Zeng Biao, who was already arrogant and overbearing, relying on the backing of Master Fo, did not even put figures like Hong Shisan and Pan Wuzong, who were also well-known in the Suzhou underworld, in his eyes.
Upon hearing Xiao Yunlong's questioning, Zeng Biao was immediately furious, gritting his teeth and shouting, "You good-for-nothing, are you talking to me like this..."
However, before Zeng Biao could finish his words, Xiao Yunlong kicked him flying.
"Go back and tell your Master Fo to get ready. Say that I'll be coming to find him later!" Xiao Yunlong said coldly.
"Damn it, you kid are looking for death!"
Zeng Biao, with his burly physique and fierce expression, sprang up from the ground, raised his cleaver, and directly chopped down towards Xiao Yunlong's head.
If this blow landed, his head would likely be split open on the spot.
Xiao Yunlong stood his ground, unmoving, not even glancing at the attacker.
Seeing the gleaming cleaver about to fall, Liu Ruyan was so anxious she was about to cry out.
However, at this moment, Xiao Yunlong raised his right index and middle fingers, and with them, he firmly caught the cleaver.
No matter how Zeng Biao struggled and pulled, he could not free his blade from the opponent's fingers, as if the knife had taken root with Xiao Yunlong's right index and middle fingers.
"You trash, daring to act presumptuously in front of me, truly don't know your place!"
Xiao Yunlong sneered, and his two fingers suddenly exerted force. With a crisp sound, the cleaver snapped.
Xiao Yunlong smoothly took the broken half of the handle and, with lightning speed, slashed. Zeng Biao's right hand, which held the cleaver, was severed and fell to the ground.
"Ah..." Only then did Zeng Biao react, howling in pain as he fell backward.
"Get lost immediately and go tell that Master Fo to get ready!" Xiao Yunlong shouted coldly.
At this point, Zeng Biao no longer dared to be arrogant. He was not stupid and already knew that the short-haired young man in front of him was not to be trifled with.
Soon, the dozens of thugs brought by Zeng Biao fled in a panic like a receding tide.
Hong Shisan stepped forward, sighing, "Mr. Xiao, this might be difficult to handle. Zeng Biao is a capable subordinate of Master Fo. If it were the previous incident with that minor henchman, we could mediate. But now, it's truly problematic."
Pan Wuzong also said, "Yes, that Master Fo is extremely protective of his own. This matter today might not be easily resolved."
Xiao Yun waved his hand, "Do you all know where that Master Fo lives?"
"We naturally know, but Mr. Xiao..." Hong Shisan looked worried and hesitant.
"Then stop the nonsense and lead the way quickly!" Xiao Yunlong interrupted impatiently.
As the overlord of the underworld in Suzhou, Hong Shisan and Pan Wuzong dared not provoke Master Fo easily. However, in the eyes of Xiao Yunlong, the Northern King of the Dragon Country, they were insignificant.
"Ruyan, let's go!" Xiao Yunlong said, holding Liu Ruyan's hand as they got into the car. As for the Luo family, he was too lazy to bother with them any further at this moment.
"Brother Hong Shisan, what should we do now?" Pan Wuzong asked in a low voice.
"What else can we do? It's come to this, we can only lead the way. Let's hope Mr. Xiao can handle that Master Fo, otherwise, we might both be implicated today."
Hong Shisan sighed, shook his head helplessly, and got into the car. Then, leading the way, several cars quickly sped away.
The Luo family members only began to recover at this point. Mother Luo asked, "Daughter, tell me the truth, what is the background of that young man surnamed Xiao?"
Luo Liping replied, "I'm not too sure either. I only know that he seems to be the live-in son-in-law of the Liu family."
"Live-in son-in-law? You mean the family of your classmate surnamed Liu? What a shame. Such a handsome and talented man, willing to be a live-in son-in-law. Liping, what have you been doing? You're classmates with that girl surnamed Liu, why did she find such a good man, and you're still single!" Mother Luo snorted.
Luo Liping rolled her eyes, "Can you blame me for this? Look at my conditions, look at our family's conditions!"
Mother Luo immediately became displeased, "What do you mean by that? Are you looking down on this family? You're about to graduate from college, your wings are getting strong, aren't they?"
Father Luo then curled his lips and said, "That young man surnamed Xiao is indeed excellent. Liping, if you could snatch him away, that would be great. This boy fits my taste perfectly and is qualified to be my son-in-law."
"You can forget it!" Luo Liping rolled her eyes directly.
"What do you mean forget it? I'm telling you the truth. At most, we won't let him be a live-in son-in-law!" Father Luo said as if it were natural.
"..." Luo Liping turned and left, too lazy to bother with them.
Meanwhile, Zeng Biao, without even bothering to go to the hospital to have his arm reattached, went to find Master Fo immediately.
As the local emperor, Master Fo's manor, although not in the city center, could be described as opulent. It was even more grand and imposing than the Liu family manor.
