Jin Potian scrambled to his feet and replied, "Yes, yes, yes! I'll arrange it right away. Rest assured, Your Excellency, I will definitely make sure you two are satisfied!"
He didn't even dare to raise his head, and crawled backward out of the secret room, not daring to look at Jin Wujiao as he passed by.
Only after stepping outside did he dare to collapse to the ground, panting heavily, his back soaked with cold sweat.
Three days later, in Jiangcheng's most extravagant KTV, the Nightscape was filled with deafening music mixed with the smell of smoke and alcohol. The dance floor was bustling with people, a scene of decadent revelry.
In a private room on the second floor, Zhao Yan sat with a cigarette dangling from his lips, legs crossed, a glass of scarlet liquor between his fingers, his eyes sweeping menacingly over the lyrics flashing on the screen.
His injuries had healed by about 70-80%, and his Great Grandmaster aura was more refined than ever before, but his face was still frighteningly pale.
"What are you dawdling for? Drink up!" Zhao Yan kicked Lin Yu on the sofa next to him, his tone still harsh.
Lin Yu leaned back on the sofa, toying with an empty wine glass in his hand. Hearing this, he glanced at him indifferently and said, "You drink it yourself. I'm not interested in this stuff."
"You don't have any, so why do you like coming to this place?"
Ignoring Zhao Yan's attempts to force him to drink, Lin Yu was curious why he wasn't properly recuperating from his injuries and instead went to a karaoke bar to look at beautiful women.
During these three days, Zhao Yan, while recuperating from his injuries, often dragged him to places like this, ostensibly to relax.
Lin Yu was too lazy to get involved, but he couldn't refuse him, so he had no choice but to come along.
"If you don't want your tongue, I can cut it off for you. I can use it to make wine." Upon hearing this, Zhao Yan's previously wandering eyes instantly turned sinister, and he had already picked up a small knife from the table.
"Tch." Lin Yu curled his lip, not afraid at all.
If Zhao Yan were to actually do something, he would never just talk the talk; he might not even utter a word before your tongue is already hanging out.
So what seems like a tough threat might actually be a sign that he's out of options.
Not seeing the scene he wanted, Zhao Yan angrily threw the fruit knife in his hand.
The fruit knife, propelled by terrifying force, was embedded in the distant wall in the blink of an eye.
However, in the noisy KTV, this scene went unnoticed by anyone.
It stems from extreme self-discipline, even in this romantic setting.
Lin Yu's internal energy and blood continued to circulate, and the profound mysteries of the "Primordial Unity Ki Technique" became increasingly apparent, resulting in a significant improvement in his physical strength compared to before.
After recovering from his injuries in the last battle, he was reborn from the ashes, as if he had broken through the Ren and Du meridians, progressing to a new level every day.
In just three days, he had already broken through to the Profound Understanding Realm.
With his cultivation level increased, Lin Yu finally felt more confident; he was no longer just an ordinary person.
Just then, the deafening music in the KTV abruptly stopped without warning.
The men and women swaying on the dance floor froze instantly, and the noisy laughter and chatter disappeared.
The room, filled with extravagant luxury, was suddenly enveloped in an eerie, deathly silence.
The DJ behind the bar looked bewildered and patted the mixing console, turning the knobs several times, but the speakers remained completely silent.
The DJs exchanged glances, as if asking if someone had unplugged the power.
What's going on?
"What a disappointment!"
Just as sporadic complaints began, a series of synchronized footsteps echoed from the doorway, each one striking a chord in everyone's hearts.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of men dressed in black tight-fitting clothes escorting two people as they walked in.
The leader was dressed in a moon-white robe, with sunken eyes, a pale face, and an eerie indifference about him.
Beside him stood a bald giant over two meters tall, his muscles bulging so much they seemed to burst through his clothes. He carried two massive axes, each as wide as a door panel, slung across his back. With each step he took, the floor seemed to tremble slightly.
Behind the two, Jin Potian and Feng Tao followed with their heads down. One had a missing arm, and the other was as pale as paper. They no longer resembled any of the martial arts school's senior members; they looked exactly like two lackeys.
Just then, the KTV owner appeared, greeting him with a fawning smile, "Sir, are you here for some entertainment? We've reserved the best room for you..."
He didn't recognize the two leaders, but he did recognize Jin Potian, a man with immense influence and connections in Jiangcheng and beyond.
Before he could finish speaking, he was shoved aside by the man in black next to the man in the white robe, staggering and bumping into the bar. He grimaced in pain but dared not utter a sound.
The man in white robes raised his eyes and swept them across the entire room. His gaze was light and casual, yet it carried a suffocating pressure.
He parted his thin lips slightly, his voice not loud, yet clearly carrying to every corner. "This place is reserved for me."
The owner hurriedly nodded and bowed, "Yes, yes, it's the whole place! All expenses tonight are negotiable."
"Shut up." The white-robed man raised his hand impatiently, and an invisible force surged through him, instantly throwing the boss to the ground, where he clutched his chest and vomited blood.
He paused, then slowly added, "Men, all of you get out. Women, stay."
These words caused an uproar in the audience.
Just as the hot-blooded young men were about to lash out, they were held back tightly by their companions, their eyes filled with terror.
The men dared not linger; they all lowered their heads and hurried toward the door.
The women were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they huddled in the corner, trembling, not daring to even cry out loud.
In the private room on the second floor, Zhao Yan was irritably tapping the table when he heard the noise downstairs, and his brows instantly furrowed.
He got up and walked to the glass window, looking down at the crowd. When he saw Jin Potian and Feng Tao behind the crowd, his scarlet eyes narrowed slightly.
"Hey, ran into an old acquaintance." The hoarse voice carried a hint of teasing.
When his gaze fell upon the white-robed man and the bald giant, a chill suddenly shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
It was an extreme warning stemming from the instincts of Great Grandmaster, as if the two people before him were not human, but two primordial beasts.
Even through the glass, he could feel the bottomless oppression.
"Damn it..." Zhao Yan cursed under his breath, his fingers trembling slightly as he held the cigarette.
"Where did these two bastards come from?"
Lin Yu also came over. He had just broken through to the Profound Understanding Realm, and his perception of auras was becoming increasingly acute.
Looking at the two people downstairs, his face darkened, and alarm bells rang in his mind. The strength of these two was far beyond what he and Zhao Yan could contend with.
Just then, the white-robed man downstairs seemed to sense something, and suddenly looked up towards the second floor.
That gaze was light and airy, yet it seemed to pierce through one-way glass, locking directly onto Zhao Yan in the private room.
A cold smile curled at the corner of the white-robed man's lips. His voice, mocking, rang out clearly. "Everyone else, you can leave. But... the one in that private room, stay."
"Master Jin, go up and meet your old acquaintances," the man in white instructed Jin Potian to lead the way.
Completely bewildered, Jin Potian didn't understand what this lord wanted to do, but after being a dog for three days, his body had already gotten used to it.
They obediently walked up to the second floor.