"Sir... what did you just say?" she asked, her face flushing with embarrassment. Fearing she had misheard, her questioning tone was filled with a powerful sense of hope.

"I said, how much is the high-end version? The low-end one is probably the worst, right? I don't really know much about it, so just get me a fully-loaded one. What's the total price?" Chen Fei repeated, his eyes shining as he walked around the Mercedes GL400, looking quite pleased with it.

"Oh! Oh, sir, please wait a moment! I-I'll go calculate the price for you." The saleswoman hadn't expected Chen Fei to actually be able to afford a car, let alone a million-yuan one right off the bat. Her pretty face flushed and she stammered slightly with excitement as she hurried away to run the numbers. A high-end luxury vehicle involved numerous small accessories, various taxes, and different promotional policies. Furthermore, the car might not be in stock, which could mean paying extra to get one, so she had to calculate everything carefully.

About ten minutes later, the saleswoman jogged back, her face still flushed. "Sir, the fully-loaded model you want comes to a total of 1,478,500. However, our manager said we can round it down for you to an even 1,400,000."

After speaking, she watched Chen Fei nervously. Even though they had given him a discount of over 70,000, the astronomical price of 1,400,000 still made her, a person living on a salary, feel a bit overwhelmed. Is the price too high? Is he going to suddenly back out?

"Oh. Can I pay by card?" However, Chen Fei didn't even blink at the price, simply pulling out his bank card.

"Sir, please wait a moment. I'll go handle the relevant procedures for you right away. We happen to have the exact model you want in the warehouse—brand new and identical to the one on the showroom floor. Once I process your payment, you can drive it away immediately!" The saleswoman couldn't believe how easily the deal was closing, her pretty face glowing with excitement. After all, this was a transaction for a luxury car worth over a million. Since her company offered sales commissions, regardless of the percentage, she was about to make a fortune. How could she not be thrilled when such great luck came knocking?

Not far away, the other salespeople, both men and women, looked on with envy and jealousy. When Chen Fei first entered the dealership, several of them had been free. But they had dismissed him because of his cheap clothes, assuming he had no purchasing power. Who could have known? It was so frustrating!

Soon, the saleswoman returned with the bank card. This time, however, she wore a strange expression and said in a low, unusual voice, "Sir, our manager says he wants to meet you. Would you be willing...?"

"He wants to see me? Where? Lead the way." Chen Fei was slightly startled but didn't overthink it and simply nodded.

He followed the saleswoman to an office on the second floor of the 4S dealership. Inside, a man and a woman were seated. The woman was dressed in a business suit and tie, projecting the image of a capable white-collar executive, with a cup of cold coffee on the desk before her. The man was dressed in a loose, gray Tang suit. His long, salt-and-pepper hair was draped over his shoulders, and his face was lined with noticeable wrinkles. He had a hooked nose, thin lips, and sharp eyes. His temples bulged, and the calluses on his palms were prominent, causing Chen Fei to frown slightly upon seeing him.

Who is this old guy!?

By now, no matter how distracted Chen Fei might have been, he realized this person couldn't possibly be a manager at a Mercedes-Benz dealership. Otherwise, the title of a peak First-Class Ancient Martial Artist would be far too cheap!

Indeed, the elder in the Tang suit was a peak First-Class Master. He unconsciously exuded a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine. His steady eyes, in particular, would occasionally flash with a sharp light, exerting immense pressure. Even with his current strength, Chen Fei felt his scalp tingle uncomfortably.

Damn it, where did this old coot pop out from? What does he want with me?

After Chen Fei sat down with a neutral expression, the elder suddenly spoke in a calm voice, "You may leave us for a moment. I have something to discuss with this gentleman."

"Yes, yes. In that case, Mr. Lu, I'll take my leave." The executive-looking woman scrambled out, sweating profusely. It couldn't be helped. For an ordinary person like her, being caught in the middle of a standoff between two First-Class Masters was pure hell. Even with her high-ranking position, she was completely unable to withstand that kind of pressure, hence the sweat.

After a long silence, the long-haired elder in the Tang suit finally spoke. "You must be Mr. Chen Fei. Allow me to introduce myself. My family name is Lu, and I come from the Xiao Family."

