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Outside the Huo Family Martial Arts School.

Inside a black business van.

Two members of the Folk Enthusiasts Association were staring at a surveillance camera feed.

"Man... isn't this just bullying? A guy who practices qi arts going up against ordinary people... getting thrown off the ring with several hundred pounds of force, that must hurt like hell!"

"Haha, there it is, there it is—the essence of the old jianghu: everybody rush him together... Oh damn, that guy got beaten so badly. Could that be the legendary heir-ending kick?"

A young man hugged his phone and giggled foolishly.

On the surveillance screen, after the middle-aged coach was kicked flying, the Huo Family Martial Arts School abandoned all pretense of martial virtue and sent several coaches in at once.

But the outcome...

Having ordinary people face a qi martial artist—one could easily imagine the result. It was an outright tragedy!

"Say, Old Guan, are we really just going to watch and not do anything? Look... so many students are recording videos."

After he was done laughing, the young man looked at the veteran employee beside him and asked.

Old Guan was smoking a cigarette. At that, he slowly exhaled a long plume of smoke. "In the past... if a player caused this kind of trouble, even if nobody died, he'd definitely be hauled in... But now, the word from above is to wait a little longer and watch a little more..."

"Hm?"

Though the Folk Enthusiasts Association was not part of the official system, the young man was still quite perceptive. His gaze immediately deepened. "Could it be... the wind from above is about to change?!"

"Yeah, that's probably it. After all, matters involving supernatural powers can't be kept hidden forever..." Old Guan continued puffing out clouds of smoke. "What this