Mr. Han sensed the menacing aura outside, and as if he had thought of something, a mysterious smile appeared on his lips.
"President Lin, a formidable fellow has arrived outside. He is my colleague, or you could say my competitor. Although we have different stances, we share the same goal."
However, that person isn't as easy to talk to as I am. It seems you've offended them, and they've come knocking on your door to cause trouble.
Lin Huaisheng sighed, "I've been with you, Mr. Han, these past few days. How could I possibly have offended anyone?"
"That means your Feng Shui Masters Association members offended someone."
They eat your food, but they don't listen to you.
Lin Huaisheng stood up and sighed, "Even if they didn't listen to me, they are still members of the Feng Shui Masters Association."
"If I don't intervene when they've come to our doorstep, what will become of the Feng Shui Masters Association's reputation?"
Mr. Han suddenly took out a flute and blocked Lin Huaisheng's way, saying with a half-smile, "President Lin, don't be in a hurry. I told you that he is not someone to be trifled with."
Chairman Lin, you're just too soft-hearted. You always clean up the messes of those clueless guys.
"Let a few people die, so those people know who the Feng Shui Masters Association really relies on, and they'll know who to listen to."
Chairman Lin sighed and sat down again.
At this moment, Yang Cheng got out of the car and strode into the lobby in front of the Feng Shui Masters Association.
Inside the lobby, there were also two beautiful and elegant female receptionists dressed in cheongsams.
Upon seeing Yang Cheng walk in, the two receptionists were about to say something, but they felt as if they were being held captive, unable to utter a single word while sitting in their chairs, and could only watch helplessly as Yang Cheng entered the Feng Shui Masters Association.
"Who are you?! How dare you trespass into the association's premises without permission?"
A middle-aged feng shui master came out and saw Yang Cheng, who exuded a menacing aura and looked like he was there to cause trouble. He immediately shouted angrily.
The next moment, Yang Cheng took a step and appeared in front of him.
The feng shui master was horrified when a Bagua diagram appeared beneath his feet. But before the Bagua diagram could even begin to rotate, the surrounding spiritual energy was instantly shattered!
Yang Cheng gripped his neck and asked coldly, "Where are Cai Boyan and Chen Boqing?"
The chilling aura emanating from the feng shui master made him tremble all over, and he pointed shakily in one direction.
"It's in that villa over there."
Yang Cheng released his grip, and the feng shui master collapsed to the ground, staring at Yang Cheng with a look of horror and terror on his face.
What kind of monster did Cai Boyan and Chen Boqing offend?
This guy's murderous aura is so strong that it's even stronger than those extremely ominous places!
Could this guy be a monster born from a place of great misfortune?
At this moment, Cai Boyan and Chen Boqing were still waiting for news from the Underworld.
The people of the Underworld Gate are half-human and half-ghost, and they don't follow the proper path, so most local cultivators disdain dealing with them.
Cai Boyan's request for them to deal with Yang Cheng was actually a taboo matter, and it was best not to let others, especially feng shui masters from other associations, know about it.
So they had no choice but to wait until nightfall to go to Tiu Keng Leng again to inquire about the situation from the Underworld group.
Those guys were neither human nor ghost; they didn't even know how to use a cell phone. He could only wait for him to ask them about the situation face-to-face.
Just then, an incredibly powerful and somewhat familiar aura suddenly emanated from outside.
Cai Boyan and Chen Boqing exchanged a glance, their expressions changing drastically.
Before they could react, the two lions in front of Cai Boyan's villa that were suppressing the feng shui formation were directly lifted and smashed into their house!
Amidst the scattered dust and smoke, Yang Cheng walked in, gun in hand. The cold, white bone spearhead pointed at Cai Boyan, and he said in a cold voice, "Old man, you have a path to heaven but you don't take it, and you insist on forcing your way into the underworld when there is no way out."
"You're tired of living and want to die? I'll grant your wish!"
Chen Boqing roared, "Yang Cheng! You dare to trespass on my Feng Shui Masters Association? I think you're asking for trouble!"
Cai Boyan said in a deep voice, "Yang Cheng, I don't know what you mean by this."
We did have some disagreements yesterday, but we've both compromised afterwards. What more do you want?
"You have the guts to do it but not the guts to say it? You invited those inhuman, ghostly bastards from the Underworld Gate to kill me, but unfortunately you chose the wrong people."
Those good-for-nothings have already been sent on their way, you can go join him now!
As Yang Cheng walked towards them with a gun, Cai Boyan and Chen Boqing's expressions changed slightly.
Although they looked down on those inhuman, ghostly guys from the Underworld Gate, they were still very clear about their strength.
The entire Underworld Sect mobilized to kill Yang Cheng, yet he still managed to kill them in return. Just how strong is this guy?
It was only at this point that Tsai Po-yen realized he seemed to have made a mistake.
It wasn't that he regretted killing Yang Cheng, but rather that he regretted underestimating Yang Cheng's strength!
The Soul-Severing Spear pierced through the air with an almost tangible, malevolent aura. Its momentum was like a dragon, as if it had instantly pierced through space, its power immense.
Many routines in Chinese martial arts evolved from weaponry, and weapons are an extension of the hands and feet.
For example, Bagua is a combination of sword and fist, while Xingyi is a combination of spear and fist.
Yang Cheng's mastery of Xingyi Quan was also at the grandmaster level. At this moment, when he thrust out with his spear, his Xingyi Quan spirit and power were at their peak.
The Bagua wheel beneath Chen Boqing's feet spun wildly, drawing upon the power of heaven and earth to create momentum!
The spiritual energy surrounding Chen Boqing resembled a soaring dragon.
Its terrain is lofty, steep, and exceptionally wide, resembling a well overlooking the sky or a golden plate filled with dew.
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