Silence. A deathly stillness descended. Despite there being over a hundred people present, not the slightest sound could be heard. It was as if nothing else existed in the world.

Terror. A bone-deep fear emanated from within, causing Zhou Chengding to tremble uncontrollably. The man who was always calm and collected could no longer maintain his composure. The beggar's ferocious, suffocating lethality delivered a brutal blow to Zhou Chengding's heart. Had he not weathered countless storms, he likely would have collapsed to the ground in terror. But even so, his face had turned ghastly pale with fear.

Beyond the heart-stopping fear, there was utter astonishment.

Zhou Chengding had never dreamed that this filthy beggar could kill a Heaven Level Martial Artist with a single slap. Just how terrifying was his strength? Zhou Chengding didn't dare to dwell on it.

Lin Xiao stared at Zhou Chengding without blinking. His gaze wasn't particularly sharp, yet Zhou Chengding's heart hammered chaotically in his chest. He knew what was coming next would be his doom.

Although Zhou Chengding knew full well he was backed by the King of the Southern Town, in this moment, his heart turned to ash. After all, the King of the Southern Town wasn't here. Even if he called him now, by the time help arrived, his fate would be the same as Old Fourth's.

Just then, the Heaven Level Martial Artist standing behind Zhou Chengding stepped forward, his expression impassive as he stared coldly at Lin Xiao.

"Kid, you're in big trouble. I don't mind telling you, Old Fourth and I are both from the Asura Hall. Now that you've killed him, the Asura Hall will not let you go. If you kneel and cripple your own cultivation right now, I can plead with our Hall Master to spare you. Otherwise, you won't live to see tomorrow!"

These words were a glimmer of hope for the utterly desperate Zhou Chengding. Or more accurately, he was suddenly pulled back from the brink.

That's right. He had paid a hefty price to hire these two Heaven Level Martial Artists from the Asura Hall. This filthy beggar might be skilled, but compared to the Asura Hall, he was nothing but dogshit.

Damn it, how could I have forgotten about this protective talisman! Zhou Chengding cursed inwardly.

At this thought, Zhou Chengding's gaze sharpened. The aura of a superior returned, and he once again adopted the persona of the ruler of Jinling City's underworld.

"Kid, I'll be straight with you. I've already had my men secretly contact the King of the Southern Town. I don't deny that your cultivation is impressive, but in front of the King of the Southern Town, you're nothing but trash. If you know what's good for you, kneel and cripple your cultivation. Otherwise, the moment the King of the Southern Town arrives, you will die without a doubt!" Zhou Chengding said coldly.

Lin Xiao let out a disdainful sneer.

He was about to speak when Zhou Chengding added, his voice growing more sinister, "Of course, you could kill me. But I guarantee your end will be a hundred times more miserable than mine. And it won't just be you. Your wife will suffer too—no, not just suffer. She'll become another man's plaything. Don't think I'm threatening you. With the King of the Southern Town's status and background, killing trash like you is easier than crushing a bug. So, I'll say it again: if you know what's good for you, get on your knees and cripple your cultivation! Now!"

"Are you finished?" Lin Xiao asked coldly.

Zhou Chengding's heart trembled. This filthy beggar was just too bizarre. Any normal person who heard such threats would have been scared senseless. They would never be able to respond so calmly. But this beggar didn't seem to care at all.

Is his background so heaven-defying that he doesn't even care about the ruler of Jinling City or the Asura Hall? Or is he just a brain-dead idiot? Zhou Chengding leaned toward the latter. After all, if this beggar truly had such a powerful background, why would he live as a beggar? That can only mean he's a complete moron.

Just as Zhou Chengding was plotting how to deal with the beggar, the roar of an approaching convoy caught his attention. There were seven cars in total. The lead car was a Rolls-Royce Phantom.

When he saw it, his eyes lit up, shining with an unprecedented gleam. It was the light of hope. He knew his savior had arrived.

As soon as the convoy stopped, more than thirty men in black emerged from the vehicles. A palpable, murderous aura radiated from them. Soon, a driver in white gloves swiftly opened the Phantom's door. A man as round as a ball stepped out.

It could be none other than Xiao Shixiong.

Upon seeing him, Zhou Chengding's eyes instantly turned red with excitement. Yes, Zhou Chengding was ecstatic. He had been sure today was his last. He never imagined that his mighty backer would suddenly arrive.

Truthfully, his claims about contacting the King of the Southern Town had all been a bluff for Lin Xiao's benefit. He'd had no time to make a call; he was merely using the King's name to intimidate the filthy beggar. But now, Xiao Shixiong had actually arrived.

Heaven truly hasn't abandoned me!

Pushing aside his excitement, Zhou Chengding hurried over to Xiao Shixiong. His previous air of superiority vanished, replaced by a fawning expression. Without a word, he knelt before Xiao Shixiong.

He said respectfully, "Welcome, my lord!"

Xiao Shixiong nodded. "Rise," he said indifferently.

"This servant dares not!"

"And why is that?" Xiao Shixiong asked, his voice low.

Zhou Chengding replied gravely, "Because someone wants to kill me!"

Xiao Shixiong chuckled. He hadn't expected this subordinate of his to have learned how to tattle. "Who?" he asked, feigning ignorance.

"A filthy beggar!"

"Oh? You are the ruler of Jinling City's underworld," Xiao Shixiong remarked blandly. "Yet, from your tone, you seem terrified of this person?"

Zhou Chengding's face fell. He could tell that Xiao Shixiong was displeased. It made sense. He governed Jinling City's underworld on behalf of the King of the Southern Town. He was supposed to be the one bullying others, not the other way around. Yet here he was, utterly humiliated by a filthy beggar and could do nothing but snivel to the King of the Southern Town. Not only would the King be angry, but Zhou Chengding himself felt completely pathetic.

"My lord, I have disappointed you," Zhou Chengding said resentfully. "But that filthy beggar's cultivation is truly formidable. My steward and one of my personal bodyguards were both killed by him!"

"So, what do you want me to do?"

Hearing Xiao Shixiong's words, Zhou Chengding's heart leaped with joy. This is my master, after all. Truly someone to rely on in a crisis.

"My lord, this servant implores you to deliver justice on my behalf!"

"And how should I do that?" Xiao Shixiong pressed.

"Kill him."

Xiao Shixiong smiled. But as his smile widened, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from him.

"Men, seize Zhou Chengding!"

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