Hearing this familiar voice, Xu Zhaopei immediately turned her head and saw Fang Yu standing behind her with a smile, filled with immense surprise.

At the same time, a tinge of guilt arose.

What delighted her was that Fang Yu had come to rescue her again! Always appearing so timely, just like that time in the hospital.

But the guilt stemmed from always being so helpless, a burden to Fang Yu...

Her heart was flooded with mixed emotions, and her feelings were complex.

"Are you Jiangzhou Iron Fist King, Fang Yu?" the tall man said sternly.

"Yes, it's me."

Fang Yu still spoke with a smile.

The man warned, "I know you're a martial artist...but I advise you not to seek trouble. I give you three seconds to get out of my sight. Otherwise—"

"Otherwise what?" Fang Yu asked.

"Otherwise, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

"Oh?"

Fang Yu sized up the man before him and said lightly: "Martial Arts Seventh Layer. Is that why you are so arrogant?"

Martial Arts Seventh Layer?

Xu Zhaopei was taken aback.

When she was young, she learned from her grandfather that reaching the Martial Arts Third Layer meant being an excellent martial artist, and the Fourth or Fifth Layer could lead one to preside over a family. The Sixth or Seventh Layer was enough to reign over a region, while the Eighth Layer could shake an entire province...

She never expected this unremarkable-looking man to be at the Martial Arts Seventh Layer Heaven!

Her worry began to grow.

The man across from her was just as shocked.

He looked at Fang Yu in surprise and asked, "How did you figure it out?"

Between martial artists, it was very difficult to directly perceive each other's strength, with most assessments made during combat!

However...

Fang Yu had discerned his strength at a single glance, how could the man not be shocked?

"I used my eyes."

"You—"

The man's voice turned dark, "I don't care how you found out, but you've offended Doctor Luo, and you must pay the price for this!"

Price?

Fang Yu chuckled and slowly raised his hand.

"Great Star Array Hand!"

Immediately, the air before him solidified, and a palm imprint shook everything before it. The transparent air, like glass, showed patterns and then shattered!

Bang!

The tall man at the Martial Arts Seventh Layer was instantly sent flying.

Swoosh—

He slid across the sand-covered beach! He traveled tens of meters before finally coming to a stop.

The man's complexion turned deathly pale, a sweetness rose in his throat, and his qi and blood surged violently.

With a 'puh' sound, blood spouted out like a fountain.

Waves lapped against the shoreline.

The sunset slowly dipped below the horizon.

Waves churned.

Seagulls flew toward the afterglow.

Fang Yu took a step forward, grabbed the frightened Xu Zhaopei's hand, and walked ahead.

Until they reached the man, he then said, "Take me to meet this so-called Doctor Luo."

The man's face was filled with horror; unable to hold back, another mouthful of blood came out, his eyes filled with fear.

That move "Great Star Array Hand" left him with no power to resist.

"You...are you really going to oppose Doctor Luo? Behind Doctor Luo...there is the Hongmen..." the man said, gathering his courage.

"Do you really think I care about some Hongmen?"

Fang Yu continued, "Let's go, and don't force me to be a killer. Even if you die, I can still find Luo Sheng!"

Upon hearing this, the man trembled all over.

He suddenly realized he had been wrong; in this instant, it felt to him that the real wolf was Fang Yu, not Doctor Luo.

What kind of confidence did someone who didn't even take the Hongmen seriously have?

Xu Zhaopei was also astoundingly surprised; the so-called Martial Arts Seventh Layer was effortlessly defeated by Fang Yu with a lift of his hand.

The words Fang Yu once said reverberated in her mind again: In fact, we might not be from the same world.

...

An hour later.

Within a luxurious estate.

A luxury sedan stopped outside the estate.

Fang Yu and Xu Zhaopei got out of the car. They were astonished at the sight of this grand estate.

"Unexpectedly, Luo Sheng is really rich... Come on, let's go in."

Xu Zhaopei hesitated a bit, but seeing Fang Yu full of confidence and without a trace of fear, he followed along.

In the hall.

Luo Sheng was holding a glass of red wine, waiting calmly for the beautiful guests to appear.

Suddenly, a bodyguard rushed in and said, "Doctor Luo, your guests have arrived!"

Luo Sheng's face lit up with delight, "Great! Bring them in!"

No sooner had he spoken than Fang Yu's rugged voice rang out.

"Doctor Luo, your place is really loaded. Still need any trinkets for your thighs…?"

Luo Sheng's expression froze, as he looked in the direction of the voice—Fang Yu, Xu Zhaopei, and one of his subordinates holding his chest and bleeding from the mouth, walked in.

As soon as the subordinate saw Luo Sheng, he fell to his knees with a thump and said, "Doctor Luo…I, I've brought the people!"

Luo Sheng swept his gaze over the man icily, Xu Zhaopei had indeed been brought, but what was the deal with this Fang Yu?

Without thinking too deeply, he realized what had happened.

"Guards."

Swish swish swish.

Three to five bodyguards entered.

"Take him out, chop him up and feed him to the dogs!"

"Yes!"

The three to five people dragged the kneeling Martial Artist of the Seventh Layer away.

"Spare me! Doctor Luo, spare my life!"

However, Luo Sheng was indifferent, his gaze falling on Fang Yu and Xu Zhaopei.

"Guests are to be honored... Since you're here, as a host, I surely must entertain you as well," Luo Sheng said with a smile.

"Indeed… I didn't expect you to be so hospitable. Haven't knelt enough before? Planning to invite Xu Zhaopei over to continue kneeling?" Fang Yu asked with a smile.

"You—"

Rage surged in Luo Sheng.

Thinking back to the scene of kneeling in the hospital, he was about to explode. When had he ever been so humiliated!

"Fang Yu, this is my territory, I won't tolerate your wild behavior. Since you want to fight, I'll play along…"

Clap, clap, clap—

Luo Sheng clapped his hands.

The estate's bodyguards swarmed in.

In an instant, the entire hall was surrounded.

Xu Zhaopei's heart trembled, and he stood next to Fang Yu.

Fang Yu looked around and said with a smile, "What a grand welcome."

"I've said, I come from Hongmen… Do you really not understand what Hongmen stands for?" Luo Sheng said coldly.

Looking at Luo Sheng's confident expression.

Fang Yu said slowly:

"Hongmen, all about forming cliques, right? In Yanjing, you've got involved with plenty of illegal industries—gambling, drugs, dabbling in both the underworld and the legitimate, am I right?"

At those words, Luo Sheng's brows furrowed slightly.

Fang Yu continued, "Then there are many bodyguards like these, all Martial Artists… Correct?"

As he spoke, Luo Sheng's brows relaxed, and he said, "You've finally touched on the crux of the matter. Unfortunately, you still greatly underestimate Hongmen. Allow me, to enlighten you, the frog in the well."

"I'm all ears."

Luo Sheng set down the glass in his hand and said indifferently, "Martial Artists are the primary means for humans to strengthen themselves, and they have always held a significantly higher status than ordinary people. You are the Jiangzhou Iron Fist King, so I won't speak about Martial Artists… What I'm going to tell you about now is another type of people—they are Cultivators."

"Martial Artists are divided into nine layers, Lu Tianyuan, the Sect Leader of the Lu Family, with his Martial Arts at the Seventh Layer, was once able to shake an entire clan. Sadly, in the eyes of Cultivators, he was nothing but an ant."

"I understand your feelings; that day, I was hasty in my speech, failing to make things clear. With your knowledge and perspective, of course, you wouldn't understand the concept of the nine layers of Martial Artists!"

While Luo Sheng spoke, he did so with a smile.

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