After doing the room registration, Zheng-Fu waited for the food at the table in the corner of the room. He thought it was strange that everyone seemed to avoid sitting at the table that he chose. Even though he did not know why he had to sit there anyway because it was the last one available in the tavern…

"Look at that kid! He's sitting at the forbidden table!"

"Poor kid! I think we should warn him that the table is…"

Bang!

"I'm starving! Bring us some meat and booze, Tavern owner!"

All of a sudden, a hectic noise happened, followed by a rowdy order from a group of five people. They looked like gangsters. The one who shouted was the leader of the group. The members of the group were big and full of scars all over their bodies. It was like they had been through a war…

"Huh…?"

The leader of the group looked at the table where Zheng-Fu was and stared at him like he wanted a piece of him. But then he let out a smile when he saw his outfit and harmless face. He started to walk over him…

"That kid doesn't see it coming. That's the furious big monkey's table!"

"Yeah! We should have warned him when he had a chance."

The people in the tavern felt for Zheng-Fu when they looked at him because they knew that the table belonged to the gangsters, so no one dared to sit there. The table was usually left alone. There would be people who sat there from time to time, and all of them suffered from broken arms every time the owners of the table saw them.

And the people at the tavern believed that Zheng-Fu's arms were about to be broken too…

Thud!

"Yo, kid! Don't you know whose table that is!?" The leader of the gangsters asked Zheng-Fu right away as soon as he reached the table…

"Whose table is it? Isn't it the owner of the tavern's?" Zheng-Fu pretended not to know and answered with an innocent facial expression…

"What!?"

Zheng-Fu's answer shook the leader of the gangsters instantly. However, the people in the tavern had to withhold their giggles after hearing Zheng-Fu's answer…

Whoosh!

"Listen well, kid! This table belongs to us, the 'King-Kong' gang. So, you must pay for it when you sit here without our permission."

Bang!

The leader of the gangsters slammed his sword on the table. He stared at Zheng-Fu to scare him…

"Pay for it? I don't see anyone paying extra for a table in this tavern. This table is owned by the owner of the tavern. Why do I have to pay you?" Zheng-Fu continued to pretend that he did not understand the gang leader's point…

"Hey, boy! The leader told you to pay, so you pay! Or do you want to get beat up!?" a smaller man, who was a gang member, said while putting his hands in his pockets. He poked his face at Zheng-Fu as if he wanted to disturb his psyche…

Rustle!

"Calm down! We're not bullies." The leader of the gang stopped his gang member. He pretended to talk like a civilized person before he let out an evil smile, turning to Zheng-Fu and saying…

"We just wanted to tell you that the table you're sitting at is the table that we regularly sit at. The owner of the tavern knows that the table is our table. Not only that, but everybody also knows it. So, anyone who sits here has to pay us for sitting here.

And you're sitting at the table now, so that means…" the leader of the gang said politely but with the vibe of a nasty criminal, which was evidently a contrast to one another…

Sigh!

Zheng-Fu sighed and said, "I see… That's why nobody sits here. But what if I don't want to pay you?" He said this while looking at the leader of the gang with an innocent facial expression again…

"You!"

The leader of the gang finally lost it. He could not pretend to act like a good person any longer. The man reached his hand out to grab the collar of Zheng-Fu's shirt, but then he had to feel the grab on his wrist before he could reach Zheng-Fu…

Grab!

Crack!

A sound like a bone being cracked echoed through the tavern. It was so loud that everyone in there heard it. Everybody widened their eyes as they saw what was happening in front of them. That was because it was not Zheng-Fu's bone that was cracked, but the leader of the gang's…

"Argh! My wrist! My wrist!" The leader of the gang cried as he felt the pain in his wrist. His face showed that he was extremely scared as he looked into Zheng-Fu's eyes…

"Leader!"

As soon as the gang members regained consciousness, they shouted for their leader's pain and prepared to help him. But then they had to kneel and feel the cold sweat on their foreheads. They were terrified as if they were in front of Death himself, who had come to take them with him…

"What is going on?"

An unexpected turn happened the minute the gangsters were made into a bunch of helpless bullies. The most shocking thing to the people at the tavern was the picture of a harmless boy breaking the wrist of a big man… a big, cruel man…

"So, do I still need to pay you?" Zheng-Fu asked the same question with the same innocent face as if a horrible thing had not just happened to the gang leader…

"No… No! You don't have to. Please let go of my wrist, Little Master!" The leader of the gang could not make his sentence out smoothly while pleading with Zheng-Fu to let him go…

The gang leader had been successfully raking in money from the people at the very table for years because of his bigger body and the ninth level of the Foundation Building stage that he possessed. It was also because he knew well that the tavern was free of authorities and strong people. However, today was his super lucky day that he met Zheng-Fu…

Rustle!