The two stone lions at the main gate and the eight stone pillars alone were enough to show the grandeur of the estate.
Zeng Biao drove directly into the manor through a side gate. It was afternoon, and Master Fo was resting in a rattan chair under a pavilion in the courtyard. Two young and beautiful maids were carefully attending to him, occasionally feeding him peeled grapes.
Master Fo was short and stout, with a bald head and a round belly, looking no different from the local rich landlords of the last century.
The entire manor was very quiet, but beneath this quietness, rows of guards patrolled intermittently. Not far from Master Fo, two middle-aged men stood like javelins, their posture upright and their gazes sharp.
If one didn't look carefully, these two men seemed to blend into the surrounding environment, making them almost impossible to spot.
These two were Master Fo's top two guardian experts, who had been Grandmasters of Huajin ten years ago!
"It's bad, Master Fo, something big has happened!"
Suddenly, Zeng Biao, clutching his severed arm, stumbled in, shouting as he ran.
Master Fo merely opened his eyes slightly, then closed them again, not getting up. His fat, round body was completely buried in the lounge chair.
"Zeng Biao, you should know very well that I have a rule. I usually don't allow people to disturb me during my nap. Are you looking for death!" Master Fo snorted faintly.
Zeng Biao immediately knelt on the ground and shouted, "Master Fo, please spare me. I naturally know your rules, but today, your subordinate encountered a tough opponent and even had his hand cut off. Moreover, that person said he would come to settle accounts with you immediately. Your subordinate had no choice!"
Hearing this, Master Fo's eyes snapped open, but he still didn't get up. He chuckled faintly, "What did you say? That person not only cut off your hand but also threatened to come to my doorstep to cause trouble?"
"Yes, Master Fo. That person is a master, an absolute master. He only used two fingers to clamp my cleaver, and with a slight twist, he broke the blade. I didn't even have time to react before he cut off my hand. Ouch..."
As Zeng Biao spoke, he couldn't help but let out a pained cry. In fact, he had to exaggerate his opponent's abilities infinitely to cover his own incompetence and thus avoid punishment from Master Fo.
"By the way, Master Fo, that kid seemed to be very familiar with Hong Shisan and Pan Wuzong. Even Hong Shisan said that the kid was no ordinary person."
Hearing this, Master Fo finally slowly got up and pondered, "Hong Shisan is quite a figure in the Suzhou underworld. If even he says the other party is not ordinary, then this person must be extraordinary."
"In that case, I'll let you off this time. Go and get your wound treated quickly!" Master Fo waved his hand.
"Thank you, Master Fo. Oh, Master Fo, it was this knife. That kid just used two fingers to lightly clamp it and broke the knife!"
Zeng Biao placed the two broken pieces of the knife down and then quickly turned to leave. He had to get his severed arm reattached as soon as possible, otherwise, he would be a one-armed man for the rest of his life.
Master Fo looked at the two broken pieces of the knife on the ground and raised his eyebrows, asking, "What do you two gentlemen think? Breaking a steel knife with just two fingers, can you two do it?"
As his voice fell, the tall, thin middle-aged man with a mustache on the left, standing like a javelin, chuckled, "Master Fo, you underestimate us too much. Breaking a steel knife with just two fingers, what's so difficult about that!"
As his voice faded, this middle-aged man with a mustache picked up a pebble from the ground and flicked it with his finger.
With a "whoosh," the pebble shot through the air, piercing the wooden pillar of the pavilion next to Master Fo.
"Master Fo, how does this compare to breaking a steel knife with two fingers?" the middle-aged man with a mustache asked, his hands behind his back, his demeanor full of pride.
Master Fo looked at the small hole pierced through the wooden pillar, his eyes narrowed as he smiled, "Not bad, not bad. You two masters are indeed extraordinary. With you two as my guards, I can rest easy in Suzhou!"
The other middle-aged man with a hooked nose and a long gown sneered, "Master Fo, breaking a steel knife with two fingers can be done by ordinary inner strength minor grandmasters. Such a level is insignificant in front of us, so Master Fo need not worry!"
Just then, a guard hurried in, "Reporting to Master Fo, Hong Shisan and Pan Wuzong have brought a young man surnamed Xiao and wish to see you."
"They actually came looking for me. They're quite fast. Well, I'm free this afternoon anyway, so I'll meet that kid for now. Let them in!"
Master Fo waved his hand, then lay back down in the rattan chair. The two handsome maids resumed peeling grapes for him.
Meanwhile, Xiao Yunlong, led by Hong Shisan and Pan Wuzong, navigated through winding corridors to reach Master Fo.
"Hong Shisan, Pan Wuzong, I heard you two were coming to find trouble with me?"
Master Fo said with a faint cold smile, still lying in the rattan chair, his demeanor arrogant, his words filled with disdain and mockery.