A group of martial artists

Although Chen Fengyun had defeated some of his men, Qin Tianxiong was not the least bit worried. Those men were only ordinary people, after all, and at his side stood a group of true masters of ancient martial arts. Besides, his men weren’t just skilled at fighting—they were armed with powerful guns as well.

"Your Shuangxiong Villa is heavily guarded, almost like a military base, but it’s not exactly an impregnable fortress. Why shouldn’t I come? Even if it were a den of dragons and tigers, what would I have to fear?" Chen Fengyun replied with a gentle laugh.

"Such courage. Tell me, young man, who are you? What brings you here, injuring so many of my men?" Qin Tianxiong applauded, then asked with a smile.

"I came to Shuangxiong Villa today purely by accident. It started with one of your low-level thieves stealing my friend’s wallet on the street. I caught him in the act, and he tried to attack me with a knife. After I subdued him and handed him to the police, your men threatened me, saying 'Brother Fei' wouldn’t let me off. So I went to find Brother Fei, saw that they were dealing drugs, and when they couldn’t defeat me, they threatened me again, saying 'Boss Qin' would come for me. I hate trouble, so I waited there. Sure enough, Boss Qin sent people after me. They couldn’t beat me either. To settle things once and for all, I let them bring me here to you," Chen Fengyun said calmly.

"So it was my men who provoked you. Truly a bunch of fools—always causing trouble for me, and now they’ve stirred up someone they shouldn’t have. Now that you’ve met me, what do you want? An apology, or compensation?" Qin Tianxiong cursed his men, then laughed and asked.

"Originally, I just wanted your promise not to bother me again. But once I got here, I discovered you’re forcing women into prostitution at your entertainment venues, resulting in the deaths of many girls. You’re not just dealing and manufacturing drugs in Rongcheng, making the city a cesspool for profit at any cost—you're even abducting children, stealing them at stations and sending people to snatch kids from all over. Such inhuman deeds made me furious." As Chen Fengyun spoke, his anger grew, radiating a chilling aura.

Qin Tianxiong’s face, which had borne a trace of amusement, now darkened completely. For someone to discover his men were involved in child abduction—if word got out, his reputation would be ruined, and he would attract police attention.

"You brat, enough nonsense! Since you dared to barge in here today, you’d better be ready to die. Master Qin, let me test his strength," shouted a burly middle-aged man.

"Very well, let Mr. Liu teach him a lesson. Spare his life; I still have questions for him," Qin Tianxiong ordered indifferently, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

What Qin Tianxiong didn’t know was that, as he began speaking with Chen Fengyun, the city’s emergency center had connected with Chen Fengyun’s phone. At that very moment, a deputy director from the city police was on duty.

"Shuangxiong Villa—isn’t that the private residence built by Qin Tianxiong, president of Shuangxiong Group, outside the city? Who would dare to go there alone?" Deputy Director Ou Renzhong was stunned when he heard the name.

"What? Qin Tianxiong’s men are involved in drug trafficking? And he’s ordering them to abduct children?" The gravity of the situation was clear in Ou Renzhong’s expression.

He knew full well Qin Tianxiong’s fortune had originated in the underworld, only later did he 'clean up' and establish ties with the authorities. Another deputy director at the city police, Ou Renzhong’s rival, was rumored to be closely connected to Qin Tianxiong.

"Record this call in full, monitor closely, alert the riot squad and armed police to stand by," Ou Renzhong instructed, issuing a series of orders and reporting to a deputy director at the provincial police department, bypassing his own chief.

Soon, the phone transmitted sounds of fighting, thunderous crashes, groans and screams—chaos, as if many were attacking a single person. However, Shuangxiong Villa was over ten kilometers out of town, with no police surveillance nearby, so what was happening inside could not be seen.

"Mantis boxing, Tongbei boxing, Five Elements boxing, Hong boxing, Muay Thai, Wing Chun—you’ve got plenty of experts here, but in front of me, they’re nothing."

A burly middle-aged man appeared at Qin Tianxiong’s side, but after only a few moves, he could not withstand the assault. More ancient martial arts masters jumped in, six or seven in all, surrounding Chen Fengyun.

Yet Chen Fengyun felt no pressure. Having learned several styles of ancient martial arts, he could easily fend off their attacks. He engaged them in a dance of combat, partly to observe their skills.

These true martial arts masters were nothing like ordinary thugs. Each move carried tremendous power, smashing walls and pillars, demolishing sections of the courtyard as if they were tearing down a house.

Qin Tianxiong’s face grew increasingly grim. He waved a trusted aide toward a small courtyard in the back, then ordered his other men to withdraw, giving the fighters a larger arena.

"Are you a descendant of Bagua Palm?"

"How do you know Bajiquan?"

"Could you be a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect?"

"What? You even know Tan’s leg techniques?"

During the fight, Chen Fengyun’s ancient martial arts were recognized by the experts. Amid their exclamations, he continuously displayed different skills—and, at the same time, secretly learned their moves.

Chen Fengyun discovered that traditional Huaxia martial arts possessed profound qualities, but inheritors today could not truly master them; thus, the techniques were diluted, their power diminished.

Yet, in his hands, these same arts were several times more effective. His body had been nourished by spiritual energy, and his internal energy was far superior to the ordinary, amplifying the force of his attacks.

Pressed by Chen Fengyun, the martial artists had no choice but to go all-out, unveiling their most secret skills—only for Chen Fengyun to learn them instantly.

"Ah! He’s copying my Mantis boxing!"

"Incredible—he’s fighting and learning my Five Elements boxing at the same time?"

"Impossible! How can such a monster exist? I’ve practiced Tongbei boxing for twenty years, and his stolen version is stronger than mine!"

"Everyone, give it your all! This guy’s not human—I can’t hold out much longer!"

They fought desperately, but once Chen Fengyun mastered their techniques, he turned their own arts against them, defeating them one by one. The experts spat blood and retreated, vanquished.