"Fine! I can let you go, but you have to pay for my meal first; otherwise,…" Zheng-Fu said while staring firmly at the gang leader…

"Of course, Young Master! I'll pay for it." The gang leader agreed to do so even before Zheng-Fu finished the sentence, out of fear. He would give all the money that he had to get out of there alive…

"Well, then, thanks, brother, for the meal." When Zheng-Fu finished the sentence, he turned to the owner of the tavern, who looked at Zheng-Fu startlingly, saying, "Can I have the best meal you have and the finest booze too, Boss Tavern? The owner of this table would pay for me." Zheng-Fu smiled as he ordered food and drink as if nothing had happened…

The owner of the tavern nodded at Zheng-Fu stunningly before having his men prepare the orders for Zheng-Fu. The gang members remained down on the floor because they did not dare to move. They were afraid that Zheng-Fu would change his mind and kill them…

"Ah… Come sit with me… You have to join me because you pay for this meal." Zheng-Fu forgot that the whole gang was still there and paid close attention to him for fear he might have more things to say to them. They were really scared of Zheng-Fu, but Zheng-Fu thought of something and invited them to join him. He talked to them politely and with kindness…

"Yes, Young Master!" The gang leader was the first one to accept the invitation and rushed to pick himself up to sit with Zheng-Fu. He was now like a tamed puppy…

The four gang members also rushed to join the two after they saw their leader's response to Zheng-Fu. Now the fierce tigers had turned into cats by a kid. The people at the tavern did not know whether they should laugh or mock them, but all of them were satisfied with what they saw…

"Who is that kid? How did he manage to break the bigger man's wrist?"

"I think he must be a student of the Cult of Birdy Holy Fiery Heaven."

"Yeah, I agree. With only this age and he was still able to take care of that King Kong guy, he must come from the Cult of Birdy Holy Fiery Heaven."

The people in the tavern started to chat about Zheng-Fu and what had just happened. The news spread outside of the tavern too, so people heard that a boy had defeated the leader of the King Kong gang with just one grab on the wrist. Within a short time, the news details were tweaked into many versions…

The reason why Zheng-Fu invited the gang to join him was that he wanted to ask for information about the city and the Cult of the Birdy Holy Fiery Heaven. However, it was not wise to ask about the cult directly, so he thought that he had to use some psychological tactic...

"How long have you lived in this city?"

"Since I was born, sir!"

"So, you must know a lot about this city?" Zheng-Fu asked another question…

The gang did not know what Zheng-Fu meant, but they had to nod in agreement because they were afraid that he would hurt them…

"Good. Then I'll ask you about the city…"

Bang!

Zheng-Fu did not have a chance to ask the leader of the gang when he heard someone kick the door so hard that it was broken and landed on the floor. Then a number of horrifying men walked into the tavern. The leader of the gang let out a smile as soon as he saw who those men were…

"Boss!"

When the leader of the gang shouted out of joy at seeing the horrifying men, the rest of the gang members also let out happy smiles. That was because they saw their big boss, the person who took care of their gang…

"Who is it that messed with my men!?" a bald, middle-aged man with tattoos on his face asked furiously. He looked around the place before stopping at the gang leader and Zheng-Fu, who was sitting next to him, saying…

"It must be you, you bad kid! You must be the kid that hurt my men!?

"What are you going to do, if I did?" Zheng-Fu asked with an innocent tone of voice again, just like what he had done when the King Kong gang's leader had asked him five minutes ago. What was happening now was exactly what everyone had seen earlier. They just did not expect that Zheng-Fu would do the same with the bald man…

Everyone knew that the bald man was a martial artist who stayed at the tavern for martial artists that was opposite the tavern. The man was well-known for his bad conduct. And people also knew that he had thousands of men under him. It was like the man had a personal small troop of soldiers, but those men were actually martial artists.

The people in the tavern thought that Zheng-Fu, who appeared to be no more than seventeen years old, really dared to defy the bald man…

Zheng-Fu's actions startled the people even more, especially after what they had witnessed earlier. They did not know what he thought. It was like he did not know who the bald man was. And even if he was from another city, he should be able to see what kind of man the bald man was. It was strange to the people in the tavern that Zheng-Fu tried to annoy the man…

On the third floor of the tavern on the opposite side, a man was sipping hot tea while watching what was going on at the tavern for villagers. He let out a smile and mumbled…

"Let's see what you are going to do, kid!"

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