Mecha Master? Your Brother's a Mecha Master?

"..."

"Actually, I could give you a good idea too."

Guang Long sneered.

"Wha..."

"What idea?"

Uncle Li gritted his teeth, a bad feeling rising in his heart.

"Since you can't afford the protection fee anymore, why not just pack up and get lost? If you don't want to stay here, plenty of people do want to pay me protection fees here."

"Guang Long, are you even human?!"

Hearing Guang Long's words, Uncle Li could no longer endure it. He lunged at him. Even a clay figure had some temper, let alone a person.

"Whether I'm human or not is none of your business. But if you still don't pay up..."

"Neither you nor your woman will live."

Guang Long snorted and casually shoved him away, sending him crashing heavily to the ground as easily as if he were crushing an ant.

Two Soul Rings emerged beside him, one white and one yellow. He was clearly a Soul Grandmaster.

The two lackeys beside him also released two Soul Rings each. There were three Soul Grandmasters in total.

"Uncle Li—"

"How could you do this?!"

Xie Xie immediately clenched his teeth. A Light Dragon Dagger appeared in his hand, while a yellow Soul Ring gleamed beside him.

"Oh, there's someone else? Have you paid your protection fee too... Tch, what rotten luck. Just a bunch of bratty kids."

Hearing Xie Xie's voice, Guang Long's attention instantly shifted to him. He then glanced over Tang Luochuan and the others, speaking without the slightest interest.

"Don't tell me you brats plan to stand up for this old guy and put me on trial?"

"Ahahahahahaha!"

Guang Long laughed, and his two lackeys acted as though they had heard some huge joke. Someone actually wanted to cause trouble for their boss.

"..."

Tang Luochuan said nothing. He was merely wondering whether one punch would blow this bastard's head apart.

Wang Jinxi and the others beside him likewise said nothing, but the anger on their faces was already impossible to restrain. The capable should aid the world; the weak should preserve themselves.

They certainly did not count as powerful people, but that did not mean they would stand by and watch the weak be bullied.

Especially when they encountered this kind of pathetic man whose strength was about the same as theirs, yet still acted so arrogant in front of them!

"Kids, hurry and leave."

"Xie Xie, take your friends and go. You absolutely can't beat them."

At that moment, Uncle Li grabbed Xie Xie, his face full of worry. Something could happen to him, but not to the children.

"Uncle Li..."

"Trust us."

Xie Xie shook his head and spoke firmly.

He might not be able to defeat a Soul Grandmaster himself, but whether it was Wang Jinxi's group of three, Sister Gu Yue, or boss...

They would all beat that guy until he was crawling on the ground looking for his teeth!

"But he really is..."

Uncle Li's eyes were full of worry, his heart heavy. He was far from the only one who felt that way. Nearly the entire snack street had been "looked after" by Guang Long.

Guang Long was indeed a Soul Grandmaster, but he was far more than merely a Soul Grandmaster expert. Otherwise, other powerful Soul Masters would have come long ago to punish his outrageous behavior.

Most importantly, his brother, Guang Biao, was an expert at the Eastsea City Mecha Association—a Level 62 Soul Emperor and a Purple-level Mecha Master!

Such a person was already among the very strongest in Eastsea City.

Especially since Guang Biao was not yet forty. He might even break through to become a Soul Saint and a Black-level Mecha Master in the future. Who could afford to provoke someone like that?

"At most, you're just Soul Masters. Don't go looking for trouble in front of me..."

"You talk too much."

Guang Long still wanted to say something, but Tang Luochuan no longer wanted to listen. He suddenly rose to his feet and charged at him.

He had come out to eat with Gu Yue, not to listen to this guy run his mouth.

"Oh?"

"That's quite brave."

Guang Long froze for a moment, then laughed heartily. His eyes were full of mockery. This kid was far too impulsive.

He was a mighty expert, after all.

Could a child possibly defeat him?

"You want to fight our boss?"

"You little brat..."

The two lackeys sneered as well. Two white Soul Rings gleamed beside them. He was only a child. If he could beat them, they would stand on their heads and eat...

"Pfft—"

Yet in the next moment, neither of them had any ability to resist Tang Luochuan's bare fists. After just one exchange, they were sent flying and violently coughed up blood.

"This..."

"No."

"How are you two so useless? You can't even beat one trash Soul Master."

Seeing the scene before him, Guang Long was instantly stunned and momentarily speechless.

He knew his two lackeys were not very strong, but had they actually become this weak?

If they could not even bully two children, how were they supposed to follow him in accomplishing the great task of collecting protection fees?

Or was this child simply too strong?

"..."

"Trash Soul Master..."

"Are you talking about our boss?"

Before Tang Luochuan could respond to that assessment, Wang Jinxi and the others could no longer hold back. Before their words had even faded, yellow Soul Rings appeared around them all at once.

