After paying the entrance fee, Xu Yang entered Wu Family Fort. It was just as bustling as yesterday, entirely unaffected by what he had done, with stalls everywhere.
He spotted many of the spirit herbs needed to refine Spirit Origin Pills. Unfortunately, he had yet to learn how to refine them and could only gaze at them and sigh.
Still, he went over to ask about their prices and familiarize himself with the cost of the various herbs.
Before long, a voice caught Xu Yang's attention.
"That man was ten feet tall, with a waist eight feet around and muscles coiled like dragons. One look from a distance, and we knew things were bad..."
Xu Yang found the voice familiar. He squeezed into the crowd and, sure enough, saw the burly man who had bought his remaining Dragon-Tiger Great Golden Pills yesterday, animatedly describing what he had witnessed.
"Xie Jin from the Crouching Tiger Gang took just one punch from him. His arm snapped, his body nearly burst apart, and he died before he even hit the ground.
"Good thing my brothers and I were smart enough to keep our distance. Otherwise, we probably wouldn't have made it back.
"We thought he was some outsider who didn't know his place. Who knew he was a dragon crossing the river?"
As the burly man spoke, lingering fear surfaced on his face.
"But he's finished now. After offending the Crouching Tiger Gang, he won't dare bring his Dragon-Tiger Great Golden Pills out for sale again, no matter how good they are."
"If he could kill Xie Jin with a single punch, would he really be afraid of the Crouching Tiger Gang?" Xu Yang asked.
The burly man glanced at Xu Yang and laughed. "Youngsters really don't know anything. Yang Zheng, the Crouching