You Bully Me Too Much

Xu Feng's pupils contracted in an instant.

Is the Master of Xiaoyao Pavilion really this young?

Furthermore, his surname is Xu; could he have some connection to the Sun Moon Empire?

"Was it you who had someone use the aura of a Limit Douluo to force me out?" Xu Feng laughed out of extreme anger. "Kid, this is the Heaven Dou Empire, the territory of my Xuanming Sect. Even if we can't beat you, we can always ask the Body Sect for help."

Xu Yanli did not respond, merely turning slightly to the side and gesturing for him to enter.

Without sparing a glance for those behind him, he headed toward the reception hall.

"Sect Master Xu, come inside to talk. Discussing matters while standing outside is quite undignified," Xu Yanli said softly.

Xu Feng let out a cold snort and followed behind. Though his tongue remained sharp, he knew deep down that for a Limit Douluo, killing him would be no trouble at all.

The moment he stepped into the hall, Xu Feng instantly felt a terrifying aura locking onto him.

It was the same aura of the Limit Douluo he had sensed earlier.

Long Xiaoyao remained masked, standing quietly in the corner of the room like a statue.

Yet, it was precisely this silence that made cold sweat bead on Xu Feng's forehead and a chill run down his spine.

"Sit." Xu Yanli pointed to the chair opposite him.

Xu Feng hesitated for a moment before sitting down.

Although he was a Super Douluo, in the presence of a Limit Douluo, he was nothing more than a slightly sturdier ant.

All of his previous arrogance had vanished.

"Sect Master Xu, I invited you here for only one reason." Xu Yanli poured a cup of tea for Xu Feng himself. "Why did you reject our partnership?"

Xu Feng sneered, "Does it need a reason? Your Xiaoyao Pavilion is nothing but a merchant organization; what right do you have to cooperate with my Xuanming Sect? Our sect has been passed down for thousands of years—how could you upstarts possibly compare?"

Xu Yanli nodded, offering no rebuttal.

"Then, Sect Master Xu, are you aware that although my Xiaoyao Pavilion has only been established for six years, we now control the entire market for civilian Soul Tools across the original three empires?"

"And so what?"

"Then, Sect Master Xu, are you aware that behind my Xiaoyao Pavilion, there stands a Limit Douluo?"

Xu Feng's expression shifted slightly.

"What do you mean by that?"

Xu Yanli picked up his teacup and gently blew away the tea foam.

"I mean that the paper you tore up was not just a simple document." His tone remained gentle, but his eyes had turned cold. "You tore up the face of my Xiaoyao Pavilion, and the face of a Limit Douluo."

"Did you think you were merely rejecting a business deal?"

"Did you think you were simply upholding the dignity of the Xuanming Sect? Or did you believe your son's wager was nothing more than a child's game?"

Xu Yanli set down his cup and raised his gaze to look at Xu Feng.

Those eyes were perfectly calm, showing no fluctuation of emotion, yet they made Xu Feng feel an inexplicable sense of trepidation.

"Do you have any idea how many eyes are watching this matter?" Xu Yanli's voice was soft, yet every word was clear. "You rejected the partnership, and by tomorrow, the entire Tiantou City will know that the Xuanming Sect does not give face to the Xiaoyao Pavilion. By the day after, the entire Heaven Dou Empire will know. And after that, what will other factions think?"

"They will think that if the Xuanming Sect can disregard the Xiaoyao Pavilion, then so can they."

"They will think that the Xiaoyao Pavilion is nothing special—just a merchant group that can be bullied at will."

"They will target our partners, move against our industries, and treat the Xiaoyao Pavilion like a piece of fat meat to be carved up at will."

Xu Yanli stood up and walked to the window, turning his back to Xu Feng.

"Sect Master Xu, with that one act of tearing, you tore away the reputation my Xiaoyao Pavilion has built over six years, you tore away the livelihoods of countless people, and you tore away the face of me, Xu Yanli."

He turned around, the sunlight streaming in from the window beside him, casting his face in a mix of light and shadow.

Half of him was bathed in sunlight, while the other half was submerged in darkness.

"Tell me, how should this be resolved?"

Xu Feng's face turned ashen, but he could not utter a single word.

He realized he had made a fatal mistake.

He had assumed the Xiaoyao Pavilion was just an ordinary merchant organization; he had assumed Xu Yanli was just a talented youth; he had assumed this matter would at most offend an emerging faction while allowing him to show off the strength of his Xuanming Sect.

He had not expected that a Limit Douluo stood behind the Xiaoyao Pavilion.

And the presence of a Limit Douluo implied that many other Title Douluo were likely backing them as well; he had truly kicked a steel plate this time.

"What do you want?" Xu Feng asked through gritted teeth.

Xu Yanli sat back down in his chair, the coldness on his face vanishing, replaced by his usual gentle smile.

"It's very simple."

He held up three fingers.

"First, the Xuanming Sect must publicly apologize to the Xiaoyao Pavilion and admit your mistake."

"Second, the Xuanming Sect will formally establish a partnership with us, and from now on, the Xiaoyao Pavilion's industries within the Heaven Dou Empire will require the protection of the Xuanming Sect."

"Third..."

Xu Yanli paused, his gaze landing on the face of Xu Feng.

"Sect Master Xu will personally make a trip to the Body Sect to provide an introduction for me."

Xu Feng stood up abruptly: "You go too far!"

As soon as the words fell, the temperature in the room plummeted.

Long Xiaoyao's aura pressed down on Xu Feng like a physical weight, rendering him unable to move.

"Go too far?" Xu Yanli chuckled softly, "When Sect Master Xu was destroying things, why didn't you think about whether you were going too far?"

He stood up, walked over to Xu Feng, and looked up at this Titled Douluo.

"I will give you two choices."

"First, do as I say; the Xuanming Sect will continue to exist and develop, only with one additional partner."

"Second..."

Xu Yanli's voice was as light as a breeze, yet it made Xu Feng's entire body turn cold.

"I will find a different sect master who is willing to cooperate."

Xu Feng's pupils constricted sharply.

He understood.

This youth was not threatening him; he was stating a fact.

A Limit Douluo was fully capable of replacing a sect master, and if he were more radical, wiping out a sect might not be impossible.

"You... you dare?" Xu Feng's voice trembled.

Xu Yanli tilted his head, the smile on his face remaining gentle, yet it filled Xu Feng with unprecedented fear.

"Sect Master Xu, do you think I dare or not?"

Xu Yanli watched this sect master depart, slowly sat back down, and drained his tea in one gulp.

Long Xiaoyao spoke up from the side: "I will protect you until you become a Titled Douluo."

Xu Yanli raised an eyebrow, looking at Long Xiaoyao as he carefully observed his features.

Then, he suddenly chuckled, a flash of helplessness crossing his face, before he finally stood up and headed toward the back room.

"Teacher," Huo Yuhao couldn't help but ask, "aren't you afraid that Sect Master Xu will go back on his word?"

Xu Yanli withdrew his gaze and looked at his disciple.

"Go back on his word?" He chuckled softly, "He won't."

"Why?"

"Because he is a smart man." Xu Yanli leaned back into his chair and closed his eyes, "Smart men know that once certain choices are made, there is no room for regret."