Grandmaster

Zuo Wugang was vomiting and gagging by the pool. He washed himself with jasmine-scented Imported Soap more than ten times, but he still felt the smell.

Tan Jinxiao left because Zuo Wugang refused to submit, so today's verbal fight was considered a failure. The two agreed to meet again tomorrow.

We've all eaten our fill today, how can we continue the competition if we want to?

This isn't just a matter of disgust; if Tan Jinxiao really wanted to kill him, a single spit of phlegm could suffocate Zuo Wugang.

Bai Shou Lian advised, "Master Zuo, don't get so worked up. Let's go talk to Seventh Master about what to do about this!"

Zuo Wugang sighed, "We signed the contract, and Seventh Master gave us the land deed and the house deed. Is it appropriate for us to go to Seventh Master now?"

Bai Shou Lian, "What other way is there?"

Zuo Wugang outside the house to inside, and then from inside the house to the kitchen.

Cao Zhida snorted and said to Zhen Jincheng, "See? Master Zuo is drawing circles again."

Even after all this time, Zuo Wugang's problem remains unchanged; he is unable to make decisions.

After thinking for a long time, Zuo Wugang gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go and apologize to Seventh Master. You guys stay home and watch the business."

Bai Shou Lian, "Master Zuo, I'll go with you."

"Don't go. It's not a good thing. Besides, our restaurant needs a chef." Zuo Wugang meant well. He was afraid that if Li Qi blamed him, the Bai Shou Lian would be implicated.

But the Bai Shou Lian felt that this was not Lao Zuo's fault. They really couldn't handle such a ruthless person, and they had to explain the situation to Seventh Master.

Li Banfeng was at the pharmacy, asking Juanzi about the overall layout of Three Heads Junction. He was planning to wander around further away. Qiu Zhiheng, Xiao Yeci, Lu Yuanxin, and others were also present.

Zuo Wugang saw Li Banfeng, he lowered his head, took out the knife from his body, and placed it on the table.

"Seventh Master, I'm useless. Something happened at the restaurant. How will you punish me?"

Li Banfeng frowned and said, "Put the knife away and talk properly."

Zuo Wugang lowered his head and said, "I've embarrassed myself. I encountered a tough guy who came to the restaurant to cause trouble. That guy is a thug, and I really couldn't handle him."

Qin Xiaopang stood up and said, "What kind of thug is he? I'll take care of him."

Zuo Wugang recounted the whole incident, repeatedly emphasizing how disgusting the process was.

Bai Shou Lian added a few words from the side, emphasizing that the opponent was a master.

Phlegm Cultivator, gold repair, Smiling Cultivator.

Little Fatty sat back down in his chair. "Seventh Brother, you should find someone else to deal with him. It's not really appropriate for me to go."

This person clearly restrained his Food Cultivator.

After listening, Li Banfeng nodded slightly. "Lao Zuo, don't worry, didn't you agree to fight again tomorrow? Try to beat him tomorrow."

After saying that, Li Banfeng led Juanzi and Xiao Yeci out the door.

Liang Wu sighed softly, "How many of them are there?"

After a moment's thought, the Liang Cai, "There should be three people, right?"

"How could there be three people? Seventh Young Master, Miss Xiao, Miss Juanzi, Mengzi, Xiao Shan, there are clearly five people in total."

"What if we went with them?"

"That's seven people."

Zuo Wugang couldn't count how many people there were, but he knew one thing: Li Qi had left him hanging.

That's even more pathetic.

"I'm going to find that Tan guy and fight him to the death!" Zuo Wugang gritted his teeth and said to Bai Shou Lian, "Brother, tomorrow you collect my body for me, and tell Seventh Master that I, Lao Zuo, have let him down!"

Zuo Wugang to leave when the people around him tried to stop him, but they couldn't.

"Lao Zuo, stop!" Qiu Zhiheng shouted, Zuo Wugang stopped.

"Chief Qiu." Zuo Wugang looked at Qiu Zhiheng. Having worked for the Lu Family for so many years, Qiu Zhiheng really knew how to handle him.

Qiu Zhiheng asked, "You signed a contract with Seventh Brother before, and you've also received the land deed and house deed. This business is yours now, right?"

