The mention of Lin Feng receiving a stone for ten million yuan made Zhao Tiancheng even more furious.
"Elder Luo, teach them a lesson!"
With Zhao Tiancheng's command, Luo Jiuxiao launched a palm strike towards Lin Feng's throat.
At that moment, Ah Kun, who was hiding in the shadows, saw this and immediately reported the matter to Shen Yunfei.
"Bastard, that scoundrel Zhao Tiancheng! I warned him not to ruin my plans, why doesn't he listen!"
Shen Yunfei was furious and ordered, "Keep an eye on him. If this brat isn't a match for Luo Jiuxiao, you don't need to ask me for instructions. Directly take action and eliminate Luo Jiuxiao!"
"If Zhao Tiancheng dares to obstruct, eliminate him too!"
Although Ah Kun was surprised by Shen Yunfei's terrifying murderous intent, he dared not disobey in any way.
He hung up the phone and quietly observed the unfolding situation.
To his surprise, facing Luo Jiuxiao's palm strike, Lin Feng dodged it with ease.
One had to know that although Luo Jiuxiao's strength was inferior to his, ordinary individuals could not withstand even a casual blow from Luo Jiuxiao.
As expected by his master, this brat has some skill!
It wasn't just Ah Kun who was surprised by Lin Feng's agility; Luo Jiuxiao was also taken aback.
"Good kid, it seems you're also a martial artist. But in front of me, you still stand no chance!"
Luo Jiuxiao sneered, and his calloused hand fiercely struck towards Lin Feng.
His palm strike was like a breaking bamboo, and the thick calluses seemed to be filled with destructive power. If an ordinary person were hit by Luo Jiuxiao's Iron Sand Palm, their bones would be shattered.
This time, Lin Feng did not choose to dodge. He wanted to test his strength after breaking through to the second level of Qi Condensation!
Thus, he clenched his right hand into a fist and met the palm strike head-on.
*Bang!*
Fist and palm collided, emitting a dull, thunderous sound.
Lin Feng remained unmoved, but Luo Jiuxiao, as if struck by a heavy iron hammer, was sent staggering back more than ten steps.
Even more terrifyingly, the calluses on his hand were shattered by Lin Feng's punch, and blood stained his entire palm.
"Elder Luo, what's going on? Aren't you skilled in Iron Sand Palm?"
Zhao Tiancheng, seeing Luo Jiuxiao in such a state, showed a hint of astonishment.
It was the first time he had seen Luo Jiuxiao so disheveled.
"Young Master Zhao, I was careless. I didn't use my Iron Shirt, which is why I was injured! I won't make that mistake again!"
Luo Jiuxiao was inwardly terrified and dared not hold back.
He exerted force with both fists, and his training clothes instantly shattered, revealing muscles like bronze skin and iron bones.
"Brat, die!"
Luo Jiuxiao roared, and with the combination of Iron Shirt and Iron Sand Palm, he unleashed a palm strike towards Lin Feng's face with a force that could destroy everything.
"You must be dreaming!"
Lin Feng sneered dismissively.
He pulled out a tissue with a "Bad Luck Charm" written on it from his pocket and shouted, "Go!"
Instantly, an invisible energy shot towards Luo Jiuxiao's body.
Luo Jiuxiao felt nothing and had no idea that such a thing as a Bad Luck Charm existed.
His destructive Iron Sand Palm was about to hit Lin Feng when, suddenly, he stepped into a small pit in the ground.
*Crack!*
Luo Jiuxiao suddenly disappeared.
Everyone focused their attention and saw that Luo Jiuxiao had stumbled into the pit, falling face-first into the dirt.
"Damn it, this hurts so much!"
Luo Jiuxiao had fallen hard. He struggled to get up, and before he could even regain his senses, a sparrow suddenly swooped down from the sky and crashed into him.
What was even more critical was that the sparrow was being chased by a hawk.
Coincidentally, the sparrow splattered and hit Luo Jiuxiao's face.
Immediately after, the diving hawk, unable to brake in time, grabbed the sparrow with its sharp talons and viciously clawed Luo Jiuxiao's face.
"Ah!"
A scream erupted.
Zhao Tiancheng couldn't bear to watch.
Luo Jiuxiao's face was covered in blood, and a large chunk of flesh had been torn from his face by the hawk's talons.
"How can this guy be so unlucky? Is he sure he wasn't hired by Zhao Tiancheng to be a comedian?"
Tang Pinliang was stunned.
Luo Jiuxiao was, after all, a martial arts master, yet before Lin Feng could even make a move, he had practically defeated himself!
Hong Lijue also found it baffling and dismissed it as a coincidence.
