Master Zhiguang was speaking at a crucial point when he was suddenly interrupted by Li Huan's shout.

The old monk looked displeased.

The members of the Beggars' Sect also glared angrily at Li Huan!

Shan Zheng glared with wide eyes and shouted sternly, "Boy! If you dare to cause trouble again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Li Huan curled her lip and said disdainfully, "You son of a bitch, you think you can bully me just because you have more sons?"

"Many sons?" Shan Zheng was taken aback, then burst into laughter. "Hahaha, I, Shan, am a fair and just man. How could I let my sons join in beating you?"

"Father!" the youngest son, Shan Xiaoshan, called out, "I've come to drive him away!"

Shan Zheng said, "Don't break his arms and legs, lest people accuse the Shan family of winning unfairly."

The implication was that the vendor at the stall didn't know martial arts and that he should only suffer physical pain.

Seeing this, Qiao Feng did not stop Shan Xiaoshan.

He also harbored resentment towards Li Huan's repeated hawking and deliberate harassment.

With a roar, Shan Xiaoshan swung his fist at Li Huan's head!

In the critical moment, Li Huan did not dodge or flinch, but instead raised his head and used his forehead to meet Shan Xiaoshan's iron fist!

Click!

Dan Xiaoshan's wrist was broken. He screamed in agony and fell backward to the ground.

Everyone was astonished.

Shan Xiaoshan, one of the "Five Heroes of Mount Tai," was a skilled martial artist, yet his right hand was broken by the head of a street vendor!

Unbelievable!

The scene erupted in uproar and discussion.

Shan Zheng's eldest son, Shan Boshan, quickly stepped forward to help Shan Xiaoshan and check on his injuries.

"You brat! You know martial arts?" Shan Boshan cursed, his face full of murderous intent.

Li Huan said with a smile, "Sorry, I forgot to tell you all, I've practiced Iron Head Kung Fu!"

"Iron Head Kung Fu?" Zhao Qiansun asked curiously, "The Shaolin Iron Head Kung Fu?"

Li Huan said, "No, no! The Shaolin Iron Head Skill is just a name without substance! The Iron Head Skill I practice is my own creation, the Lunchbox Iron Head Skill!"

Seeing Li Huan publicly disrespect the "Shaolin Iron Head Kung Fu", Master Zhiguang snorted and suppressed his anger.

Wang Yuyan said, "How could a street vendor create such powerful internal martial arts? I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"

Li Huan laughed and said, "Miss Wang, don't be so skeptical. The world is a big place, and there are many wonders to be found! As the saying goes, there are always mountains beyond mountains, and people beyond people!"

"I have studied cooking for twenty years. In addition to creating my own 'Iron Head Kung Fu for Lunch Boxes,' I have also created my own 'Pig Slaughtering Knife Technique,' 'Fish Slaughtering Sword Technique,' 'Barbecue Flame Palm,' 'Meat Chopping Iron Sand Fist,' and 'Bone-Shaving Vajra Finger!'"

"Huh?" Wang Yuyan exclaimed in astonishment, "What... what kind of martial arts are these? I've never heard of them before!"

Bao Butong sneered: "Don't listen to the peddler's nonsense!"

Li Huan raised an eyebrow: "I'm talking nonsense? If you're not convinced, come and fight me!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Bo'e excitedly stepped forward: "Great! I'll try out your 'Barbecue Flame Palm'!"

"Wait a minute!"

Elder Xu raised his hand and shouted to stop the turmoil.

"Master Zhiguang has not yet finished telling the story of the Valley of Chaotic Rocks outside Yanmen Pass. All of you, please be patient and teach this food vendor a lesson later!"

Li Huan said, "Old beggar, you're so calm, you must be eager for Master Zhiguang to reveal Qiao Feng's background! In that case, I'll just announce it to everyone!"

Elder Xu was startled: "You... what are you announcing?"

Li Huan said, "Thirty years ago, the leader led a group of people to ambush the Khitan warriors, but they accidentally killed the Liao nobleman Xiao Yuanshan and his wife! Xiao Yuanshan's young son was taken away by Wang Jiantong and given to a farmer named Qiao Sanhuai to raise. He was named Qiao Feng!"

"Shut up!" Qiao Feng roared, furious. "How dare you slander me as a Khitan!"

Master Zhiguang sighed and said to Qiao Feng, "Chief Qiao, what the vendor said is true. The couple who rode here on horseback were indeed your biological parents, who were unfortunately killed by mistake..."

Qiao Feng was stunned, his eyes wide with astonishment.

Master Zhiguang stared at Li Huan: "You are so young, how do you know about the Chaotic Stone Valley outside Yanmen Pass?"

Li Huan said, "As I mentioned before, ten years ago when I was selling boxed lunches at a stall in Suzhou, an old beggar, who was craving food, taught me to practice the 'Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms' and the 'Dog-Beating Stick Technique,' which earned me two hundred boxed lunches!"

"That night, the old beggar got drunk and talked to me about the past, revealing his experience of mistakenly killing Qiao Feng's parents in the Rocky Valley outside Yanmen Pass!"

Elder Xu exclaimed in surprise: "The gluttonous old beggar... could he be... Chief Wang?"

Li Huan continued his deception: "That's right, his surname is Wang!"

Qiao Feng clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot.

Li Huan said, "I had completely forgotten about this, but I remembered it just now after Master Zhiguang mentioned it! Qiao Feng, you really are a Khitan!"

"And you have a tattoo on your chest, a wolf's head, right?"

Qiao Feng subconsciously pulled open his collar, revealing the wolf head tattoo on his chest.

The scene erupted in another uproar.

As is well known, Khitan men have wolf head patterns tattooed on their chests from a young age, which is a custom of the Khitan people.

Qiao Feng's face turned deathly pale: "Impossible...impossible...If I were a Khitan, how could my father, the Three Scholar Trees Elder, have taken me in after seeing the wolf's head on my chest..."

Li Huan said, "Qiao Sanhuai has always lived in the countryside and has never seen a Khitan, let alone a Khitan's chest tattoo. Of course, he wouldn't doubt your background."

Qiao Feng took a few steps back, looking utterly dejected.

He had a smooth life from childhood to adulthood and had never suffered any serious setbacks.

At this moment, upon learning that he was a Khitan, Qiao Feng simply could not accept it!

Master Zhiguang said, "Chief Qiao, if you don't believe me, you can go to the Luanshi Valley outside Yanmen Pass yourself. On that stone wall, there are the words your father wrote before he jumped off the cliff!"

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