"The Xiao Family?" Chen Fei's expression shifted slightly. A trace of anger surfaced involuntarily as he said coldly, "Oh? Did Xiao Qianrang send you?"

He hadn't expected them to be so presumptuous and relentless. First, their blatant disrespect at the Xiao Family Manor where they almost shot him. Then, they went after his former tutor to cause him trouble. Now, they had gone so far as to send a peak First-Class Master. What did this mean? Were they threatening him? Did they really think that he, Chen Fei, was such an easy target?

"No, no, no. Within the Xiao Family, he doesn't have the authority to command me," Mr. Lu said, shaking his head slowly. "I am aware that there seems to be some misunderstanding between you and Qianrang. He was too hasty in the previous matter and handled it improperly. I am here to apologize on his behalf. What do you say, Mr. Chen?"

"Not much."

However, Chen Fei just gave a cold sneer, his tone mocking. "Didn't you say he has no right to command you? It seems to me he has quite a bit of clout. He makes a mistake himself but sends someone irrelevant to apologize on his behalf. Don't you find that a bit ridiculous?"

Mr. Lu seemed surprised that even the influence of a warrior at the Peak of First-Class Master like himself was ineffective. After a long silence, he said indifferently, "Then what do you propose? Qian Rang is, after all, the next heir of our Xiao Family. Do you really think it's possible for him to stoop low and personally apologize to you?"

The illustrious Xiao Family of Jiangnan Province was the top-tier Red Family in the southwestern region of the Huaxia Land. Even Elder Mr. Xiao, who took part in that famous battle for the country, was still hale and hearty. He was reputed to be a Pillar of the Sky, a Sea-Calming Divine Needle.

Furthermore, most of the current leaders of the Jiangnan Province Military Region were probably fresh recruits who had once served under Elder Mr. Xiao.

Yet Chen Fei expected the successor of such a top-tier Red Family to personally apologize to him. This was clearly an unrealistic expectation, so it was no wonder the other party had grown cold. From their perspective, such an attitude from Chen Fei was simply too presumptuous and excessive.

"I don't want anything. It should be you who wants something, right? What, do you assume that I should tremble at the mere mention of the Xiao Family name? That your condescending gesture of sending someone to negotiate with me should be viewed as an immense favor, one for which I, Chen Fei, should be eternally grateful and bow in admission of guilt? That whatever your Xiao Family says is law, is that it?" At that moment, Chen Fei's tone was as cold as it could get, laced with even a hint of murderous intent.

Clearly, he had been agitated by their repeated provocations!

What is this? Do they truly think I'm so easy to bully? Do they truly believe that the legacy I received from that Cultivation World expert is fake? If they really push me, I might as well retreat to the mountains and forests to engage in Qi Cultivation for a decade or so. Then, we'll see who's afraid of whom!

"You... I..."

The old man hadn't expected Chen Fei's reaction to be so fierce and direct. Despite all his worldly wisdom, he detected a trace of killing intent in Chen Fei's indifferent words. A sharp gleam flashed in his murky eyes, and he fell silent.

After a lengthy silence, the long-haired elder in the Tang suit stared into Chen Fei's eyes and spoke slowly, "Young man, with your current strength, opposing the Xiao Family might be unwise."

"Oh? Then let's give it a try," Chen Fei responded bluntly, then emotionlessly stood up to leave.

With his current Qi Cultivation Third Layer, although it was merely on par with a First-Class Master, he was a cultivator, after all. He had learned some methods that ordinary people would consider sorcery, so he wasn't the least bit afraid the other party could stop him. He was very confident that below the level of an Innate Expert, there were probably not many in this world who could hold him back.

"Hold on!"

The old man in the Tang suit paled. He hadn't expected Chen Fei to walk away so decisively over a single disagreement. He promptly spoke up to stop him, but Chen Fei couldn't be bothered to pay him any heed. Expressionless, he pushed open the door and left.

"Young man, our Xiao Family has no intention of being your enemy." Left with no choice, the elder used an Ancient Martial Arts technique to send a secret voice transmission.

