Chapter 359: Chapter 357: Caught
As soon as Meijia finished speaking, she took a deep breath, and a powerful Qi surged from her Dantian, instantly channeling into her palm.
Suddenly, Ouyang Meijia darted forward, unleashing a punch at Fang Kun’s chest with lightning speed, hoping to catch him off guard. This was Meijia’s full strength. If this couldn’t defeat the opponent, she would have no choice but to flee.
This move contained tremendous energy, which made Fang Xiaoli, watching from the side, widen his eyes in disbelief.
He never expected that such a seemingly gentle beauty could possess such explosive power, managing to deliver such a fierce punch.
But then, the next moment.
Ouyang Meijia’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Because,
As her fist was about to touch Fang Kun, it was firmly caught by his large hand.
"Dammit!"
Ouyang Meijia couldn’t help but curse in her heart. This was incredible!
She had exerted all her strength, and yet he effortlessly caught it. How was she supposed to go on living?
"Heh, beauty, you can’t beat me. Be sensible and tell us what we want to know, and we’ll let you go." Fang Kun said, pulling Ouyang Meijia into his arms.
Holding her like this, Fang Kun felt a bit dazed as a delicate fragrance wafted from Meijia, entering his nose and exciting him instantly.
He then attempted to touch Jiang Meijia with his other hand.
At this moment, Fang Xiaoli reacted and hurriedly shouted, "Uncle, don’t mess around."
"Huh? I..."
Fang Kun was caught red-handed by Fang Xiaoli and quickly withdrew his hand.
"Uncle, we’re here to take care of serious business."
Fang Xiaoli was quite frustrated. This uncle of his, wanting to play with women, could have waited until the job was done. Then, if needed, they’d find him as many as he wanted. Why be in such a rush?
"Okay!"
Fang Kun grinned wryly, feeling a bit awkward.
"Oh, you filthy man, let go of me. You’ll regret this in a moment."
Ouyang Meijia fumed as she was held by Fang Kun, almost bursting with rage and wishing she could kill him. But this man’s strength was indeed overwhelming, much too strong for her to break free.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Suddenly, three silver needles flew toward them. Startled, Fang Kun, using a swift motion, saw them multiply to nine needles. He quickly released Ouyang Meijia and kicked a nearby chair, blocking the needles.
Soon after, Ouyang Jian and his mother, Hua Xiaona, appeared.
"Soul-Stealing Three Needles?"
Fang Kun, well-known among his peers, recognized the technique immediately. It was a famed Hidden Weapon Sect skill, known by all ancient martial cultivators.
"Hmph, you’re sensible. Who exactly are you people, daring to target my daughter?" Hua Xiaona said viciously.
Before this incident, she wished for Ouyang Meijia’s demise. However, upon learning of Chen Tianlong’s identity as the Sect Leader, her perspective shifted.
Ouyang Meijia was a good friend of Chen Tianlong, subtly suggesting a close relationship between them. If Meijia became tied to Chen Tianlong, Hua Xiaona would essentially become the Sect Leader’s mother-in-law.
In the future, Chen Tianlong would surely step in for any issues, providing them with support.
Therefore, Hua Xiaona decided that ensuring Meijia’s safety was more beneficial than her demise. Earlier, when Ouyang Jian went out to seek help, he had called for his mother.
"Ha, do you think relying on your broken needles can deal with me? You’re quite naive." Fang Kun swiftly approached Hua Xiaona and slapped out a palm strike.
Hua Xiaona, caught off-guard by Fang Kun’s speed, quickly crossed her arms to block.
"Bang!"
A dull thud resounded, making Hua Xiaona stagger back four or five steps, nearly crashing into a wall before stabilizing herself.
At this point, she was panting. This man’s strength was too formidable for Hua Xiaona to withstand.
"Ah!"
Just as Hua Xiaona was distracted, Fang Kun already stood before her, grabbing her by the throat.
"You old hag, your Soul-Stealing Three Needles must be fake. If it held even a tenth of Yan Nanfei’s power, I couldn’t have stood it. What a pity."
Fang Kun, clearly feeling invincible, believed nobody here could hinder him.
"Let go of my mother!"
Ouyang Jian, growing anxious, rushed forward, only to be countered by Fang Xiaoli, who kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying heavily to the ground.
Upon witnessing this, Ouyang Meijia dashed forward and threw another punch.
Fang Xiaoli, without delay, responded in kind. Though not an ancient martial cultivator, he was close, unlike Ouyang Meijia, who was a mere novice.
"Boom!"
This time, both retreated two steps back.
Even though Meijia’s side slightly overpowered, she couldn’t stop Fang Kun, which made her increasingly anxious.
"Everyone, stop!"
Suddenly, more than a dozen people charged in, led by Ouyang Xiu.
Ouyang Xiu had suspected the ill intentions of these two but didn’t want to offend the Fang Family, allowing them to stay for the time being. He hadn’t anticipated them actually moving against someone from the Ouyang family, rendering him unable to hold back any longer.
"Young Master Fang, what exactly do you intend?"
Ouyang Xiu, visibly enraged, was furious that their prominent Ouyang family was being bullied in their own home.
"Master Ouyang, my apologies, but I have a straightforward goal. Tell me who that man was that accompanied your daughter to Ice City, and I will leave immediately,"
Fang Xiaoli said with a faint smile. "This is the Patriarch’s instruction, so I must be bold!"
"Gasp!"
Ouyang Xiu took a sharp breath. Fang Xiaoli’s words carried a threatening undertone, and seeing the burly man beside him, Ouyang Xiu knew this wouldn’t be easily resolved.
Even Meijia couldn’t handle him, implying his strength exceeded her own.
Should this stalemate persist, both sides could suffer greatly. Most crucially, if Young Master Fang were injured, the Ouyang family might face disaster.
Though others might not recognize the Fang family’s strength, Ouyang Xiu was well aware of their capacity, capable of rivaling the Ice Hall’s influence.
"Dad, don’t tell this guy. I promised him that I would never betray him, no matter what."
Ouyang Meijia pleaded.
Ouyang Xiu breathed deeply, about to turn away, when he suddenly saw a figure flash by, followed by Fang Kun seizing Ouyang Jian’s throat.
"Master Ouyang, a mere squeeze from him and your son could die! I don’t wish to see your clan extinct, but without an answer tonight, I won’t give up easily."
Fang Xiaoli saw his uncle had succeeded, deciding they needed to act harshly this time, fearing they would otherwise gain nothing.
"What do you want, to kill or stab, come at me, but don’t harm my family." Ouyang Xiu showed resilience, hurriedly speaking as his son was held hostage.
"No need for killing or stabbing. Just tell us his name and place of origin." Fang Xiaoli replied playfully.
"His name is Chen Tianlong, from South Sea City."
Suddenly, a trembling voice emerged, and when everyone turned towards it, they found it was Ouyang Meijia speaking.