You sent out the letter you had been holding onto.

[One month later, just like a classic replay, Xu Ruohai was slapped away again.]

The Qinghe Gang members summoned you back to the city, where you were engaged in a bloody battle with a new courtesan at the Baihua Pavilion.

"Master, the Right Protector is about to be killed by that guy again! You must go back and save him!"

"What's with the rush? Don't you know this guild leader has only been fighting for five minutes? When has this guild leader ever fought a battle that lasted less than three hours?"

[You finished quickly with a sour face, tossing down a handful of silver: "You can continue this yourself, I'll be right back."]

[The new brothel girl, blushing shyly, said: "My lord, please come back quickly! I'll keep it warm for you."]

"I'll kill Zhao Yuan with my bare hands."

Yun Shou covered his face: "This is practically gambling, isn't it!?"

[You're furious, extremely furious! You've already been incredibly disciplined for the sake of martial arts, only fighting once a month for three hours, and yet some ungrateful bastard still dares to interrupt you!]

You mentioned the messenger, who darted across rooftops and walls throughout the city, while simultaneously inquiring about the details.

The younger brother's mouth was distorted by the wind, and you added a layer of energy defense before he could speak: "I joined the gang three years ago. The fourteenth leader who sent me said that the guy who came to attack us actually came once five or six years ago, but he was severely punished by you, the gang leader."

[“But that guy seems to have improved a lot…” Fear flashed in the underling’s eyes: “The Left Protector said he might be, might be a Grandmaster!!!”]

[I know our leader is said to be unparalleled even in the last eight hundred years, but he is not a grandmaster. A grandmaster... that's the strongest in the martial arts world. Great grandmasters are practically nonexistent in the martial arts world anymore.]

[“Grandmaster?” You sneered. At this moment, the two of you finally arrived at the city gate. You threw him to the ground: “Who isn’t a grandmaster?”]

[Full power unleashed!]

[The essence of 5.37 times!]

This is more than twice the strength of an ordinary grandmaster, comparable to a powerful grandmaster with the "Dragon-Elephant Mighty Body"!

The earth seemed to tremble for a fleeting moment!

A huge crater appeared on the ground, and countless bits of grass, pebbles, and mud were scattered in all directions by the explosive force.

You shot off like an arrow released from a bow!

The air seemed to vibrate, the wind howled, and the younger brother patted his head, staring blankly at your departing figure.

"What do you mean... who isn't a grandmaster?"

When your speed reaches its maximum, you can leap a mile in the blink of an eye, and the gang headquarters, dozens of miles away in Qingcheng, will only take you two minutes.

You swept through like a hurricane, five times faster than a peak-level Category 15 typhoon!

[Upon arriving at the gang headquarters, your sharp eyesight allows you to see the doors wide open, and there sits that bastard Zhao Yuan, right on your gang leader's throne—a seat you don't even usually give to your loyal Right Protector!]

"No, is Xu Ruohai really that loyal?"

Yun Shou couldn't help but complain, "How many times has this been mentioned in the simulation?"

Instead of slowing down, you added even more force, raising your right hand high and forming a knife-like palm—

[With a leap, like a meteor hurtling across the ground, you flew over the heads of the gang members in the main hall, while Zhao Yuan, on the gang leader's throne, changed his expression, having just held his long staff horizontally.]

[Splitting down with tremendous force!]

[A clash of master-level energies, the hand blade you slashed at supersonic speed...]

[A thunderbolt explodes across the earth!]

[Boom!]

[Zhao Yuan's staff shattered instantly. His hastily gathered energy couldn't even withstand the force for a moment before being pulverized by your attack, and the undiminished power of your palm strike came crashing down!]

[Boom!]

Rocks flew everywhere, and the shockwave sent the gang members tumbling about in disarray. Zhao Yuan was even slammed into the ground by the palm strike, sending debris flying.

[Zhao Yuansheng was shoved three feet into the ground, but this wasn't the end. Even after he was blasted under the building, the impact you transferred to him still propelled him several meters deeper into the solid foundation soil!]

A loud bang, followed by a series of muffled thuds.

The loud explosion was caused by the force of your slashing motion as it crashed through the lobby wall.

The muffled thud was from Zhao Yuan being blasted into the ground by you, continuing to advance downwards and smashing through a ten-meter-wide foundation of mud and soil.

[You crashed through the wall, the force of the impact shaking the dust off your clothes, and slowly came to a stop. Frowning, you swung your right palm: you'd used too much force; the bones in your palm had cracked.]

Walking back into the main hall through the gaping hole, looking at the group of useless underlings who couldn't even withstand the aftershocks of a fight, you cursed: "A bunch of trash! Hurry up and clean this up!"

Looking at the mess, the head steward, Song Yan, was on the verge of tears. The headquarters of the Qinghe Gang, built over generations, was now going to require a major renovation—how much would that cost?

"Spend money?" you scoff. "Yes, it will cost money, but it won't be our money!"

[Song Yan isn't a martial artist; his mind is full of managing affairs and keeping accounts. He couldn't immediately grasp what your killing of Zhao Yuan meant!]

Only those martial arts gang members understood what this meant; their eyes grew brighter and brighter, as if they held a limitless future!

[At your command, they got up one by one to clean the lobby, but this wasn't restoration; they were just organizing valuable items. Soon you'll have a new headquarters.]

[The Yangyao Sect Grandmaster attacked the Qinghe Gang "for no reason," destroyed our headquarters, and was instantly defeated by our leader, who is also a Grandmaster, like a clown. It's unacceptable that they don't offer compensation.]

[The most important thing isn't the compensation, it's that our boss has become a Grandmaster! A Grandmaster! A Grandmaster!!!]

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