.

Back in the car, Zheng Jun sped toward the hospital while dialing a number. Once the call connected, he wailed hysterically, "Is this Fist Master, Zheng Yuanshan's teacher? I'm Yuanshan's father! Yuanshan has been crippled! He might never be able to speak again! You have to get justice for him!"

"The assailant's name is Chen Yang, the son-in-law of the Qin Family in Lingjin City! You have no idea, this man has no regard for the Martial Association! He even cursed the entire association, calling it trash that's beneath his notice!"

After hearing Zheng Jun's embellished account, the person on the other end finally gave an affirmative reply. "Don't worry. In a few days, a group of top masters from our Martial Association will arrive in Lingjin City to kill this ignorant fool! I will come with them to avenge my disciple!"

Receiving the response he wanted, Zheng Jun's entire face twisted into a vicious sneer.

A group of top masters, haha! Zheng Jun laughed triumphantly. I'd like to see how you die!

He knew exactly why the Martial Association was making such a big move. It was said that a major figure had appeared in Lingjin City, repeatedly killing high-ranking members of the Martial Association. This person had forced their attempts to establish a branch there to fail twice in a row. Such an act was tantamount to grinding the entire Martial Association's face into the dirt. How could the illustrious association possibly swallow such an insult?

Having learned from their previous failures, the Martial Association would undoubtedly come fully prepared this time, ready to annihilate their opponent with the force of a thunderbolt.

Thinking this wasn't enough, Zheng Jun dialed another number. "Mr. Wei? This is Xiaoduo's uncle, Zheng Jun."

"What is it?" the other party's voice was frigid, filled with a chilling aloofness.

Zheng Jun spoke cautiously, "Here's the situation. Today, Xiaoduo took on a master to learn boxing. But this so-called Fist Master is just a good-for-nothing who married into the Qin Family. His name is Chen Yang."

"I'm mainly calling Mr. Wei because I'm concerned this good-for-nothing has ulterior motives and ill intentions."

"What?!"

The man called Mr. Wei, whose tone was already cold, suddenly sounded utterly glacial. "You're saying Xiaoduo wanted to learn boxing, so she took a sponging good-for-nothing as her master?"

"Yes, yes! That guy is obviously bad news! He likely used some kind of trick to gain Zheng Xiaoman's trust, and his real target is probably Xiaoduo."

"After all, our Xiaoduo is so pretty and cute; it's only normal for her to attract unwanted attention."

"Shut up!"

After the angry roar, the other party hung up.

Zheng Jun tossed his phone aside, baring his teeth in a wide grin. You might have some strength, but I have countless ways to kill you! Just you wait!

***

"Uncle, you're so amazing!" Zheng Xiaoduo ran blithely over to Chen Yang, her large, sparkling eyes blinking. "Uncle, can you tell me what rank of Fist Master you are?"

"Xiaoduo!" Zheng Xiaoman called out, clearly reprimanding her for her lack of manners.

Zheng Xiaoduo stuck out her tongue and whispered, "My sister's just like that. She's too serious and always so uptight."

Despite her words, she still took a few steps back.

Zheng Xiaoman turned to Chen Yang. "Mr. Chen, I never expected you'd dare to offend the Martial Association. I admire your courage."

"President Zheng, if you're worried about being implicated, we can call off the apprenticeship. I'll find another way to compensate you," Chen Yang said, immediately catching her implication and rising from the Taishi Chair.

The Martial Association's reputation preceded it; fearing such a powerful organization was only natural.

Seeing Chen Yang about to leave, Zheng Xiaoduo grew anxious, her face falling. "Sister, what are you doing? Uncle is so powerful! What's there to fear from the puny Martial Association?"

Zheng Xiaoman remained silent. She had dealt with the higher-ups of the Martial Association, even having business dealings with them, so she knew firsthand how formidable and terrifying the organization was. Furthermore, the Association President had already advanced to become the thirteenth-rank Thousand-Faced Yama. Just thinking about it made her suck in a sharp breath.

"Sister!" Zheng Xiaoduo pleaded. "Can't you trust Uncle just this once? He's not an idiot. If he couldn't handle the Martial Association, why would he treat them with such disdain?"

Zheng Xiaoman completely ignored her sister, her gaze fixed intently on Chen Yang's eyes. They were profound and tranquil, like the vast ocean—no, more like a bottomless black hole. Such peculiar eyes.

"Who said I was afraid of being implicated?" Zheng Xiaoman suddenly spoke, glaring fiercely at Chen Yang. "You really underestimate me, Zheng Xiaoman. Now sit back down!"

What kind of tone was that?

"What are you looking at me for? I told you to sit back down!" Zheng Xiaoman repeated.

"Zheng Xiaoman!" Chen Yang pointed at her, his tone unfriendly. "Watch your tone and your words! Don't think you can order me around just because you're Xiaoduo's sister. You'd be wise to show me some respect."

"Heh!" Zheng Xiaoman let out a disdainful laugh, then leaned in close to Chen Yang and whispered, "Kid, you should know that I've staked my entire fortune on this—not to mention my life and my sister's!"

"You'd better have what it takes to stand up to the Martial Association. Otherwise, do you have any idea what the consequences will be?"

"Goodbye."

Chen Yang waved his hand, tossed out the single word, and left.

A threat? Heh... Who does she think she is?

Zheng Xiaoman was stunned into silence.

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