Revenge Doesn't Wait Overnight

Long Chen, who had been calmly drinking, suddenly felt his expression turn cold, veins bulging on the back of his hand.

The voice was familiar to Long Chen, extremely familiar, so much so that it filled him with murderous intent. Long Chen's sudden change alerted everyone.

"Brother Long, what's wrong?" Fatty Yu asked. Seeing the murderous look in Long Chen's eyes, he sobered up halfway.

"It's nothing. When that person comes up later, you all give him hell. Consider it an extra performance to celebrate Shi Feng," Long Chen said.

Upon hearing this, everyone knew Long Chen was looking for trouble. The alcohol surged through them. Now that they had the support of their families, they were eager to maintain a good relationship with Long Chen, so how could they miss such an opportunity?

"Brother Long, just watch," Skinny Monkey patted his chest and promised.

Just then, footsteps approached. The first to enter their view was a man in his early twenties, wearing a strange hat and sporting bushy, downturned eyebrows.

Long Chen didn't turn around, nor did he let A' Man turn around. The two of them stood with their backs to the man.

After the man came up, they saw a man with a grimace following behind him. He looked like the manager of this inn.

"Get them all out of here, or face the consequences," the man said arrogantly, not even glancing at Long Chen and the others.

Clearly, he meant for the manager to drive them out, as if personally doing so would lower his status.

"Oh, look! Does anyone see? Someone has a penis growing on his head," Skinny Monkey whispered to Fatty Yu.

Although he said it quietly, his voice was loud enough for everyone present to hear clearly.

Long Chen smiled slightly. The man was wearing a hat with a long, protruding part at the front. He hadn't noticed it before, but after Skinny Monkey mentioned it, it really did look very similar.

"Tch, what's the big fuss? His dad must have done too many bad things, and someone cursed him," Fatty Yu glanced at the man and said to Skinny Monkey with disdain.

"What do you mean?" Skinny Monkey asked, confused.

"You're so stupid. Didn't you hear someone curse like this: 'I curse you to have a son with a penis growing on his head'?"

"Ah, brother, your insight is profound. Hou has learned a valuable lesson," Skinny Monkey said with admiration.

The manager, who had followed them up, turned pale with fright when he saw everyone mocking the man. He quickly signaled to Shi Feng.

Unfortunately, Shi Feng, who had a slight acquaintance with the manager, ignored him as if he hadn't seen anything.

The man with the bushy eyebrows suddenly turned cold, looking at Fatty Yu coldly. "You dead pig, are you looking for death?"

Fatty Yu shook his head. "Brother, look at your bitter gourd face. Even if I couldn't tell fortunes, I'd know you either lost your dad or your mom. It's not very appropriate for you to come here to eat and drink at a time like this."

"Exactly, how unfilial!"

"A son like that is worse than being smeared on a wall."

"Stop talking. Can't you see he's trembling? If he has a seizure and foams at the mouth, how can we continue drinking?"

As the saying goes, collective strength is immense. Seeing Fatty Yu and Skinny Monkey engage in a back-and-forth, the others couldn't get a word in. Now that they finally had a chance, they had to contribute their own bit of effort.

"Courting death!"

The man let out a sharp roar, and a long whip appeared in his hand. The wind whistled, carrying a chilling killing intent as it lashed down at everyone, covering them all within its range.

Shi Feng had been ready. Seeing the man make a move, he, who had already gathered his strength, drew his saber and slashed out.

"Bang!"

The long saber clashed with the soft whip, emitting a loud explosion. Shi Feng suddenly felt a powerful force surge through him, sending him flying backward. He crashed directly into a pillar, shaking the entire inn.

A flush appeared on Shi Feng's face, a sign of internal injuries and surging blood. He had been injured in a single move.

"Die, lowly peasant!"

After the initial strike, the long whip, like a venomous dragon, instantly straightened out, becoming like a sharp sword aimed directly at Shi Feng's heart.

This move shocked everyone. They hadn't expected the man to be so ruthless; he was clearly trying to kill Shi Feng.

The long whip came too fast. Shi Feng couldn't dodge it. Just as he thought he was going to die...

"Slap!"

A large hand firmly grasped the long whip, as if someone had grabbed a viper by its seven-inch point, rendering it immobile.

"Brother Long!"

Everyone cheered. Long Chen stood in front of Shi Feng, his hand tightly gripping the long whip, like an emperor, coldly staring at the man.

"It's you?"

The man with the bushy eyebrows was startled when he saw Long Chen.

"Very good, you still remember me."

A cold smile appeared on Long Chen's face. He suddenly tightened his grip, and the man with the bushy eyebrows felt an immense force pull him uncontrollably towards Long Chen.

The man was slightly surprised. He hadn't expected Long Chen's strength to be so great that even he, a Blood Condensation First Heaven expert, couldn't resist.

A cold smile flickered across his lips. Using the force, he flew towards Long Chen, raising a leg and aiming directly for Long Chen's chest. His reaction was so fast it was dazzling, proving he was a true master.

Seeing him charge forward, Long Chen also kicked out. His speed wasn't fast, but it was just enough to meet the man's foot before it could reach Long Chen's chest, kicking him fiercely in the groin.

"Crack!"

The sound of something shattering made everyone present feel a chill in their crotch, their hairs standing on end.

"Ah!"

A scream echoed throughout the entire restaurant, sending chills down the spines of everyone who heard it.

Yet, even such a scream couldn't alleviate the pain the man with the bushy eyebrows was enduring.

"Bang!"

