38: Very well, I'm going to kill them.

"What are you thinking about? With your current blood energy and Qi, you cannot learn the Dragon Tiger Savage Strength."

Qi Longhu chuckled, pouring a bucket of cold water on Chen Heng.

"Once you achieve a Breakthrough to become a Tongxuan Martial Artist one day, it won't be too late for me to teach you the Dragon Tiger Savage Strength."

"Alright then." Chen Heng sighed, his face full of regret.

This Dragon Tiger Strength could be used not only when empty-handed but also when wielding a weapon.

As for why Qi Longhu wanted Chen Heng to learn an empty-handed martial art first, it was simply because it would allow him to learn faster.

"Alright, I have done what I promised you. In the future, make more contributions; there are still many excellent martial arts inside the Five Spirits Pavilion."

"Given your talent, it won't be a problem to learn twenty or thirty of them before your blood energy decays."

After saying this, Qi Longhu continued to ravage the steel wooden dummy, leaving Chen Heng aside.

"Right, there is a Black Oil Alley below Goulan Street."

"Recently, quite a few refugees have come to Qiyang City. Remember to go and handle your district."

Walking to the entrance of the Martial Arts Training Hall, Qi Longhu suddenly said.

"Alright, I understand." Chen Heng nodded, agreeing to the matter.

"Also, if you can resolve the Anomaly in Goulan Street, I will teach you a move called the 'Heart-Ripping Claw'."

Chen Heng said nothing and turned to leave the Martial Arts Training Hall.

As for those refugees, Chen Heng did not deal with them right away.

Places infested with refugees are bound to be chaotic, and there is no guarantee that there won't be one or two experts among them.

Therefore, Chen Heng had to bring his weapons to avoid capsizing in the gutter.

And that Anomaly, intelligence reports say that thing usually only comes out at night.

So, Chen Heng still had an entire afternoon to squander.

Returning home, Chen Heng immediately saw Chen Fugui pacing back and forth at the entrance.

"Dad, weren't you busy with business?" Chen Heng walked over to Chen Fugui and asked.

"Don't mention it. Go to the backyard and take a look." Chen Fugui sighed and shook his head.

"Dad, what happened to the injury on your neck?" Just as Chen Heng lifted his foot to walk into the courtyard, he saw a bruise under his father's clothes.

"I'm fine, go and check on your subordinates."

Chen Fugui pulled his collar up a bit, trying to hide that bruise.

Although Chen Fugui covered it up quickly, Chen Heng still clearly saw the shape of the bruise.

It was clearly from someone grabbing him by the neck and lifting him up.

Chen Heng frowned and walked into his courtyard.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Chen Heng saw Xiao He applying medicine to Yagyu Han.

"What happened?" Chen Heng's face darkened instantly.

He could guess what was going on without even thinking.

It must be that old woman from the Vermilion Bird Hall who came to stir up trouble on purpose!

The upper half of the city street belonged to the White Tiger Hall, and the lower half belonged to the Vermilion Bird Hall.

The shop that Qi Longhu assigned to him was right at the last part of the upper half, which could be said to be very close to the Vermilion Bird Hall's territory.

"Big Brother, those people from the Vermilion Bird Hall don't play by the rules; they insisted that Uncle's shop was on their territory."

"They insisted that Uncle hand over three hundred thousand taels of silver as protection money, otherwise they would smash the shop."

"You tell me, could we just indulge them? We beat them all away directly."

"But nobody expected that they would directly invite their Vermilion Bird Hall Outer Deacon over."

"Not only was the shop smashed, but it also implicated Uncle, who was…"

The more Yagyu Han spoke, the redder his face became.

He had just arrived under Steward Chen, wanting to prove himself, and yet this happened.

It was truly shameful.

It was not worth the meal Big Brother treated us to this morning!

"This matter is not your fault." Chen Heng waved his hand, telling Yagyu Han not to take it to heart.

