Citywide Uproar!

No choice.

This guy was just too damn funny.

Not to mention that Lu Chen had already dealt with his entire family himself, wiping them all out.

Just the fact that, under these circumstances, this man still dared to threaten him showed what a brainless piece of trash he was.

Brainless idiots like this were truly rare these days.

"The young master of Rising Sun Martial Hall—I almost forgot. Your martial arts seem pretty decent."

A sharp gleam appeared in Lu Chen's eyes, as though he had spotted a priceless treasure. "Lu Chen, since you know Young Master Zhao's identity, hurry up and let me go! As long as you let me go, Young Master Zhao won't kill you. Let me go already..."

Wu Yue'e struggled repeatedly as he gripped her hair, terrified beyond measure.

"No! Even if he lets you go, I won't forgive him. Never! Unless he kneels before me and apologizes in person!"

Zhao Yuesheng immediately roared in fury.

"Lu Chen, why don't you kneel? He won't kill you..."

Wu Yue'e said fearfully.

"Idiot, die!"

Lu Chen laughed outright. Grabbing Wu Yue'e by the hair, he violently flung her toward the wall.

Wu Yue'e let out a terrified shriek. Her whole body flew out of control, hurled seven or eight meters away by Lu Chen. With a splat, she smashed viciously into the wall beside her. Even the solid wall was dented on impact.

Wu Yue'e was embedded directly in it, drenched in blood, impossible to pull free.

[You killed a disgusting scheming bitch, reducing the filth of the human world. Merit Points +3!]

That felt good!

Lu Chen let out a long breath, then pounced toward Zhao Yuesheng.

Zhao Yuesheng was terrified and immediately turned to flee.

He had already realized that Lu Chen was a madman!

Threats meant nothing to him!

Right in front of him, Lu Chen had even killed the woman he had taken a fancy to.

Today, he might very well die here!

Yet he had barely rushed a few steps before Lu Chen caught up in an instant, grabbed him by the hair, and dragged him straight back into the house.

"Spare me! Don't kill me! My father is from Rising Sun Martial Hall..."

"Your father is Zhao Hu. Of course I know that. If he weren't Zhao Hu, you'd already be dead. Young Master Zhao, your martial arts are pretty good. Why don't you recite them for me?"

Lu Chen said with a smile as he walked.

"What? You want my martial arts?"

Zhao Yuesheng screamed.

Slap!

Before his words had even faded, Lu Chen slapped Zhao Yuesheng across the face, sending blood spraying and teeth flying as he wailed in agony.

"If you dare say one more word of nonsense, I'll rip out your tongue!"

Lu Chen said icily.

"No, I'll recite them. I'll recite them..."

Zhao Yuesheng said in terror. Right at that moment!

"You bastards! Who the hell is shouting and screaming in our house? Fuck your mother, you've ruined my afternoon nap! Believe it or not, I'll have someone kill you!"

A stream of cursing suddenly rang out from the corridor.

A disheveled young man rushed out, carrying a stick and wearing a vicious expression.

It was none other.

Than Wu Tianli's only son, Wu Yinglong.

But the moment he rushed out, he shuddered violently, then quickly turned to leave. "Strange, why am I sleepwalking again? I didn't see anything..."

"Heh."

Lu Chen laughed again.

Every member of Wu Tianli's family was truly a talent, and they even spoke so pleasantly.

It was just too hilarious.

"Young Master Wu, your father is calling you."

Lu Chen suddenly charged toward Wu Yinglong and said with a grin.

"Nonsense! Why would my father call me? I didn't hear anything."

Wu Yinglong hurriedly sped up and fled.

But he had not gone more than a few steps before Lu Chen caught up in an instant and punched him in the back. With a bang, Wu Yinglong screamed and flew sideways, smashing viciously into a pile of ornamental rocks and blasting the entire pile apart.

[You successfully sent Wu Yinglong to meet his dear father, reuniting his family in joyous harmony. Merit Points +3]

Lu Chen ignored him and continued dragging Zhao Yuesheng into the room.

