Trouble Arrives

Lin family residence.

Lin Da Niu stroked a wooden box and said with emotion.

"This Golden Toad Muscle Tempering Art is our ancestor's proudest cultivation method. It can temper all 430 muscles in the body, but it's not complete. Without a skin grinding method, it cannot be cultivated directly."

"I originally planned to cultivate the Golden Toad Muscle Tempering Art after mastering skin grinding, but my legs were broken, and everything became futile."

Lin Da Niu looked at his crippled left leg, then handed the wooden box to Chu Feng with a flood of emotions.

A cultivation method that can temper all 430 muscles in the body is enough to serve as the foundational cultivation method for a small martial arts family!

The muscle tempering chapter of the Fang family's Tiger Demon Body Tempering Art only manages to temper 497 muscles.

Chu Feng opened the wooden box, revealing a package wrapped in oilcloth.

Unwrapping the oilcloth, a tattered thread-bound book appeared before his eyes. Judging by the curled and worn corners, this cultivation method had been frequently flipped through.

Chu Feng skimmed through it and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

The Savage Ox Muscle Tempering Art primarily tempers the muscles of the upper body, especially those above the waist.

The Golden Toad Muscle Tempering Art, however, is a perfect complement, tempering most of the muscles in the legs, which will definitely greatly enhance his strength!

Chu Feng immediately asked Lin Da Niu to find paper and a brush and began to copy it.

It took two hours, and after cross-referencing three times and finding no errors, Chu Feng bid farewell and left.

"Brother Lin, this muscle tempering cultivation method is incredibly precious. I've taken advantage of you this time. I work at Hongyun Restaurant. If you ever need anything, you can find me anytime, and I'll give it my all!"

Chu Feng left the twelve taels of silver he had obtained from looting corpses and departed.

After Zhao Er and the other were beaten, they rushed back to the Fang family.

He hurried to the resting area for the miscellaneous servants in the Fang family's kitchen and found a tall, burly servant, to whom he tearfully complained.

"Boss Hu, I might not be able to complete your task. A fierce person seems to know Lin Da Niu and beat us up without any explanation!"

He gritted his teeth while secretly observing the other person's expression.

"What a waste! You can't even handle such a small matter." Hu San Shan was very angry.

He immediately found three more household servants, and the six of them sneaked out the back door, then swaggered off to cause trouble for Lin Da Niu.

After leaving the manor, their initial caution turned into arrogance.

The surrounding commoners saw them and quickly dodged, as if they were plague gods.

Hu San Shan and the others saw this, and their lips curled upwards, feeling a strange sense of pleasure.

They were mere servants in the Fang family, but in the eyes of the common people of Yong'an City, they were important figures!

"Brother Hu, going out to procure supplies again?"

At this moment, a group of constables in official uniforms saw Hu San Shan and proactively greeted him with a smile.

"Is that Captain Xu? Are you on patrol?"

"Alas, lately, many refugees from the north have been sneaking into the city and causing trouble. The City Lord has ordered us to strengthen our patrols..."

Hu San Shan nodded and said, "My brothers are busy. I have some matters to attend to. We'll have a drink together when we have time."

"How can we trouble you, Brother Hu? Tomorrow at Hongyun Restaurant, I'll treat!" Captain Xu replied with a smile.

"Alright, it's a deal..." Hu San Shan finished speaking and led his group away.

After they left, the young shopkeeper said, "Brother Xu, we eat from the government. Do we need to pay attention to these servants?"

Captain Xu smiled meaningfully, "A prime minister's gatekeeper is a seventh-rank official. In Yong'an City, the Fang family is much more powerful than a prime minister!"

Chu Feng left the Lin family's small courtyard and looked up to see a group of people swaggering towards him on the street.

The surrounding commoners were all dodging.

One of them, walking with his legs clamped like a duck, was instantly recognized by Chu Feng as the household servant whose testicles had been hit.

"Brother Hu, it's really not that we didn't do our job well. That guy was too insidious. My balls still hurt..." Zhao Er said aggrievedly, walking with his legs clamped.

"What a waste, needing me to personally deal with such a small matter..."

"Cough, cough..." Before he could finish speaking, Hu San Shan couldn't help but cough a few times.

This was a lingering ailment from when he was used as a "meat shield." His heart and lungs were injured, and he would cough whenever he got angry.