Zuo Wugang lowered his head and remained silent. Bai Shou Lian explained, "We're all just here to watch the stall. I think this is still Seventh Master's business..."

Qiu Zhiheng frowned and said, "The business has already been handed over to you. Is it appropriate for you to come to Seventh Brother every time you run into trouble?"

Zuo Wugang remained silent, Bai Shou Lian laughed and said, "Chief Qiu, don't be angry. I've already signed the contract, so I also bear some responsibility for this. We didn't mean to upset Seventh Master; we've really run into a tough guy this time."

Qiu Zhiheng stood up and picked up his coat. "I'll go with you to take a look."

Seeing that Qiu Zhiheng was willing to help, Zuo Wugang saw some hope.

Qiu Zhiheng said to Lu Yuanxin, "Yuanxin, do you have time? Could you lend a hand?"

Lu Yuanxin quickly stood up. "Since Uncle Qiu has spoken, I will definitely follow his orders."

Qiu Zhiheng looked at the Street Scolding Woman and said, "Old lady, I need your help too."

The Street Scolding Woman said, "Helping you is easy, but this is not a good thing. I've never heard of anyone who has opened a business at Sanmen. If we have to fight head-on, I'm afraid we are no match for them."

Chi Liuhe said timidly, "Why don't we call Genzi back and have a head-on confrontation with him?"

Zuo Wugang asked with a long face, "So, are we still going to keep this restaurant in business?"

The Street Scolding Woman shook her head. "Seventh Brother doesn't call Genzi, it proves that Genzi has other things to do. Building an empire wasn't easy, so don't make things difficult for Seventh Brother with these trivial matters."

Qiu Zhiheng, dressed neatly, said, "Let's go to a restaurant first."

Zuo Wugang blushed and said, "I told them to clean it up, but the fight today was too fierce, I reckon there's still a bit of a smell in front of the door."

Qiu Zhiheng smiled and said, "No need to clean it. We'll clean it again tomorrow, right? The smell won't be any less."

Cao Ye went with Qiu Zhiheng to broaden his horizons. There were many exotic flowers and plants by the roadside, and Cao Ye stared at them with wide eyes.

"Brother Qiu, this is a good thing, very valuable!"

Lu Yuanxin was displeased. "This child has no manners. How dare she call him Brother Qiu?"

Qiu Zhiheng urged Cao Ye to hurry up. The Three Heads Junction in the road was bathed in dense sunlight. Li Banfeng only had one bottle of Snow Cream, which couldn't cover everyone. Qiu Zhiheng had his own protective methods, but the safest protection was to minimize outdoor activities as much as possible.

After taking a few steps, Cao Ye was attracted by another herb.

Lu Yuanxin lowered his voice and asked, "Uncle Qiu, does Aunt Bamboo know about this girl you brought out?"

Qiu Zhiheng frowned and said, "You idiot, what nonsense are you thinking? This girl is like my own child. I brought her here to learn some skills."

Lu Yuanxin smiled and said, "Uncle Qiu, there's no other way for you to cultivate in this sect. What can you do without your wife by your side?"

Qiu Zhiheng said, "I've reached the checkpoint. At this time, it's really not good for my wife to be by my side."

Lu Yuanxin was taken aback. "What pass? Uncle Qiu, are you heading up to the clouds?"

Qiu Zhiheng smiled without saying a word, while Lu Yuanxin followed behind him, constantly asking for his insights on cultivation.

When Qiu Zhiheng arrived at the restaurant, he smelled that aroma.

Lu Yuanxin wasn't too concerned. He found some insects on the ground, a kind of insect that seemed to really like the smell and was wriggling and crawling on the ground.

Qiu Zhiheng asked Lu Yuanxin, "How many of these insects are there?"

"There are many of these things, no matter where you are. There are always more of them than flies."

Qiu Zhiheng fell into deep thought.

Lu Yuanxin cautioned, "Uncle Qiu, don't expect to use these bugs to deal with Jin Xiu. Let me tell you, when have you ever seen bugs that can eat a whole latrine clean?"

Qiu Zhiheng shook his head and said, "We don't need to eat a clean latrine, we just need to eat a hole in it."