Someone capable of becoming an Outer Deacon has strength at least at the Huajin level; dozens of them as Waijin martial artists could not possibly be opponents.

But Chen Heng did not expect the Vermilion Bird Hall's retaliation to come so quickly.

And to be so… petty.

"I'm sorry, Big Brother, it's all my fault for being too reckless. I will cut off my finger to apologize!"

Just as Chen Heng was pondering how to retaliate, Yagyu Han finally couldn't hold it in anymore.

With a thud, he knelt on the ground, picked up his long blade, and was about to chop off his left index finger.

"Stop!" Chen Heng snatched the long blade from Yagyu Han's hand.

"A real man should not do such groveling things at every turn."

Chen Heng frowned, his expression displeased.

"If you get hit, hit back. Hit them until they don't dare to come and cause trouble anymore."

"I ask you, can you still move?" Seeing that Yagyu Han had calmed down, Chen Heng returned the long blade to him.

"Of course I can, it's just some minor injuries!" Yagyu Han stood up, enduring the severe pain in his body.

"Good, then follow me. We are going to get our own back!"

Chen Heng snorted coldly, returned to his room, grabbed his black fiend blade, and walked out of the courtyard.

"You still recognize the person who hit you, right?"

On the carriage, Chen Heng and Yagyu Han sat facing each other.

"I recognize him. That person is a Vermilion Bird Hall Outer Deacon named Zhu Xing, who is Zhu Hongying's younger brother."

"No wonder he is so arrogant; turns out he is Hall Master Zhu's younger brother."

Chen Heng didn't care whose brother he was. He even dared to use Zhu Hongying to establish his authority; what was her younger brother supposed to be?

"Is that brat still in the shop now?"

Chen Heng stared straight at Yagyu Han opposite him.

"Yes, he said he won't leave until that three hundred thousand taels of silver is delivered."

"Otherwise, even if the King of Heaven himself came, this shop wouldn't be able to open."

"Damn it." Chen Heng was so angry he laughed. He had never seen such a moronic person.

His sister, Zhu Hongying, is a Tongxuan Martial Artist, and she was even sent vomiting blood by a single palm strike from him.

Where did a Huajin martial artist like him get the courage to say such things?

"Very good. In a moment, you just watch from the side and see how I make him swallow those words back."

Chen Heng grinned. His hands were itching, and he was eager to beat the living daylights out of Zhu Xing.

After communicating with Yagyu Han for a while, the two stopped talking.

Another half an hour passed, and the carriage stopped.

"Steward Chen, we have arrived at the place you requested." It was the same gang member who had taken him to Tugou Village previously; he opened the carriage door and said.

"Watch the carriage, don't let anyone play dirty tricks." Chen Heng instructed before walking into the shop.

Chen Heng was now burning with rage.

Although he wasn't very close to his father in this life, he could still tell that Chen Fugui was wholeheartedly good to him.

Chen Heng was not a beast, nor was he a heartless person. He absolutely could not tolerate his own father being beaten.

Arriving at the shop entrance, two lackeys from the Vermilion Bird Hall were standing in front of the door, keeping watch.

"Stop! Who are you?" One of the lackeys pointed his dagger at Chen Heng very arrogantly.

"Bold! This is…" Yagyu Han shouted angrily and was about to step forward to teach him a lesson.

"I said, today you are only responsible for watching." Chen Heng glanced at Yagyu Han, and Yagyu Han immediately shut up.

"I'll give you three seconds. Get lost immediately, otherwise, don't blame me for not holding back."

As Chen Heng spoke, he took out his Outer Deacon token.

"Heh, I don't care who you are. Try touching me and see what happens?" The lackey clearly had someone backing him up; otherwise, he could not possibly be so arrogant.

"Our Deacon Zhu said, unless you bring the silver, no one can enter."

"Very good." Chen Heng nodded, his internal anger growing even more.

"Then you two can just die."