Only Lin Feng felt a surge of surprise and joy.
The Bad Luck Charm was effective; this was all the charm's doing.
It seemed that the other talismans in his mind were also potent.
"Elder Luo, what's wrong? Are you done for? Did you eat shit to be this unlucky?"
Zhao Tiancheng was furious.
He regretted bringing Luo Jiuxiao out today without checking the almanac; this old geezer was truly embarrassing!
"Young Master Zhao, I can't continue. The pain is too much, and I can't see anything!"
Luo Jiuxiao waved his hands repeatedly. His face was bleeding, and he couldn't even see the path clearly, let alone fight.
"Useless, what good are you to me!"
Zhao Tiancheng, enraged, threw the folding fan in his hand at Luo Jiuxiao.
Precisely hitting his mark, the fan struck Luo Jiuxiao on the forehead.
*Crack!*
Luo Jiuxiao lost his footing, stepped into the same pit again, and fell face-first, instantly losing consciousness.
Zhao Tiancheng was completely dumbfounded. Didn't Luo Jiuxiao know Iron Shirt?
How could throwing a fan knock him down? Was this some kind of cosmic joke?
Zhao Tiancheng didn't know what to say.
"Haha, Zhao Tiancheng, you're truly something! You knocked out your own supposed expert. Are you two in cahoots?"
Tang Pinliang couldn't help but burst into laughter.
What was happening before them was like a farce!
"You guys!"
Zhao Tiancheng's face turned red with anger, and he was unable to refute Tang Pinliang's taunt.
"A bunch of incompetents, why are you still standing there like fools? Retreat!"
Seeing that the situation was not in his favor, Zhao Tiancheng waved his hand, preparing to leave.
However, Lin Feng blocked Zhao Tiancheng's path: "The matter isn't resolved yet, and you want to leave?"
"Resolve what? I am the eldest young master of the Zhao family. Do you dare to hit me?"
Zhao Tiancheng sneered.
The next second, a crisp slap echoed.
Without thinking, Lin Feng fiercely slapped Zhao Tiancheng across the face.
This slap stunned Zhao Tiancheng completely.
He couldn't believe Lin Feng actually dared to hit him. It was the first time he had been slapped in his life!
It really hurt!
Zhao Tiancheng's face stung, tears almost falling, and he rubbed his burning cheek with all his might.
"Zhao Tiancheng, do you think I would easily let go of someone who wants to kill me?"
"Today, I don't care who you are. You have to leave your life with me!"
Killing intent flickered in Lin Feng's eyes, hinting at a hidden ruthlessness.
"Then, what will it take for you to let me go? I'll give you this Nine Dragon Bronze Ding, which cost me fifty million, as compensation, alright?"
Zhao Tiancheng was a bit cowardly. He could see that this adopted son of Lin Feng's, Lin Feng, truly had the guts to kill him.
Thus, Zhao Tiancheng, with a pang of pain, presented the bronze ding, which he had acquired at a high price, to Lin Feng.
"Zhao Tiancheng, do you think your life is only worth a ding? And a shoddy fake ding at that!"
Lin Feng snorted coldly and kicked the half-meter-tall bronze ding away.
*Clang!*
The bronze ding fell heavily to the ground and shattered with a loud noise.
The artificial patina on its surface instantly peeled off, revealing the true nature of the bronze ding!
"Young Master, this ding is indeed a fake. We were deceived!"
Zuo Changdao was stunned.
"No wonder you guys didn't compete with me for this ding back then. You already saw that there was something wrong with it!"
Zhao Tiancheng suddenly realized, and he was also shocked by Lin Feng's discerning eye.
After all, his strategist, Zuo Changdao, was renowned in the antique appraisal industry for his sharp vision and had almost never been fooled by a forgery!
Now, he had been outmatched by Lin Feng!
Realizing Lin Feng's terrifying ability, Zhao Tiancheng became even more submissive, gritting his teeth, "I own several chain restaurants. I'll give them all to you. Is that enough to buy my life?"
"Words are not enough. I want the restaurant transfer agreements now!"
Lin Feng stated forcefully.
Zhao Tiancheng had no choice but to transfer the restaurants to Lin Feng on the spot.
Lin Feng took the restaurant transfer documents and glanced at them. Zhao Tiancheng's chain restaurants were actually Longxiang Pavilion.
Longxiang Pavilion was rated as a three-Michelin-star restaurant in Qingcheng and was one of the few restaurants in the city with a Michelin rating.
Not only did it have a good reputation, but it was also a place frequently visited by many internet celebrities.
To put it simply, high-end restaurants like Longxiang Pavilion were essentially money-printing machines!