What does it mean to "eat a hole"?

Qiu Zhiheng said, "Only by eating a hole in the armor can you truly injure this person."

Once inside the restaurant, Qiu Zhiheng, Zuo Wugang, Lu Yuanxin, the Street Scolding Woman, and Bai Shou Lian reenacted their previous fierce battle.

The Street Scolding Woman said, "I think the most difficult one to deal with is not Jinzhizi, but that old phlegm. When that old bastard spits, he can trap people. If we want to fight him, it will be difficult for us to make a move."

Qiu Zhiheng shook his head slightly.

Bai Shou Lian, "I think the old lady is right."

Lu Yuanxin nodded in agreement. "What the old man said makes sense. I do have worms that can eat phlegm, but as I said before, you can't expect worms to eat all the phlegm."

Qiu Zhiheng shook his head again. "You haven't gotten to the point. I once heard a master say that if someone wants to cultivate three different Daoist schools, their cultivation level must be at the Cloud Realm. If a Cloud Realm expert were to go all out, Lao Zuo would probably already be dead."

The reason Lao Zuo has survived until now is because this master from the clouds follows the rules. That's the crux of the matter: why would a master from the clouds adhere to the rules of thugs? Is there some reason behind it?

The Street Scolding Woman was quite old. Although her cultivation level wasn't very high, she had seen a lot. "In my younger days, I also heard similar rumors. There were experts in the clouds who specialized in doing some despicable things. They couldn't help but do them. It seems that they were cultivating in this way."

Qiu Zhiheng nodded and said, "I've heard about this too. If Tan Jinxiao became a thug for the sake of cultivation, then we do have a chance of winning."

Gentlemen, I'm not the oldest among us, nor can I claim to be the most skilled. Having spent a few more years in the world, I'd like to take charge of things. What do you think?

"Okay!" everyone answered readily.

Qiu Zhiheng took out paper and pen. "Time is tight, so I won't explain some things. Just follow the plan. I've written down the key points here."

The next day at noon, Tan Jinxiao arrived, still pushing the same large cart with several burly men lying on it. He parked the cart at the entrance, and seeing that the restaurant was closed, Tan Jinxiao called out:

"A real man keeps his word, a hero's spit is a nail! We agreed to meet today, so give me a straight answer—whether it's a fight or peace. What's the meaning of hiding in your room like this?"

He really knew how to pick his time; he always chose to come when there were many passersby. Before long, onlookers gathered around, and Tan Jinxiao shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Look, gentlemen, my brothers have died from eating at this restaurant. These tough guys have collapsed right here. They have elderly parents and young children to support, dozens of families in total. They're left with no one to rely on."

I brought my brothers' bodies here to demand an explanation. I let them beat and kick me; I just want one answer: did this happen because of their family?

Give me a straight answer: whether you acknowledge the debt or not. Explain how much or how little compensation you're willing to pay. What's the point of hiding inside and refusing to come out?

I'm risking my life today, I refuse to believe I can't get justice! I'll show you what's what, I'll show you how easy it is to bully honest people, so watch closely.

Tan Jinxiao turned around and picked up the knife from the car.

This is going to involve bloodshed.

If Zuo Wugang were to come out now, he would have to gamble with Tan Jinxiao on knives. The two of them would stand still and each of them would slash the other once.

More and more onlookers gathered, all staring at the main entrance, waiting to see if the shopkeeper dared to come out.

Qiu Zhiheng stood on the second floor, looking out through the window crack, and said in a low voice, "He really is a cultivator; he's using this trick to gain popularity."

Zuo Wugang was taken aback. "What do you mean by gaining popularity?"

Qiu Zhiheng said, "This Tan Jinxiao is indeed a cultivator from the clouds. He should belong to the thug faction. There were quite a few thugs in Pro State in the early years, who gained popularity by watching the excitement."

These onlookers are driven by curiosity and have a considerable following. For a thug to gain this popularity, he needs to grasp two key points: first, he must be able to reason logically, and second, he must be ruthless enough to take action. If he can do both, he can improve his skills.

Zuo Wugang had never heard of such a thing before. "What if he can't justify his actions, or he can't bring himself to do it?"

