"Facing death, you have no fear. I admire you."
Manla pursued, speaking broken Dragon Country language to Chen Jiuyang, "Young man, stay where you are. I will ensure your death is painless."
"That is not the case," Chen Jiuyang looked at him calmly. "You are not my match. Seeing you reach the Yellow Realm through Muay Thai is no easy feat. I do not wish to kill you."
"As long as you do not aid the Wang and Zhong families in their wicked deeds, I can spare your life."
Manla's expression turned strange, then he scoffed, "Young man, you are dreaming in broad daylight."
Chen Jiuyang sighed, "If you insist on seeking your own demise, then do not blame me."
"Make your move."
"Buzz!"
Manla lunged at Chen Jiuyang with a swift kick, so fast it produced a sonic boom. This strike was enough to instantly shatter internal organs and cause death.
However, Manla did not see Chen Jiuyang die. The young man was still very much alive. The next moment, his eyes widened in shock and horror.
His knee strike had not only missed Chen Jiuyang but was blocked by an invisible force of qi. His face contorted in terror as he blurted out:
"External Qi Release! You are a Profound Realm Grandmaster!"
He could never have imagined that Chen Jiuyang, so young, would be a martial arts grandmaster who had entered the Profound Realm. It shattered his worldview.
He was only in his early twenties, wasn't he?
Chen Jiuyang blocked his attack with one hand, a smile gracing his lips. "Rest in peace."
Then, with his other hand, he lightly pointed at Manla's chest from a distance, releasing a wisp of true qi.
"Pfft!!!"
Manla instantly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning pale, but his eyes shone brightly. "For decades, I, Manla, have never witnessed a Profound Realm Grandmaster in action. The title of Grandmaster is truly well-deserved."
"Too powerful! I, Manla, have practiced martial arts my entire life and killed countless people, yet I cannot withstand even one move from a Grandmaster!"
"Esteemed Grandmaster, how about we strike a deal?"
Chen Jiuyang said, "Speak."
"I know I cannot survive. You deliberately lured me here because you don't want the Zhong and Wang families to know your strength." Manla's expression grew dimmer. "Please allow me to return and settle my affairs. In exchange, I will not reveal your identity."
Chen Jiuyang nodded. "Granted. You shall lead them to meet elsewhere."
"Grandmaster, you are truly benevolent!" Manla clasped his hands together, bowed slightly to Chen Jiuyang, and turned to leave.
This place was not far from Fengcheng Prison. If not for Wang Chongyun's impulsiveness today, believing that summoning Manla could resolve the issue, his father would have truly died at the hands of the Wang family today!
He had to transfer his father from prison to another location to ensure his safety!
This was also why Chen Jiuyang asked Manla to lure Wang Chongyun and Zhong Ali away.
Waiting at the prison entrance, Wang Chongyun received Manla's call and quickly drove away.
Little did they know that after they left Fengcheng Prison, Chen Jiuyang swaggered to the outside of the prison.
Chen Jiuyang visited his father, Chen Jianmin, in prison. "Dad, I have some good news for you."
Chen Jianmin chuckled, "What good news? Is it that I'll be holding my grandchild? You and Yating have grown up and become successful. My greatest wish as your father is to hold my grandchild."
Chen Jiuyang was silent for a moment. "I will try my best in this matter, but the good news I have isn't this."
"Then what other good news could there be?" Chen Jianmin asked, puzzled.
Chen Jiuyang said, "Dad, Investigator Ji, who is handling your case, has discovered that a year ago, the victim's family who testified against you received dirty money. The witnesses and evidence are all there. Dad! Your wrongful conviction can be cleared!"
Chen Jianmin's face became agitated. "Jiuyang, are you telling the truth?"
"Of course, it's true!" Chen Jiuyang replied. "It was Investigator Ji who notified me to come see you. By the time, she should be arriving soon."
Hope rekindled in Chen Jianmin's dim eyes. The man in his early fifties even had tears welling up.
Chen Jiuyang's nose also felt a bit sore. His family were all ordinary farmers. To overturn a wrongful conviction, how difficult was it?
As father and son were talking, Ji Lengyue arrived, and Chen Jianmin was taken away by the prison guards to complete the procedures.
Chen Jiuyang said, "Investigator Ji, thank you for your trouble."
Ji Lengyue replied, "The witnesses and evidence for this case are all present. Given the Wang family's power, they might have murdered your father. Transferring him to the custody of my Six Doors for separate detention is a reasonable and legal matter."
"But time is so urgent, and I still need to clean up the procedural issues later."
"I apologize for the trouble," Chen Jiuyang said with a grim expression. "But today they directly threatened my father's life to force me out, as you saw. My father's legs were broken in prison. If he stays any longer, his safety truly won't be guaranteed!"
Ji Lengyue understood Chen Jiuyang's feelings and patted his shoulder, sighing, "I understand how you feel. Just endure a little longer."
"Everything will be clear when the court accepts the case and the trial begins."
After Manla called his wife to explain his final wishes, he then called Wang Chongyun, asking him to meet him in the Fengcheng urban area, thus buying Chen Jiuyang sufficient time.
Wang Chongyun and Zhong Ali saw Manla sitting calmly by the roadside, waiting for them.
Wang Chongyun anxiously asked, "Master Manla, did you kill that little beast?"
Manla slowly shook his head, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his voice hoarse. "Mr. Wang, that young man had too many tricks. I failed to kill him; instead, he has made me unable to live. I called you here to give you a few instructions."
What?
Wang Chongyun's face turned pale. Master Manla was already the most formidable person his Wang family could hire. Master Manla couldn't even defeat that little beast and was instead killed by him?
Manla's voice grew weaker. "Mr. Wang, I owe you a favor, and I have repaid it. Furthermore, I have not completely resolved the hidden danger within you."
"If possible, reconcile with that young man. It would be beneficial for both of you."
"How can we reconcile! He has caused my family so much harm, I wish I could cut him into a thousand pieces!" Wang Chongyun roared with a ferocious expression. Manla, however, had already closed his eyes, his breath gone, unable to hear his words.
Zhong Ali said coldly, "Stop shouting. Manla is already dead."
Wang Chongyun immediately fell silent but was still extremely agitated. He couldn't help but say, "Mom, what should we do? This little beast is so powerful, and Tian'er has contracted a strange illness that cannot be cured. If this little beast attacks Tian'er at this time, our Wang family will be without an heir!"
"Why the panic?" Zhong Ali's expression was calm, and she said coldly, "Manla was, after all, just a dog of my Zhong family. Even his master was a dog of my Zhong family."
Wang Chongyun asked, "Mom, then what should we do? Should we ask someone from your Zhong mansion to intervene?"
"What do you think my Zhong family is? Does a mere little beast deserve to have my Zhong family's power mobilized?" Zhong Ali said with utter disdain and arrogance.
"This brat surnamed Chen, his strength isn't great, but he has many crooked methods. Manla's underestimation led to his death, he is simply not to be feared."
"Manla is dead, so let Manla's master come. His disciple is dead, and it is only right for him to seek revenge."
"The minor tricks you have on you will also be handled by Manla's master. As for Tian'er's strange illness, I will have someone from my Zhong family take a look."
Wang Chongyun's eyes lit up. "As expected, the older the ginger, the spicier it is."
"This brat surnamed Chen must die!"