BANG!

The wine glass fell from Zhao Yinghu's hand, shattering on the ground. At that moment, it wasn't just a glass that had broken, but his heart as well. That final glimmer of hope had failed to ignite into a raging fire, and the miracle he desperately wished for never appeared.

After decades in the Martial World, have I forgotten the taste of utter despair?

In that instant, he seemed to have aged ten years. His figure swayed, and if Yan Zheng hadn't been there to support him, he would have collapsed.

"Lord Hu!" Yan Zheng wore a look of complete despair. The domain they had toiled decades to build was about to be handed over. Who wouldn't be in despair?

Zhao Yinghu shoved him away and propped himself up on a nearby table, shaking his head. "I'm fine!"

"Call Mr. Chen! He's the only one who can save us now!" Yan Zheng said bitterly.

Zhao Yinghu retorted angrily, "You want me to ask a dignitary from the Martial Department to fight in an underground match for me? What are you thinking?!"

Yan Zheng sighed and shook his head, saying no more.

「Downstairs.」

A dead silence lingered as countless people struggled to process the visually shocking scene. Tearing a living person apart!

Is that the true strength of Bald Eagle? Are all his opponents just rabbits on the plains to him?

Even after they recovered from the initial shock, the pain was so immense it felt hard to breathe. How many fortunes did that one tear from Bald Eagle rip away? How much hope did it shred?

Beside Chen Yang, a young man was dumbstruck, his eyes wide as he stammered, "R-Really, just one move? Good thing I got my money back in time!"

Chen Yang smiled. This guy's not a lost cause. At least he listens to advice.

"Tens of millions in the bag! Haha!" Yang Hu laughed triumphantly. "Easiest money I've ever made. Feels good."

"Boss, he's calling you out. Aren't you going to go up there and finish him?" Yang Hu asked with a grin.

Chen Yang smiled back. "If I go up, how much are you betting?"

"My entire family fortune! I'm just afraid the bookies won't take the bet!" Yang Hu declared proudly.

Chen Yang said no more, squeezing through the crowd and heading for the second floor.

The young man standing nearby was floored. The person Bald Eagle was calling out, the one who killed Qin Wu with a single punch a few days ago… it was actually him? This…

The young man's throat bobbed, and he asked instinctively, "Is he… is he the black-robed man they call Mr. Chen?"

"The one and only!"

The young man couldn't believe it. "How can he be so young?"

"What's wrong with being young? Can't young people be badass? Can't they have explosive power?" Yang Hu lectured him. "Have you heard of the Zhennan Prince? He was granted his title before he was even thirty! Are you going to say he's not badass just because he's young?"

"No, no, of course not!" The young man waved his hands, shaking his head frantically. Who hadn't heard of the Zhennan Prince? If the Zhennan Prince wasn't considered badass, then who in the world was?

"Didn't you say you wanted to get a bigger house for your wife and take your son on a trip abroad? Bet with me this time, and I guarantee your wish will come true!" said Yang Hu.

Without a second thought, the young man nodded repeatedly. "Okay, okay! I'll bet with you!"

Setting aside his trust in Mr. Chen, Yang Hu's sharp judgment alone was enough to win him over completely.

「Meanwhile.」

The door to the second-floor room was pushed open frantically by one of Zhao Yinghu's men, who exclaimed with a mixture of excitement and awe, "L-Lord Hu, Lord Chen is here!"

What?!

Zhao Yinghu, who had been on the verge of total despair, his spirit nearly drained, spun around. The sight of Chen Yang was like a shot of adrenaline. His eyes instantly lit up as he rushed to greet him.

"Lord... Lord Chen!!" Zhao Yinghu gripped Chen Yang's hand tightly, so overcome with emotion he was close to tears.

Just moments ago, he had considered calling Chen Yang countless times, but the man was a dignitary from the Martial Department, a person of immense power and status. He truly hadn't dared. Thankfully, the Martial Lord was watching over him, and this great figure had appeared on his own.

Chen Yang pointed to a nearby copper statue of a warrior. "I'm here to get the cloak and hat." After all, there were too many prying eyes in the crowd. It would be troublesome if an acquaintance saw him.

"I'll fetch it for you!" Zhao Yinghu waved off Yan Zheng, who was about to go, and personally delivered the cloak and hat into Chen Yang's hands. "Lord Chen, for taking action to relieve my distress, I, Zhao Yinghu, am eternally grateful! From this day forward, I shall follow your lead!"

"You're overthinking it," Chen Yang said as he donned the cloak. "I'm just tying up loose ends. Since he came looking for me to avenge Qin Wu, I'm not about to back down."

Zhao Yinghu offered a wry smile. I was just trying to flatter him, but I didn't expect him to be so unreceptive. Then again, what am I in his eyes?

Ever the tactful one, Zhao Yinghu quickly added, "Regardless, Lord Chen has done me a tremendous favor. I, Zhao Yinghu, will hold it in my heart. If you ever have a need for me in the future, I would go through fire and water without hesitation!"

"That's enough," Chen Yang waved his hand dismissively and turned to leave.

On the stage below, Bald Eagle stood like a demonic god, so awe-inspiring that no one dared to meet his gaze.

Everyone was in despair. As expected of the Northern Desert Fist King, who could possibly be his opponent? The Mr. Chen who killed Qin Wu with a single punch? Heh... If he actually had the guts to get on that stage, he'd probably end up just like Yahua! Bald Eagle has utterly crushed Lingjin City's event tonight.

"You dared to kill my disciple, so why don't you dare to show your face?" Bald Eagle's sunken eyes swept over the crowd as he spoke ominously. "If you don't show yourself today, I will find where you're hiding and cut you down!"

Finally, Bald Eagle scoffed, "This paltry Lingjin City is a true disappointment. There isn't a single person here who can fight!"

The words could not have been more arrogant. Over ninety percent of the audience was from Lingjin City, and having just lost their money, they found the provocation and insult unbearable. However, angry as they were, no one dared to make a sound. The visceral image of Yahua being torn apart was simply too terrifying.

"What's all this chatter about?"

A figure draped in a black cloak suddenly strode into view, heading toward the stage.

"Is that... is that Mr. Chen?"

"That's him! He was wearing the exact same thing when he killed Qin Wu!"

"He's got some nerve, actually daring to show up!"

After a long silence, the venue finally buzzed with discussion once again.

Bald Eagle's gaze fixed on Chen Yang. "Your courage," he said in a deep voice, "is somewhat surprising."

"Pfft!" Chen Yang sneered. "And that's supposed to be impressive?"

Holy shit!!

Is this Mr. Chen really so brazen? The crowd was stunned for a moment before they all turned to look at each other in disbelief.

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