"Then he will lose popularity and his cultivation will suffer. This kind of cultivation method is so strange. No wonder this guy is so particular about the rules."

Zuo Wugang became increasingly confused. "How can a thug's ramblings gain popularity? I heard Fifth Master say before that cultivators in the clouds gain popularity by relying on their territory, right?"

Qiu Zhiheng said, "There are hundreds and thousands of ways to gain popularity. Relying on local connections is just one type. Gangster methods are another, and even becoming a god is yet another."

But if you use these thuggish methods for a lifetime, it's difficult to switch to another path.

Zuo Wugang felt that Qiu Zhiheng was different from before. "Qiu, where did you learn all this? Did Lu Dongliang teach you?"

Qiu Zhiheng didn't speak. These things definitely weren't taught by Lu Dongliang. Lu Dongliang had to figure things out himself in the clouds, so how could he have so much to teach Qiu Zhiheng?

These things were taught to him by Xu Han. Qiu Zhiheng had given Old Xu a lot of help, so Old Xu naturally wouldn't treat him unfairly.

Tan Jinxiao brandished the knife, his voice growing louder. Zuo Wugang rolled up his sleeves. "I really don't believe that cultivators in the clouds aren't made of flesh and blood! As long as I make the first move, I can take him down with one strike!"

Qiu Zhiheng glared at Zuo Wugang: "What did I tell you? Things have to be done according to plan."

Zuo Wugang wrung his hands anxiously, saying, "I didn't say I was going to kill him right now. I just don't understand what's going on here."

"Then do you understand why you couldn't hurt him even after kicking him twenty times?"

Zuo Wugang shrugged. "My hand-to-hand combat might be lacking, but my weapon skills..."

Qiu Zhiheng said, "In the Gold Cultivation Technique, there is a move called Golden Helmet Silver Armor. He has a layer of golden armor on his body. Even if you strike him with your sword, you still can't hurt him. But if he strikes you with his sword, you will almost certainly die."

"Golden armor?" Zuo Wugang startled. "What is that armor made of?"

What do you think?

"Is that Jin Xiu's armor?" Zuo Wugang shuddered and rubbed the soles of his shoes hard on the ground.

Tan Jinxiao, brandishing a knife, shouted sternly, "If you don't come out today, I'll take this knife and go inside to take over the shop. This shop will be mine from now on, you guys are my witnesses! Anyone who disagrees, let's settle this with this knife!"

Thump!

An old woman suddenly collapsed in front of Tan Jinxiao.

Tan Jinxiao was taken aback.

The old woman clutched her stomach and cried out, "You damned beast, why did you cut me with a knife?"

"Hey, you can't just say things like that!" Tan Jinxiao said, looking at the old woman. "You suddenly lunged at me, and my knife was eight feet away from you. I didn't even touch you!"

Tan Jinxiao wasn't about to be taken advantage of. He was an expert at extorting people, and he wasn't going to let someone else extort him. He clearly stated that he hadn't touched the knife in his hand, and that meant he hadn't.

But everyone who was watching the commotion was focused on the restaurant and hadn't noticed the knife. Now, suddenly an old woman appeared, covered in blood. Nobody knew what had happened, and they just felt sorry for her.

Tan Jinxiao sensed that the public opinion was off and the winds were about to shift. If he was in the wrong, his cultivation would truly suffer a loss.

But he remained calm and reasoned with the old woman. "Grandma, let's talk this out. I have no grudge against you, why would I cut you?"

The old woman wouldn't reason with Tan Jinxiao. She turned to look at the car, grabbed a man inside, and cried, "My son, how could you leave your mother like this!"

"Son?" Tan Jinxiao was stunned. Everyone in the car was his subordinate. How did they become the old lady's son?

"Grandma, you've mistaken me for someone else. This is my brother!"

The old woman pointed at the man and said, "This is my son."

"He's really my brother!"

"This really is my son, you can ask him if you don't believe me!"

"I asked..."

You can't ask them anything, these men are pretending to be corpses, so you can't say anything even if you ask.

Let's not ask any more questions. Regardless of this old lady's background, let's just play along and keep going.

"Everyone, young and old, has seen it! My brother's mother is here! A white-haired woman burying her black-haired son! Zuo Wugang, you're a man who beat people up, so come out and take a look!"

