A young man of about twenty-seven or twenty-eight walked out. He had a plain appearance, but the murderous aura between his brows was particularly sinister. His presence instantly made the atmosphere oppressive.

Zhao Tieshan, however, was secretly overjoyed and seemed incredibly excited. "Young Master, you... you've broken through?" he asked, his voice trembling.

The young man nodded. "That's right. I've broken through."

At these words, Zhao Tieshan grew even more ecstatic. "Heaven Level?"

"Correct," the young man affirmed.

"Good, good, this is wonderful!" Zhao Tieshan exclaimed, jumping to his feet. He had every reason to be excited.

Zhao Tieshan had two right-hand men: one was named Du Shaofeng, and the other, Du Shaojun. Both were from the Du Family. The young man before them, who had just claimed to have reached the Heaven Level, was none other than Du Shaojun.

Ever since Lin Xiao killed Du Shaofeng, Zhao Tieshan had been desperate to get his revenge. Unfortunately, Du Shaojun's cultivation had been stuck at the peak of the Earth Level, unable to break through to Heaven Level. This had forced Zhao Tieshan to resort to poison, but to his dismay, Lin Xiao hadn't been affected.

Zhao Tieshan had thought he was doomed today, but he never imagined that at this critical moment, Du Shaojun would actually break through to the Heaven Level.

That realm is countless times more powerful than the Earth Level! With that kind of ferocious power, killing this stinking beggar will be as easy as chopping vegetables.

That's the first point. Second, although the Du Family's younger generation has produced many exceptional talents, it's exceedingly rare for someone as young as Du Shaojun to reach the Heaven Level. On this point alone, my status in the Du Family is sure to rise considerably.

Third, while the King of Jinling City has many top-tier cultivators under his command, there are only two who are Heaven Level Martial Artists. With Du Shaojun by my side, I'll definitely be able to make a good impression. In time, he might even entrust the entire underworld of Jinling City to my management!

It's a true triple blessing! Zhao Tieshan couldn't contain his excitement.

Lin Xiao looked at Zhao Tieshan as if he were an idiot. It's just the Heaven Level. Is there any reason to be this excited? I broke through to the Heaven Level when I was seven.

Taking a few deep breaths, Zhao Tieshan suppressed his giddiness and said coldly, "Young Master, this is the stinking beggar who killed Shaofeng. Today, I want to use his head as a tribute to your brother!"

Du Shaojun nodded, his gaze fixed sharply on Lin Xiao. "No problem. I'll make him pay in blood."

"Exactly. Show him no mercy," Zhao Tieshan said, a sinister smile spreading across his face. I can't wait to see this punk's head get blown apart by Du Shaojun's fist. Just imagining that scene is enough to finally vent all this pent-up anger in my chest.

Du Shaojun walked up to Lin Xiao, his face devoid of expression. "Stinking beggar, a moment ago you asked Master Zhao for his last words. Now, I want to ask for yours."

"What are *your* last words?" Lin Xiao countered.

Du Shaojun chuckled coldly. "Good. Very good. In my twenty-seven years, I, Du Shaojun, have never met someone so ignorant of their own mortality. Since that's the case, don't blame me for what happens next!"

The moment the words left his mouth, Du Shaojun pounced toward Lin Xiao.

Seeing Du Shaojun's lightning-fast speed, Zhao Tieshan grew even more excited, so much so that he wanted to scream in triumph. He knew this stinking beggar was done for.

I've already got my plans ready, Zhao Tieshan thought. As soon as Du Shaojun takes care of this trash, I'm opening that bottle of fine wine I've been saving for over fifty years to celebrate properly!

But in that instant, the situation turned on its head.

Du Shaojun reached Lin Xiao, but before he could even make a move, his neck was seized.

Yes, seized. Lin Xiao's hand was like a pair of iron tongs, clamped viciously around Du Shaojun's neck. Any struggle was futile.

Witnessing this, Zhao Tieshan's soul practically fled his body and his hair stood on end. An unprecedented terror enveloped him. He was dumbfounded, staring at Lin Xiao as if he were an alien, utterly petrified.

It wasn't just him. The dozens of burly men in the villa courtyard shivered in unison. Some were so frightened they barely dared to breathe. They were all Zhao Tieshan's most capable subordinates and knew Du Shaojun's strength clearly. Yet now, Du Shaojun had been caught by this filthy beggar in a single move. The shock of this was terrifyingly immense.

Lin Xiao ignored Du Shaojun, whose face was already turning the color of pig's liver from a lack of oxygen. His mocking gaze shifted to Zhao Tieshan.

Although Lin Xiao hadn't said a word, Zhao Tieshan shivered all over. Snapping back to his senses, he bellowed, "Stinking beggar! You... you fucking let go of Shaojun!"

Lin Xiao shrugged. "Alright," he said with a smile. And as he spoke, he snapped Du Shaojun's neck.

Then he let go. Du Shaojun's body collapsed to the ground like a limp noodle, his eyes bulging wide like a bull's—dead, but unable to close them.

Silence. The vast villa courtyard was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

An unknown amount of time passed before Zhao Tieshan let out a sky-shattering scream. The sound was so wretched it could have come from the depths of hell.

THUMP.

Zhao Tieshan collapsed to the ground, his face ashen and his breathing shallow. Despair. An unprecedented wave of despair washed over Zhao Tieshan. He had never dreamed that Du Shaojun—his greatest hope—would be instantly killed by this filthy beggar in a single move. Now Lin Xiao had utterly destroyed that hope. How could he not despair?

His eyes were dull as he stared at Lin Xiao as if looking at a monster.

Lin Xiao looked at him, his face impassive. "Your turn."

His voice wasn't loud, but it sent a violent shiver through Zhao Tieshan's body. He finally snapped out of it. He wanted to spit out a threat, but a glance at Du Shaojun's body on the ground made him abandon the thought. He wanted to beg for mercy. Yes, Zhao Tieshan did not want to die. He hadn't enjoyed his life nearly enough yet.

But looking into Lin Xiao's eyes, which were like a bottomless abyss, Zhao Tieshan felt all his thoughts turn to ash. He knew he was doomed.

But just then, the villa's main gates swung open, and a convoy of five or six top-tier luxury cars streamed inside.

Someone shouted, "The King of the Southern Town is here!"

Hearing this, something exploded in Zhao Tieshan's mind. The convoy was indeed the King of the Southern Town's. Though he had no idea why the King would suddenly visit his residence, he knew one thing for sure: he was saved.

That was the King of the Southern Town—the boss of his own boss! He was surrounded by a cloud of experts, and rumor had it he even had a master from the Dragon Emperor Ranking with him.

At this thought, Zhao Tieshan was ecstatic. His spirit, which had been crushed just moments ago, was instantly revived.

He shot Lin Xiao a venomous glare. "Stinking beggar, you're fucking dead now!"

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