"..."

Guang Long fell silent.

He lowered his head to look at his own white-and-yellow combination, then looked at the group's yellow-and-yellow combinations. For a moment, he wanted to speak but could not.

That made him look pretty useless.

"This is a group of..."

"Genius youths!"

Not just Guang Long—even the snack street vendors could not help widening their eyes when they saw the group's strength.

"Good heavens..."

"They're all Soul Grandmasters!"

Uncle Li was stunned as well.

Kids these days...

Were they all this accomplished?

"I admit it, I took my joke a little too far just now. Hahahaha. How about this? As long as Old Lizi pays me the protection fee in full before tomorrow, I'll pretend none of this happened."

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Guang Long withdrew his arrogance and laughed awkwardly.

That did not mean he was afraid. In Guang Long's dictionary, there had never been the word "fear," because—

He could not read at all!

Still, he was not so stupid that he could not see these children were extraordinary. They possessed the strength of Soul Grandmasters at such a young age. What was that thing his brother always said...

Right, they were truly a bunch of heavenly dumplings.

As long as they did not touch his bottom line, he would not provoke these geniuses...

"You bald bastard, how can you be so shameless?"

"If you keep spouting nonsense here, we're really going to teach you some reason."

At that moment, Tang Wulin blinked. A Forging Hammer had appeared in his hand at some point as he spoke coldly.

He did not have two Soul Rings, but he did have a heart that believed in reason!

"Bald bastard..."

Hearing that, Guang Long's smiling face froze. He touched his completely hairless head, then revealed a ferocious expression.

What he hated most...

Was people making jokes about his hair!

"Fine, very fine!"

"You have successfully crossed my bottom line!"

"I admit that your talents are all quite remarkable, but if you think that means you can contend with your Grandpa Guang, you're still too green..."

"I am Eastsea City's number one Soul Grandmaster!"

Guang Long's face was filled with arrogance as he roared in fury.

He had broken through to Soul Grandmaster five years ago and was now a Level 28 Soul Grandmaster, one of the best in all of Eastsea City. Not to mention that his brother was the captain of the Mecha Brigade.

A mere child, how could he possibly...

"Iron Armored Dragon, possess me!"

Slap—

However, before everyone's eyes, Tang Luochuan stared directly at Guang Long and suddenly swung his hand, viciously slapping him across the face.

"You..."

"You dare slap half my face..."

Covering the half of his face that had been hit, Guang Long looked stunned. The Iron Armored Dragon's tail behind him even swayed, as though it had encountered something utterly unbelievable.

Then, faced with the immense pressure radiating from Tang Luochuan, his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

Fear.

It was fear originating from the Martial Soul Bloodline.

Slap—

"And now?"

Tang Luochuan slapped the other half of his face and asked kindly.

Now it was not just half his face anymore.

"You..."

"What kind of monster are you?"

Guang Long could not stop trembling. The fear transmitted by his Martial Soul made him unable to summon any fighting spirit, yet he still could not help asking.

"Before I answer that question."

"Apologize to Uncle Li."

Tang Luochuan shook his head and said coldly.

"..."

"Apologize to him?"

"Pah!"

"Even if I die, I'll never apologize to him..."

Hearing this, Guang Long instantly came to his senses. His face was full of displeasure. Who was he, and who was Old Lizi? Apologize? It was already generous enough that he was not collecting protection fees from him...

"Then."

"You can die."

Tang Luochuan could only nod. He casually grabbed this trash who could not even activate his Martial Soul and tossed him to Wulin.

"Wulin, do you remember what big brother said?"

"Since he refuses to reason, then we..."

"I remember! Beat him until he learns to reason!"

Tang Wulin smiled and nodded. The Reason Hammer in his hand had long been hungry for action.

"You brat, try touching me..."

"Ahhh, no, you really dare hit me..."

Watching Tang Wulin walk toward him with a hammer in hand, Guang Long's face was full of disbelief.

"Sorry."

"I'm going to start reasoning with you now."

Tang Wulin revealed a mysterious smile. Then came ten full minutes of suppression and beating.

"Stop hitting me, stop! My brother is Guang Biao..."

"I don't care whether he's Guang Fat or Guang Skinny."

"No, that's not it. He's Guang Biao, a Mecha Master expert..."

"Mecha Master?"

"Your brother's the only Mecha Master?"

"My dad's a Mecha repairman, so he's also a Mecha Master. My brother will become an amazing Mecha Master too, and our whole family will be Mecha Masters someday."

"Still acting tough!"

"In big brother's words..."

"I'll send you flying!"

P.S. This scene left a deep impression on me when I wrote it. I wonder whether any of you played a Dragon King Legend single-player game when you were younger. This scene was in it too, and Wulin even had a cool line: "Front line, leave it to me."

Sadly, I'm no longer that little kid from back then. Sigh.