The old woman cried, "You harmed my son, and you even hired a beast to kill me! May that beast die a horrible death!"

Tan Jinxiao lowered his head and said, "Grandma, let's make this clear. I wasn't hired by them."

"If you weren't hired by them, why are you carrying a knife?"

"I'm here with a knife to seek justice for you!"

"You were fighting for justice for me, so why did you attack me?"

"I already told you, I didn't cut you."

"Then who stabbed me with this knife?"

"How would I know..." Tan Jinxiao sensed something was wrong, and his words became increasingly incoherent.

Qiu Zhiheng Lu Yuanxin, "Release the first wave of insects."

Lu Yuanxin released the first wave of insects, which mainly consisted of flies and immature flies.

Flies flew onto Tan Jinxiao, but he ignored them. Even those who practiced Tan Jinxiao didn't care about flies, especially since the current situation was quite troublesome.

Qiu Zhiheng held up a portrait painting, had Lu Yuanxin mark it, and said to Zuo Wugang, "Lao Zuo, it's your turn. Remember, the back of the body, don't miss!"

"Don't worry, this is nothing to worry about, nothing will go wrong."

Zuo Wugang come downstairs when he called out, "Hey Tan, why are you bullying that old lady?"

Tan Jinxiao turned around and said, "This is my brother's mother. She's here to settle accounts with you today!"

Zuo Wugang asked, "Why did you kill your brother's mother?"

Tan Jinxiao angrily retorted, "Stop making trouble! I didn't kill this man!"

The old woman cried, "You're all in cahoots! You harmed my son, and now you want to harm me!"

Those watching the spectacle had their mouths agape, speechless, because the excitement was just too much to bear.

On the second floor of the restaurant, Lu Yuanxin said to Qiu Zhiheng, "Uncle Qiu, the insects have arrived."

Qiu Zhiheng's veins bulged, his pupils were bloodshot, and he stared intently at Tan Jinxiao.

Despite the distance between them, Qiu Zhiheng forcibly used his technique, and beads of blood trickled down from the corners of his eyes.

At such a distance, trying to use the Joy Cultivation Technique on Tan Jinxiao would be completely futile.

But if you use the Joy Cultivation Technique on insects, it really works.

A swarm of flies became excited and swarmed onto Tan Jinxiao's back, sucking vigorously.

The immature fly immediately grew thicker and clung to Tan Jinxiao's back, vigorously nibbling away.

Tan Jinxiao sensed something was wrong; his back was itchy. Just as he was about to check his golden armor, the Street Scolding Woman grabbed Tan Jinxiao: "You damned scoundrel, you beast deserving of a thousand cuts! You harmed my son and you harmed me! When you reach the Underworld, may you be boiled in oil for ten thousand years, never to be reincarnated!"

While Tan Jinxiao was still arguing, Lu Yuanxin whistled, Zuo Wugang stabbed Tan Jinxiao in the back of the heart.

The knife went in, and blood flowed out.

"Ouch!" Tan Jinxiao cried out, "What right do you have to lay a hand on me?"

Zuo Wugang said, "Didn't you say that you'd let me come out to gamble with knives? Whoever snorts loses. You just shouted, so you lost!"

Tan Jinxiao angrily said, "You attacked me without warning; that's breaking the rules."

Zuo Wugang said, "Everyone, young and old, listened carefully. You set the rules, and if you can't uphold them, who can you blame?"

The two were arguing when Qiu Zhiheng said to Lu Yuanxin, "Release the second wave of insects."

Lu Yuanxin released the second wave of insects. This time, they weren't flies; they were scorpions, highly venomous scorpions that Lu Yuanxin had carefully raised.

Qiu Zhiheng's veins bulged again as he unleashed his Joy Cultivation Technique on the scorpion.

Once the scorpion was caught in the technique, it scurried away with incredible speed.

They didn't rush towards Tan Jinxiao, but instead rushed towards the several burly men in the car.

The enraged scorpion tore and bit, even injecting itself with its needles. In less than a minute, the burly men couldn't withstand it.

The Street Scolding Woman was still there, crying, "My son, my son, how could you... how could you wake up?"

