I can't beat Zheng Juexiong, but I can't beat you?

Crash!

Outside the Wind and Moon Tower, the South Hall ruffians scattered as if granted a great amnesty, their foreheads already slick with cold sweat.

They looked at Fang Xuan, whose expression hadn't changed from beginning to end, then at the East Hall ruffians, who were all looking disappointed. They couldn't help but feel like cursing.

We're ruffians to make money, are you guys really trying to die?

"Brother Xuan, we'll go in with you!"

One Line Sky, Water Monkey, and the others spoke up.

"No need for so many people."

Fang Xuan shook his head, then beckoned to Chen Jingming, signaling him to come over.

"Brother Xuan?" Chen Jingming walked over and asked.

Fang Xuan lowered his voice: "Take some men into the city for me and do something. That Yuan Bo is getting a child late in life..."

A moment later.

"Chu Chong, Monkey, and Li Can, come up with me. The others wait below."

After saying that, Fang Xuan stepped into the Wind and Moon Tower.

The Wind and Moon Tower occupied a considerable area. A spiral staircase made of sandalwood led directly to the second floor.

Fang Xuan walked up the stairs step by step. He saw Yuan Bo, who was over sixty, sitting on a large chair with a grim expression. Beside him, Han Xian was staring intently at Fang Xuan, his gaze following Fang Xuan's movements.

"Yuan Bo is in such good spirits. At your age, instead of raising flowers and fish at home, you're still coming out to meddle in Jianghu affairs? Aren't you afraid of ruining your reputation in your later years?"

Fang Xuan said with a smile as he walked forward.

Bang!

Han Xian slammed the table heavily, stood up, and angrily said, "Fang, I'm warning you, just because others are afraid of you doesn't mean I am! When I started out in the Jianghu, you were still playing in the mud in the Bamboo Raft Houses. Don't show off in front of me!"

He stood in front of Fang Xuan, widening his eyes and glaring fiercely at him.

This seemed to be the posture all ruffians used to show how fierce they were.

Fang Xuan raised his head, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Han Xian, who was even taller than him and stood before him like a mountain.

The next moment.

Bang—!!!

A fierce gust of wind howled!

An incredibly vicious slap instantly backhanded Han Xian across the face, sending him flying backward and smashing through a series of tables and chairs!

"So disrespectful. Don't you know that juniors shouldn't interrupt when the Hall Master is speaking?"

Fang Xuan casually picked up the white coarse cloth from the round table, wiped the crimson blood from his hand, then lowered his head to look at Yuan Bo, whose face had turned ashen, and said with a smile:

"Yuan Bo, when you recruit people, at least recruit some with quality, right? Recruiting these dull-witted, crooked melons and cracked dates isn't just ruining your own reputation?"

"Fang Xuan!!!"

Behind the round table, Yuan Bo took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the anger in his heart, and said:

"A Xuan, we are all from the same gang, don't be too ruthless! This time Han Xian was in the wrong first, I'll have him apologize to you, why be so aggressive?"

Before Yuan Bo could finish his sentence.

"Apologize? Yuan Bo, have you been retired for too long and become senile?!"

Fang Xuan burst into laughter as if he had heard a hilarious joke.

The next moment, the smile on Fang Xuan's face slowly faded, and his tone became cold: "Yuan Bo, this time Han Xian brought people to my East City and raided hundreds of my establishments, losing at least five thousand taels. And you think an apology is enough? Are you sure you're not joking with me?"

"I, Fang Xuan, have always repaid kindness with kindness and enmity with enmity! I said, whoever extends their hand into the East Hall, I will chop off their hand! Chu Chong, Monkey, hold down this Mad Pig for me! Laosan, get me an axe!"

Han Xian was struck by Fang Xuan's slap, his head spinning, seeing stars, his brain feeling as if it had been hit by a giant hammer. Before he could react, he was forcefully pressed onto the table by Chu Chong and Water Monkey.

Li Laosan's throat bobbed. Hearing this, he shivered and quickly took an axe from his waist, handing it to Fang Xuan.

"Stop!!"

Yuan Bo's face turned ashen, and he roared in anger, suddenly reaching out to grab Fang Xuan.

If Han Xian were really to have his hand chopped off here in front of him by Fang Xuan, then he wouldn't need to stay in the Jianghu anymore!

Whoosh—!

The whistling wind was ear-piercing. With this grab, Yuan Bo's entire body's qi and blood surged, and a thin layer of gold appeared on the surface of his skin!

Fang Xuan suddenly turned his head, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

Zheng Juexiong was too strong, Xie Han was too weak!