"If it weren't for Lin Da Niu hiding his methods, I wouldn't have this lingering illness. My heart and lungs feel like they're being stabbed by a knife every day..."

Hu San Shan rubbed his aching heart and lungs, filled with resentment.

He and Lin Da Niu had both been sparring slaves before being assigned as kitchen servants.

Once, after drinking, Hu San Shan accidentally learned that Lin Da Niu had worn three layers of pigskin for protection during sparring, which was why he hadn't developed any lingering injuries.

Hu San Shan immediately held a grudge.

If Lin Da Niu had told him about this method back then, he wouldn't have this lingering illness.

Although Hu San Shan harbored resentment, Lin Da Niu's martial arts realm was slightly higher, and he had a good friend. The two were often together, so he couldn't find a good way to retaliate for a while.

It wasn't until a few days ago that Hu Han San learned Chu Feng had defected from the Fang Manor.

He finally found an excuse and immediately reported Lin Da Niu to the Fang Family's head steward, claiming Lin Da Niu was close to Chu Feng.

He said Lin Da Niu knew Chu Feng had intentions of defecting but didn't report it.

Afterward, the Fang Family's head steward broke one of Lin Da Niu's legs to intimidate the servants in the manor and expelled him from the Fang Family.

Hu San Shan, who was rewarded for his report, received a bottle of Body Tempering Potion from the head steward and successfully broke through to the Late Skin Grinding Stage.

However, Hu San Shan's resentment did not subside.

He specifically found out Lin Da Niu's address and went to cause trouble every day.

A few days ago, after losing all his possessions in a gambling den, he decided to sell Lin Da Niu's sister to a brothel for money.

This led to Zhao Er and others kidnapping Lin Qiao Er.

"These people must die, otherwise Lin Da Niu won't be able to live peacefully!"

Chu Feng watched Hu San Shan and his group approach aggressively, making up his mind.

He calmly walked to a corner, sensed no one was around, and then tensed all his muscles.

Chu Feng's figure suddenly changed. His previously emaciated, skin-and-bones body immediately swelled up.

His loose-fitting clothes instantly became tight, and his gaunt face transformed into one full of brute muscle.

Chu Feng walked out from the corner and brushed past Hu San Shan and his group.

At this moment, his body was like a door panel, occupying most of the narrow alley, exuding an oppressive aura as he walked.

"Hey! How are you walking?" Zhao Er stumbled and shouted angrily.

Chu Feng stopped, his expression calm, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Shut up!"

Hu San Shan's eyes were solemn. This person's gaze was fierce, and his physique was robust; he was definitely not to be trifled with.

They were here to cause trouble for Lin Da Niu and didn't want any unnecessary complications.

"Good sir, my friend just has a foul mouth. Please don't take it to heart."

Zhao Er felt indignant but didn't dare to say more, only grumbling inwardly.

Their group consisted of six people, all wearing Fang Family household servant uniforms. Why were they being so deferential to a stranger?

Chu Feng's expression remained unchanged, but he was inwardly disappointed.

He wanted to find trouble, but these people were too cowardly!

Without further ado, he directly shouted, "Halt! You scoundrels dare to insult me?"

"Die!"

Chu Feng suddenly attacked, swinging his large, fan-like hand towards Zhao Er.

Zhao Er never expected the other party to attack so suddenly, especially when they had so many people.

Unable to dodge, he was slammed against the wall like a tattered rag, falling unconscious on the spot, his fate unknown.

"A Muscle Tempering martial artist?" Hu San Shan's face changed dramatically.

The man before him had a burly, oppressive physique and a fierce face, like a peerless ferocious god descending.

"Good sir, please don't be angry. We are household servants of the Fang Family..."

Hu San Shan, being only at the Late Skin Grinding Stage, dared not offend such a ferocious god and could only mention the Fang Family, hoping the other party would show some fear.

"You dare to threaten me? I'll beat you all to death!"

Chu Feng's arm muscles surged, unleashing immense strength accompanied by a whistling wind, creating an unparalleled sense of pressure.

Hu San Shan blocked with both arms, but the terrifying power was like a cannonball; he couldn't block it at all.

The moment they made contact, his arms let out a crack, and he was sent flying like a ball, crashing heavily against the wall.

"Bang!"

Hu Han San struggled to stand up, feeling a burning pain all over his body.

He raised his hands, his arms twisted at an unnatural angle, unable to even clench his fists.

He exclaimed in shock and anger, "Who are you? What grudge do we have?"