When the incident was exposed, the burly men scrambled to their feet from the vehicle and scattered in all directions.

The "corpses" have all escaped; this time, the deception has been completely exposed.

Tan Jinxiao nodded slightly. "Okay, I'll admit defeat."

Without saying another word, Tan Jinxiao left.

The onlookers gradually realized that Tan Jinxiao was in the wrong, and the longer he stayed, the more his cultivation would be lost.

The Street Scolding Woman, clutching her wounded stomach, cried out in anguish, "My son!"

Zuo Wugang helped the Street Scolding Woman up, saying, "Old lady, don't be sad. Go to my restaurant and rest for a while. I'll find a doctor to treat your injuries!"

Back at the restaurant, Zuo Wugang breathed a sigh of relief, "This matter is finally over. I should have stabbed him a few more times and made him suffer this blow. It was too good for him."

Qiu Zhiheng wiped the blood from the corner of his eye. "It's no use. Yun Shang is tough. Even if he gets slashed a few more times, he won't be seriously injured."

This isn't over yet. Thugs aren't so easy to deal with, and thugs in the clouds are even harder to handle. We've got a long way to go dealing with him!

Zuo Wugang sighed, "It's rare to see this kind of hoodlum in Green Water City anymore."

Qiu Zhiheng nodded. "Not only is it rare in Green Water City, but it's also rare in Pro State. Three Heads Junction is really different."

The group tidied up the restaurant, preparing for its opening the next day. Tangyuan rushed to the restaurant in a hurry. "Brother Qiu, something happened at the quarry. I just went to the pharmacy but couldn't find Seventh Master, so I had to come here to find you..."

Qiu Zhiheng asked, "Tell me what happened first?"

"Two police officers came to the quarry and insisted that we shut down."

Zuo Wugang said, "Don't rush, I'll go take a look."

Qiu Zhiheng stopped Zuo Wugang: "Aren't the You Tao at the quarry? What did she say?"

She said that since she was unfamiliar with the area, it would be better to let Seventh Master handle it.

Qiu Zhiheng's face darkened as he said, "Nonsense! You Tao has traveled the world and spent quite a bit of time by He 'He Family side. She's experienced a lot. How could two constables not be able to handle her at Three Heads Junction?"

Tangyuan didn't know how to explain, "Brother Qiu, You Tao said that the police in Three Heads Junction are a bit different."

"Since you know it's different, find different ways to deal with it. If all else fails, go all out. Only come to me when you're truly out of options!"

After seeing Tangyuan off, Chuanzi came again. "Master Qiu, the pawnshop in East Stone Village was robbed. A dozen or so thugs stole a lot of things, which came to a value of more than ten thousand silver dollars."

Zuo Wugang was about to go to the pawnshop, Qiu Zhiheng stopped him again, as the pawnshop was Chuanzi's own business.

"Go directly to Peep Eight Directions and Qin Tianjiu. Peep Eight Directions finding people, and Qin Tianjiu has experience in the Three Heroes Gate. They both know how to deal with robbers."

You must remember this: even though these two are on our side, their compensation can't be less than what they deserve.

After seeing Chuanzi off, Zuo Wugang said, "Chief Qiu, you're being a bit heartless. Seventh Master isn't here, and these people are coming to us begging for our help. We should at least go and see them."

"Look at you?" Qiu Zhiheng chuckled. "You can barely manage your own business, and you still have the energy to take care of others?"

"Why bother with this? We're all on the same side, and we're all here for Seventh Master."

"We're not here for Seventh Brother, we're here for our own benefit," Qiu Zhiheng said, standing on the second floor of the restaurant, looking into the distance. "Lao Zuo, do you know how difficult it was for the Three Heads Junction Lu Family to have a business in Three Heads Junction back then?"

"Seventh Brother has planted the trees, so we can come over and pick the fruit directly. If we can't hold onto the fruit, and we run into trouble and go to Seventh Brother, how can Seventh Brother manage his own affairs?"

Zuo Wugang wasn't unaware of the reasons, but having spent his entire life as a subordinate, he was always unsure about doing things on his own. "Chief Qiu, if we encounter something we really can't handle, we can't go to Seventh Master, can we?"