He had long wanted to test his skills against someone to see what level he was at among Entry Realm Martial Artists!

And this Yuan Bo, who was once at the peak of the Skin Arhat Middle Stage, was undoubtedly the best test subject!

"Whale Sand!!!"

Fang Xuan let out a low, sinister laugh, and black Jiao Marks instantly appeared on his right hand. He punched towards Yuan Bo!

His entire body's qi and blood surged, as if there were flood dragons rolling within him, making a continuous roaring sound!

Behind him, a qi and blood phantom resembling a large whale leaping out of the sea seemed to appear.

Bang!!!

Fist and palm collided instantly, emitting a muffled sound like a clap of thunder.

Yuan Bo retreated three steps, each step causing the floorboards beneath his feet to crack. A mouthful of rebellious blood in his chest could no longer be suppressed and instantly surged from his throat.

He first glanced at his right hand with shattered finger bones, then suddenly raised his head, looking at Fang Xuan with shock and anger.

This Fang Xuan... what terrifying power!

Besides...

That qi and blood phantom was clearly an anomaly that only appeared when the Whale Sand Palm was cultivated to the Great Perfection stage!

How could Fang Xuan have cultivated the Whale Sand Palm to such a profound level after only being in the gang for a few years?!

"Yuan Bo, you're just an old bag of bones, with one foot already in the grave. Just stay home and wait to die, don't try to be a hero!"

Fang Xuan withdrew his hand, looking at Yuan Bo with disdain.

Compared to Zheng Juexiong's fierce palm strike, this Yuan Bo's Charging Tiger Palm was unexpectedly weak and powerless.

The next moment.

Fang Xuan instantly grabbed the short axe and swung it fiercely towards Han Xian's hands, which were pinned on the table!

"No!!! Yuan Bo, save me!!" Han Xian completely panicked, his eyes wide, almost bulging out of their sockets, screaming in terror.

He had never expected Fang Xuan to be so decisive and ruthless!

He also hadn't expected Yuan Bo, who had been in the Entering Realm for decades, to be defeated in a single move by Fang Xuan, who was only eighteen!

Bang!

A cold light flashed, and blood splattered!

Han Xian's two hands were cleanly and neatly severed at the wrists by the axe!

The force of the axe was so great that it even split the heavy solid wood round table, which weighed a thousand catties, into two halves!

"Ah—!!!"

Han Xian's eyeballs bulged out, and he hunched over, letting out a painful scream and struggling violently.

Chu Chong and Water Monkey, who were holding Han Xian down, were shaken back.

Puff!

A young tea boy responsible for pouring tea suddenly drew a dagger from his waist and, in a flash of lightning, rushed to Han Xian's back, instantly plunging the knife in with force!

Han Xian, who was still struggling in pain, went limp and gradually lost his breath.

The young tea boy clapped his hands and looked up at Fang Xuan with a smile.

"Master Fang, the knife you gave me was too big and hard to use. Does it count if I used this small knife to stab him?"

All of this happened in a flash of lightning!

By the time Yuan Bo reacted, Han Xian had already gone limp on the ground, blood oozing from the wound on his back, forming a pool of blood.

"Fang Xuan!!!"

In an instant, Yuan Bo's eyes were about to split, enraged to the extreme.

PS:

Regarding the modification of the previous text 'Chapter 27: In this world, there are always people who don't know their place'

Modification content: The loss caused by the South Hall Ruffians to the East Hall has been changed from fifty thousand taels to three thousand taels.

When Old Zui wrote this part before, he did get a bit carried away and wrote it down casually, which wasn't very rigorous.

Later, after being reminded, I consulted a large amount of information, such as "History of Ming", "Treatise on Food and Money in the History of Song", "Continuation of the Comprehensive Mirror to Aid in Government", "Research on the Social Economy of the Song Dynasty", etc. There is too much information to go into detail here.

But let's just say that during the time of the Ten Complete Old Man in the Qing Dynasty, donating to become a Daotai required thirteen thousand one hundred and twenty taels of silver = spending 2.7 million could buy a fifth-rank official position.

From this, it can be seen how exaggerated a hundred thousand taels of silver is for the loss of some damaged restaurants and inns.

Furthermore, taking the Qing Dynasty as an example, even a corrupt prefect like the one in the saying "Three years as a clean prefect, a hundred thousand taels of silver" only accumulated that much.

And for one of the urban areas of a county town, let alone just smashing and looting, even rebuilding everything would probably not cost a hundred thousand taels of silver.

I hope all you talented people can overlook this and not dwell on it with a rough person like me, please.