"Young Master Zhao, recite it quickly. I don't have much time. If you can't finish within half an incense stick, I'll send you to meet your little sweetheart!" Lu Chen stared at Zhao Yuesheng and said viciously.

After killing so freely today and causing such a huge commotion, the outside was likely already turned upside down.

The authorities could arrive at any moment.

He had to obtain the secret manual as quickly as possible.

That way, even if the authorities came, he would have enough confidence.

"Fine, I'll recite it. First is the Black Tiger Fist..."

Zhao Yuesheng's face was swollen like a pig's head. His lips trembled as he fearfully recited the martial arts he had mastered.

While Lu Chen forced Zhao Yuesheng to recite the secret manual.

Outside, chaos had indeed already erupted.

First, the matter at the Beggar's Den was discovered.

A large number of constables mobilized, and they quickly learned that the culprit had fled toward the east side of the city. He was also a youth.

The constables immediately rode at full gallop to the four gates, ordering them shut. They could not allow the culprit to escape, then swiftly rushed toward the eastern district.

Then there was the Giant Shark Gang.

When the Giant Shark Gang learned that their Beggar's Den hideout had been wiped out, they were alarmed. Gang Leader Chen Baisha personally led men to that Beggar's Den hideout, terrified that the Carefree Powder they had stockpiled there had been stolen.

But when they arrived, their chests hurt with rage, their eyes turned red, and they nearly went mad.

The Carefree Powder they had painstakingly stockpiled for so long had all been thrown into the cesspit, blending into the filth.

Looking at the countless pale maggots and the powder residue around the edge of the cesspit, Gang Leader Chen Baisha nearly lost his mind.

"Chase him!"

Chen Baisha roared.

They were even more eager than the authorities when it came to hunting the culprit.

It was as if they would not rest until they had torn that hateful culprit into ten thousand pieces. The entire city was in uproar.

"What happened?"

"Why are there so many constables, and people from the Giant Shark Gang too? What are they doing?"

"It looks like they're all rushing toward Wu Ji Porcelain Shop. Did something happen there?"

"What could happen to Wu the Skinflint? Did he beat another apprentice to death?"

"Heh, Wu the Skinflint is a notorious black-hearted merchant. Forget apprentices—even ordinary people buying porcelain from him get cheated out of a fortune."

"What choice do we have? There's only this one porcelain shop in the entire city. Old Zhang from West Street was such a good man, but he stole Wu the Skinflint's business, and before long he suddenly dropped dead. Don't tell me there was no hidden scheme behind it—I wouldn't believe that even if you beat me to death."

"Isn't that so? Wu the Skinflint has been black-hearted and ruthless for more than a day or two."...

Outside Rising Sun Martial Hall.

Zhao Hu was broad and powerfully built, his skin dark. Holding a large teapot, he watched a group of Giant Shark Gang members hurry past as though watching a juicy spectacle, his face full of curiosity.

Unable to hold back, he burst into laughter. "Old Shark, what's got you in such a rush? Don't tell me your son got killed?"

"Fuck your mother! Your son is the one who got killed!"

Chen Baisha had no time to deal with him and simply roared back.

But suddenly, as if remembering something, he halted and turned with a smile. "Zhao Hu, if I remember correctly, your son seems to have gone to Wu Ji Porcelain Shop too. Who knows, maybe your Zhao family will really have its line cut off."

He let out a strange laugh and continued sprinting toward Wu Ji Porcelain Shop.

That Lu Chen had so easily killed so many beggars meant his strength was definitely not low.

He was very likely a ranked martial artist.

The only question was, what rank?

"Bullshit!"

Zhao Hu flew into a rage.

But soon his brows furrowed. He could not understand why so many constables and Giant Shark Gang members were heading over there.

Before long, he stopped a constable captain he knew well and questioned him.

The moment he asked, his expression changed drastically.

"What? A madman has appeared and already killed dozens of people?"

"Yes. Someone saw him heading toward Wu Ji Porcelain Shop."

Constable Captain Guo Feng replied, then led his men away at a run.

"Wu Ji Porcelain Shop? Where's my son? Could he have gone there too?" Zhao Hu's heart jolted.