The man with bushy eyebrows slammed hard into a pillar, letting out a loud bang before being flung back. His pained face was already contorted as he rolled on the ground.

Due to his violent rolling, his hat suddenly fell off, and Fatty Yu and the others' expressions changed:

"Someone from the Great Xia Kingdom?"

As his hat fell, it revealed a very peculiar hairstyle, standing up like a twisted braid. No wonder his hat was so strange.

That hairstyle was precisely the symbol of the Great Xia Kingdom, though only those of noble status would wear their hair like that.

For a moment, everyone looked at each other, feeling as if they had caused a huge disaster today. The Great Xia and Phoenix Cry were friendly nations, and such behavior could affect diplomatic relations, a very serious crime.

Long Chen looked at the man with bushy eyebrows rolling on the ground, his own frustration easing slightly. He handed the whip to A' Man and said, "He whipped you once, now you whip him back."

"Hit someone? I... I dare not," A' Man said hesitantly.

Long Chen's face darkened. "Are you not listening to me anymore?"

"I... I'll hit him then."

Seeing Long Chen's darkened expression, A' Man was suddenly startled. In his entire life, he had only ever been on the receiving end of beatings; this was his first time hitting someone. Holding the whip, he hesitated for a long time, not daring to swing it.

"Hit!" Long Chen shouted. He needed A' Man to take that step, otherwise, he would only be bullied his entire life.

"Okay, I'll hit!"

A' Man took a deep breath and swung the whip towards the man.

"Ouch!"

A scream.

But the scream wasn't from the man with bushy eyebrows; it came from the person closest to A' Man.

"Brother A' Man, who are you trying to hit?" the person exclaimed, tears almost welling up as he rubbed his aching thigh.

A' Man blushed. He had never used a whip before; the thing was soft and he couldn't put any force into it. He missed the intended target and ended up hitting his neighbor instead.

Long Chen sighed. This kid needed more training.

"Continue."

As Long Chen finished speaking, with a whoosh, everyone scattered far away, running more than ten feet away. Only at that distance did they feel safe.

"Slap!"

This time, A' Man did much better, finding a bit of a knack for using the whip. However, that whip strike was still a good eight feet away from the man with bushy eyebrows.

The man with bushy eyebrows clutched his crotch tightly, his face already contorted in pain. He could hardly pay attention to A' Man's weak attack.

"Brother Long, this time it's definitely okay,"

Seeing Long Chen's displeased expression, A' Man quickly said, and then raised the whip to strike the man again.

Just then, a figure appeared in front of everyone. The person looked to be in his thirties, with a long scar across his face, and a very fierce expression.

"Stop!"

Seeing the man with bushy eyebrows on the ground and A' Man raising his whip, the newcomer was furious and shouted sternly.

"You tell me to stop, and I stop? Hit him!" Long Chen snorted coldly.

Seeing Long Chen's command, A' Man no longer hesitated and swung the whip at the man with bushy eyebrows again.

"You're courting death!"

Seeing A' Man still attacking, the newcomer was enraged. He moved his feet, and his body became a gust of wind as he lunged at A' Man.

"Scram!"

Long Chen took a step forward, blocking the newcomer, and threw a punch.

Seeing Long Chen block him, the newcomer's eyebrows shot up, and he also threw a punch.

"Boom!"

The two fists met with a loud bang, and energy shot outwards. But what shocked the scarred man was that his punch couldn't even push back this man who looked as thin and frail as a scholar.

"Slap!"

At this moment, A' Man's whip finally landed with a light sound. He had intended to hit the man with bushy eyebrows on the buttocks, but his aim was too poor, and he hit him directly in the face.

What's more, it just happened to strike his nose. Although A' Man didn't know how to use a whip, he still had some strength, and he directly cracked the man's nose, causing blood to flow profusely.

Seeing this, the scarred man's face turned ashen with rage. He roared, unleashing his full strength, intending to blast Long Chen away.

Seeing this, Long Chen no longer held back. The Wind Mansion Star beneath his feet trembled, and terrifying spiritual power surged out like a breached dam, unleashing his full strength.

"Crack!"

Their fists collided, but the terrifying power was too much for the floor tiles beneath them, which began to crack and spread like a spiderweb.

Shi Feng and the others' faces changed drastically. What kind of power was this? What was Long Chen's cultivation level? He was like a bottomless pit.

The scarred man's expression changed when he saw that Long Chen could still resist his power, killing intent surging in his eyes.

"Boom"

The man's blood aura erupted, almost visibly spreading like a bloody mist. The terrifying energy made the air heavy, and the surrounding people found it difficult to breathe.

"Blood Condensation Mid-stage?"

Everyone was horrified. Only a Blood Condensation Mid-stage expert could condense their blood aura to this extent.

In the martial arts world, each major realm is divided into nine minor realms, from one to nine heavens.

One to three heavens are early stage, four to six heavens are mid-stage, and seven to nine heavens are late stage. The scarred man before them, now unleashing his full power, was indeed a Blood Condensation Mid-stage expert.

"Boom"

With an explosion, Long Chen felt a surge of blood and qi, and was sent flying back over a zhang. His chest began to ache faintly.

Finally, I've hit my limit. I'm no match for this person yet, Long Chen thought, startled.

After sending Long Chen flying with a punch, the scarred man didn't hesitate and threw another punch.

"How dare you hit Brother Long!"

Suddenly, a roar like thunder split the air, making everyone's ears ring. A fist glowing with blood-red light, carrying surging power, smashed towards the scarred man.