But an instant later, Chen Fei's chilly voice exploded in his ear, "If you don't want to be my enemy, then stop sending people to appear before me. I will say this one last time: if there is a next time, you will bear the consequences yourself!"

A secret voice transmission!? The Tang suit-clad, long-haired old man was instantly dumbfounded, a glint of shock flashing through his murky eyes.

It wasn't surprising that he knew this technique, as it was a specialty of a First-Class Master in Ancient Martial Arts. But for Chen Fei to know it too... could it be that he had also reached the level of a First-Class Master? How is this possible? How old is that young man? In the world of Ancient Martial Arts, reaching the level of a First-Class Master before the age of thirty made one a genius among geniuses, a once-in-a-century talent. How could he not be shocked?

With that thought, he immediately took out his phone with a serious expression and dialed a number. He spoke slowly, "Chief, things aren't going smoothly. That Mr. Chen is too impetuous."

"Is that so? That really is a headache. Even Elder Xun and the others are helpless against Little Si's strange illness. It seems this young man is the only one claiming to have a solution," came a voice from the other end of the line, sounding resigned yet robust and powerful.

"Sigh." After speaking, he sighed again and slowly continued, "To be honest, this is indeed Little Si's fault. We invited someone for a consultation, yet he wasn't courteous. Instead, he spoke harshly and even drew a gun in the end. If it were me, I'd also find it difficult to swallow such an insult."

Clearly, the man with the aged voice was reasonable. He knew that this wasn't Chen Fei's fault but that Xiao Qianrang had gone too far. You invite someone for medical treatment, yet you aren't courteous, speak harshly, and express all kinds of doubt. Who on earth behaves like that?

It was precisely for this reason that the owner of the voice felt the situation was difficult. Otherwise, with his status, why bother with such trouble? A simple command would suffice to have others settle the matter neatly, sparing him the current headache.

"Chief..." Hearing this, the elder in the Tang suit swallowed the words he was about to say. After a long silence, he finally spoke slowly, "Perhaps we should just wait and see how this matter unfolds. Acting too hastily might backfire."

"Backfire? Perhaps you're right. Otherwise, we wouldn't be facing this outcome today, would we? Let's wait a while longer, then..." the voice on the other end said deeply.

「...」

"G-Guest." As Chen Fei stepped out of the second-floor office, the female manager immediately attended to him nervously.

"Is this car still for sale?" Chen Fei glanced at her, his face expressionless.

"It is! Of course, it is!" Chen Fei was not in a good mood, and his imposing aura leaked out unintentionally. The female manager felt as if she were carrying a mountain on her back, on the verge of suffocating. Her silk blouse was soaked with sweat, clinging to her back.

She looked at Chen Fei with reverence and stammered, "M-Mr. Lu said that any purchase you make at our group can be complimentary..."

"That's his business, not mine," Chen Fei interrupted her coldly, his tone leaving no room for argument. "Charge my card for the price of the car right now. I don't want to waste any more words with you!"

"...Yes."

Overwhelmed by his aura, the manager was utterly bereft of the courage to refuse. She obediently took the bank card and quickly ran off to process the purchase. Of course, her haste looked more like she was fleeing for her life. Chen Fei's aura at that moment was simply too terrifying.

A short while later, all the paperwork was swiftly handled. However, it wasn't the manager who returned but the saleswoman who had first helped Chen Fei. "G-Guest, here are your purchase receipt, insurance, and car keys."

She was clearly intimidated by the stark difference in Chen Fei's aura. Her previously cheerful and natural demeanor had vanished, replaced by a quavering voice and a stammer.

"You... ah, forget it." Seeing this, Chen Fei wanted to offer an explanation but realized it would be futile. He simply shook his head, got into the car, and started the engine. The vehicle roared to life like a beast on the road, shooting away like an arrow from a bow.

I came to buy a car in high spirits today, yet I unexpectedly ran into the relentless Xiao Family again. And this time, they sent a thug at the Peak of First-Class Master. What, were they trying to intimidate me? Heh, just you wait. Just wait a bit longer until I break through to the Qi Cultivation Fourth Layer! By then, a mere Peak of First-Class Master will be nothing!

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