Lei Hong's Frustration

Within a Flower House in a dark alley east of Silver Yuan City.

Lei Hong, disheveled from head to toe, burst in and headed straight for his Second Uncle, Lei Yuanba, who was indulging himself in pleasure.

Lei Yuanba's burly body was sunk into the bed, one scantily clad beauty in each arm. Hearing the commotion of Lei Hong barging in, displeasure instinctively flashed across his face; but when he took a closer look and saw Lei Hong's battered, injured state, his expression darkened.

"What happened?" Lei Yuanba asked sternly. "Weren't you going to meet a few old friends? How did you end up looking like a ghost?"

Lei Hong immediately recounted his encounter in indignation. Since he had fallen from the building early, he knew nothing of Cai Maoshi kneeling afterward. He still vastly underestimated Lu Feng's strength, believing him to be no more than someone who had just entered the Heaven Soul Realm, or perhaps someone who had used pills or a secret art to briefly gain the power to send him flying in that single instant.

Reading between the lines of Lei Hong's account, Lei Yuanba realized the matter was not so simple. Reluctantly dismissing the two prostitutes, he left the Flower House with Lei Hong.

"Second Uncle, this time, you must help me vent this anger and tear that brat into ten thousand pieces."

Lei Hong egged him on, then added lewdly, "Once that brat is dealt with, Shen Qiulan at his side will be yours, Second Uncle. That girl is breathtakingly beautiful—the finest beauty in all of Silver Yuan City."

"Oh?" Lei Yuanba licked his lips, his interest piqued. "Prettier than that Xu Family Girl you played with?"

Lei Hong's expression stiffened as he said resentfully, "Don't mention that bitch. She ran off with Shi