"If there are things we really can't handle, Seventh Brother will make arrangements. Let's be wary of Tan Jinxiao for now; he's not a good person to deal with."

The restaurant reopened, but after waiting for three days, Tan Jinxiao didn't show up. Instead, a middle-aged man arrived.

He was wearing a down jacket and looked like he was from Outer State, but he spoke with a Pro State accent, "May I ask which one of you is Master Qiu?"

Qiu Zhiheng nodded and asked, "May I ask who you are?"

The man said, "My name is Tang Changfa. Seventh Master said there are some thugs around here, so he sent me to lend a hand."

Qiu Zhiheng quickly Tang Changfa upstairs and asked Zuo Wugang to arrange for him to have food and lodging.

When asked about his identity during casual conversation, Tang Changfa refused to answer; when asked about his methods, Tang Changfa also refused to reveal them.

Qiu Zhiheng knew that one shouldn't casually inquire about cultivation levels and Daoist sects, but Tang Changfa wouldn't say anything. What would he do when Tan Jinxiao arrived?

He told Tang Changfa about Tan Jinxiao's general situation.

Tang Changfa thought for a moment, "This person is from the clouds, so I definitely can't beat him. But since he's a thug, he has to abide by the rules of thugs. I'm sure I can catch him. As for whether I can deal with him, that depends on your abilities."

What's the logic behind being able to capture something even if you can't beat it?

Two days later, Tan Jinxiao came again.

This time, he didn't bring a cart or any of his men; he brought a knife, intending to be ruthless.

"Zuo Wugang, you son of a bitch, get out here! Today your father's serious, let's stand here and fight with knives!"

Qiu Zhiheng knew he would come again and had made arrangements in advance. Unfortunately, business had just started to pick up today, and now all these customers had to be sent away.

Zuo Wugang was about to kick them out, Tang Changfa stopped him. "Why are you kicking them out? Let's do business properly!"

Before Zuo Wugang explain, Tang Changfa outside and walked straight to Tan Jinxiao: "You want to fight with knives?"

Tan Jinxiao looked at Tang Changfa, whom he had never seen before. "Who do you think you are? I'm looking for Zuo Wugang, who owns a restaurant. What does this have to do with you?"

Tang Changfa, "Never mind whether it's related or not, I'm just asking you, are you going to fight with your knives?"

A crowd gathered to watch, and Tan Jinxiao nodded. "You're Ba Chuang, right? Okay, I'll show you how it's done."

"Don't be a liar, I'll show you how it's done!" Tang Changfa picked up a knife, sliced off his own ear with a "plop," put it in his mouth, and chewed it up.

Throughout the entire process, Tang Changfa's face remained expressionless.

Glug!

Tang Changfa swallowed, and the onlookers shuddered.

After they finished eating the ears, Tang Changfa handed the knife to Tan Jinxiao: "Here, your turn!"

Tan Jinxiao shuddered, almost dropping the knife in his hand.

He'd been a hoodlum his whole life, and he'd seen this kind of thing before, but for some reason, he felt especially scared today!

"Whether you dare or not, come on!"

"Come on!" Tan Jinxiao grabbed his own ear with one hand and held a knife in the other, ready to make his move.

But his hands were trembling, and he couldn't hold the knife steady.

This Fool Cultivation Skill; Please Hit and Call Out.

Tan Jinxiao was tricked. In his eyes, Tang Changfa seemed to be tens of feet tall. He felt that he could do things that Tang Changfa could do!

But I can't do it; I just can't bring myself to do it. I'll lose popularity and my cultivation will suffer.

While Tan Jinxiao was still hesitating, Qiu Zhiheng walked past him without making a sound.

Cao Zhida, pretending to be a spectator in the crowd, led the group in shouting twice, "You don't dare, do you? If you don't dare, then kowtow to them and get lost."

Provoked by the crowd, Tan Jinxiao became conflicted, and veins throbbed on his forehead.

As Qiu Zhiheng walked past, he took the opportunity to use his Joy Cultivation Technique. Tan Jinxiao shuddered, his blood vessels burst, and he collapsed to the ground.

P. S.: He was just unlucky today, running into a master hoodlum.