"Arrogant!" Zhao Feng's eyes widened. "Stay three feet away from the jeep. That's an absolute no-go zone. Anyone who approaches will be killed without mercy!"

His icy words spread as his imposing aura radiated outwards unabated.

At his words, everyone who had surrounded them couldn't help but shiver. Even Gao Wuchang trembled, knowing full well this man was a master. He had been slapped earlier and still hadn't fully come to his senses!

However, he considered the situation again. The people I brought today are all elites, and there are only two of them. What's there to fear?

"You little punk, stop putting on airs. Do you think I was raised to be easily frightened?" Gao Wuchang couldn't help but snort. "You really think you're something, don't you? Go get them!"

Following Gao Wuchang's icy command, everyone immediately charged forward. A cold light flickered in Zhao Feng's eyes; he was truly ready to kill. Even people from the association could not be so disrespectful to Chen Zheng.

Just then, a pristine hand stretched out from the car window and snapped its fingers.

SNAP!

The surrounding air instantly froze. The men who had charged forward were solidified in place before they all collapsed to their knees.

"Zhao Feng, your killing intent is too strong," a long sigh came from inside the vehicle.

Only then did the men from the association look at the jeep in utter shock, their faces filled with amazement. A mere snap of the fingers had easily restrained everyone. Though the pressure was now gone, not a single one of them dared to move forward again.

Any martial artist knew that such a display was proof of a master of internal cultivation!

At that moment, Gao Wuchang was still kneeling on the ground, shaking uncontrollably as if a massive mountain weighed upon him.

"You... Chen..." he began, "I admit I underestimated you. I never expected you to be so skilled. But don't think that gives you the right to oppose me! Let me tell you something: my uncle is the president of the association! Do you really want to make an enemy of the entire association?" Gao Wuchang screamed wildly.

How could he not be afraid when his opponent was this formidable? At a time like this, his uncle was the only card he had left to play.

"Arrogant?" Zhao Feng's voice was exceedingly cold. "The God of War only did that to help you. Otherwise, do you think a bunch of weaklings like you could have even made it here?"

As the captain of the guard, he certainly had the right to act. He was authorized to eliminate anyone who threatened Chen Zheng. Chen Zheng's action had saved these people's lives. It was unbelievable that this spoiled rich kid could be so ungrateful!

Just then, an extended Cadillac sped over from the distance. The car door opened, and a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in a Sun Yat-sen suit, slowly stepped out.

"Uncle?" Gao Wuchang was ecstatic. He shouted frantically, pointing at the jeep. "Uncle, it's that damn bastard! He's the one who injured our brothers! You have to stand up for us and teach him a lesson!"

The others present also grew excited. The association president himself had come! The president was an Accomplished Master; dealing with this guy would be effortless!

"Haha..." Gao Wuchang laughed triumphantly. "Chen Zheng, my uncle is here! Are you scared now? You worthless trash, you really think you can do whatever you want? In front of my uncle, you are nothing but a—"

Before he could finish his words, Gao Feng strode over with a dark expression and kicked out without hesitation.

Gao Wuchang was sent tumbling backward, crashing hard onto the ground and kicking up a large cloud of dust. After landing, he spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood, staring at Gao Feng in disbelief.

The others were also shocked. They never expected the president to arrive, and not only refuse to help them, but kick his own nephew away as his first act.

What is going on?

"Uncle..." Gao Wuchang was completely stunned.

"Don't call me uncle! I have no nephew like you!" Gao Feng roared angrily. "Do you have any idea who is in that car? He is Master Chen, the one who helped us revise our Cultivation Technique! He is also the honorary president of our association! How dare you show him such disrespect? You bunch of damn fools, are you blind?!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked beyond words.

Although he was only an honorary president, he wielded the same authority as Gao Feng. Most crucially, he had modified their Cultivation Technique, which was akin to saving their lives. Many of those present were Gao Feng's disciples, meaning Master Chen had essentially saved their lives as well!

These men naturally understood what Chen Zheng meant to Gao Feng. Once they realized this, they trembled in fear, a wave of retrospective horror washing over them. Fortunately, they hadn't done anything too excessive, or the situation would have been irredeemable.

Gao Wuchang was completely numb.

I never dreamed that Chen Zheng was the master who helped us modify our Cultivation Technique. And I was trying to show off my martial arts in front of him? I even tried to steal his wife? I'm the real clown!

After learning the truth, his face went deathly pale. He scrambled to his feet in a panic. "Master Chen... It was my fault! I was blind and failed to recognize a great man! I judged a gentleman by my own petty standards! Please forgive me, Master!"

As he spoke, he kowtowed repeatedly, not caring as his forehead became bloody from striking the ground.

"Just this once. You won't be so lucky next time," Chen Zheng said calmly with a wave of his hand.

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master Chen!" Gao Wuchang continued to kowtow incessantly.

Being forgiven by him was the greatest boon he could have hoped for.

"Mr. Chen may have forgiven you, but that doesn't mean I have," Gao Feng snorted from the side. "Go back immediately and face punishment according to family law! If anything like this ever happens again, all of you will be expelled from the association!"

"Understood!" everyone nodded in unison.

"Get out!"

Everyone quickly scrambled away.

Only then did Gao Feng approach Chen Zheng. "I am truly sorry. It's all my... cough, cough... I arrived too late!"

He had just begun to speak when he couldn't help but cough violently, his complexion turning somewhat pale.

"It's alright... You seem to be injured?" Chen Zheng paused.

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