At that, Kang Zhaolong abruptly shot to his feet and jabbed a finger at Su Lengzi. "Do you have a death wish? You dare molest my fiancée? Do you even know who I am?"

"Oh? Getting cocky with me now, are we? I was going to let it slide since you stepped aside, but—Ah Da, Ah Er, beat him!" Su Lengzi glanced at Kang Zhaolong's face, covered in bruises and wounds, and thought to himself, no wonder this guy's covered in injuries—he must be asking for a beating!

"Yes, Brother Lengzi!" Ah Da and Ah Er came over with nasty grins. Both were seasoned brawlers; Ah Da casually grabbed a plastic stool and dropped it over Kang Zhaolong's head, pinning his upper body so he couldn't move, while Ah Er drove a kick straight into Kang Zhaolong's groin!

"Awoo—" With the plastic stool jammed over his torso, Kang Zhaolong couldn't tell up from down or see what was happening in front of him, let alone dodge. Ah Er's kick landed square, and the pain made his vision go black as he dropped straight to his knees!

It was the second time today he'd been kicked in the balls—they'd nearly burst! Fortunately, he'd learned something from the first time and had some experience protecting himself down there; otherwise, after today he might never have been able to perform as a man again...

Right Panhu was eating at another table when he suddenly saw Kang Zhaolong being set upon. He was about to look into what was going on, but before he could make sense of it, Kang Zhaolong was already being beaten!

Right Panhu turned pale with alarm. Kang Zhaolong had just finished getting a beating—if he took another one, wouldn't he end up in the hospital? Horrified, he hurriedly ordered Yellow Hair and Purple Hair: "Go rescue Brother Kang, quick!"

"Yes, but what about those thugs?" Yellow Hair and Purple Hair rose quickly, asking as they walked.

"Beat them hard—just don't kill them!" Right Panhu was furious too. What a rotten day—every stray cat and mangy dog was crawling out of the woodwork. How could he be so unlucky?

With Right Panhu's order, Yellow Hair and Purple Hair had no more qualms. One each, they grabbed Ah Da and Ah Er by the hair and hoisted them up, then with a casual swing sent the two of them flying like cargo into the restaurant's ceiling with a tremendous "bang"!

Then the two came crashing down from the ceiling onto the floor. Another tremendous crash! They landed in a sprawling heap. Ah Er came off slightly better; Ah Da went head-first and landed face-down like a dog, every tooth in his mouth knocked out, blood filling his mouth as he howled in agony.

Su Lengzi was stunned too. He was a thug, sure, and loved a good brawl, but he had never seen a fight like this. Were these two strongmen or what? One casual swing and they'd sent Ah Da and Ah Er flying?

Su Lengzi's expression changed. He knew he'd run into genuine hard cases today. With a placating smile he tried to apologize, but how could Yellow Hair and Purple Hair give him the chance? Yellow Hair seized him by the hair and kicked him to the ground, then together with Purple Hair they furiously kicked him and the already-downed Ah Da and Ah Er until all three were bloody gourds, howling without end.

Both Yellow Hair and Purple Hair were cultivators; even without using true qi, beating up a few thugs was child's play—they simply left them alive.

"Phew..." Only then did Kang Zhaolong pull the plastic stool off his head, gasping for breath, and glare hatefully at the three petty thugs who had provoked him. He went over and laid into them with kicks and stomps, making the three—already half-dead—wail for their parents...

"So your men are quite the fighters, classmate Right Panhu. Then why didn't you step in when Kang Zhaolong was getting beaten on the bus? And you criticized me—I'd say your intentions are a bit questionable," Wei Zhao remarked blandly.

"That..." Right Panhu froze, realizing he hadn't had Yellow Hair and Purple Hair act back on the bus, which Wei Zhao had probably seen through. But of course he couldn't admit that now, so Right Panhu laughed it off: "There were so many people on the bus, and the robbers had guns. If I'd sent my men in, I couldn't guarantee the other students' safety!"

Wei Zhao smiled and said nothing more.

However, after Su Lengzi was beaten, the restaurant owner secretly phoned the ski resort's general manager. Su Lengzi and his lot had a long record of misdeeds, and the owner loathed them too—they not only collected protection money but often came around to freeload and sponge off him. But at the end of the day, the man was the general manager's nephew, and since trouble had broken out in his restaurant, he naturally rushed to distance himself from it.

So after Right Panhu's men finished their beating, a squad of ski resort security guards in uniform swarmed in and surrounded Right Panhu and Kang Zhaolong.

"Kid, you've got some nerve, hitting our general manager's nephew?" The security captain sneered at Right Panhu, Yellow Hair, Purple Hair, and the badly beaten Kang Zhaolong as he demanded an answer.

"He's lucky he's not dead." Right Panhu, of course, wasn't afraid of these guards. He gave a dismissive snort: "Yellow Hair, Purple Hair—he talks too much. Throw him out for me!"

"Yes, Young Master Right!" Yellow Hair and Purple Hair answered and strode toward the security captain.

Yellow Hair reached straight for the captain's collar—but just as he was about to grab it, the captain broke free in an instant!

"Huh?" Purple Hair glanced at the captain in surprise and blurted out: "A mid-stage Yellow rank expert?"

The security captain's expression shifted slightly. He hadn't expected the other side to see through his cultivation level! Which meant these people were no ordinary folk!

"Who are you people?" The captain hesitated, his tone softening considerably. To know about cultivators and to be able to gauge his strength—these people had to be cultivators themselves, at the very least!

After all, the captain had only used true qi in that split second of dodging, and that was how the other side had seen through him.

"Heh..." Purple Hair gave a cold laugh, his mid-stage Profound rank strength on full display. He might not dare put on airs before Wei Zhao, but a mere security captain—a mid-stage Yellow rank expert at best—was nothing in his eyes.

"A mid-stage Profound rank expert?" The captain's face changed at once. He hesitated, then cupped his hands and said: "Which road does Your Excellency travel? Let's not have the flood wash over the Dragon King's temple—the ski resort I serve is the property of the Fire Wolf Group..."

"The Fire Wolf Gang?" Right Panhu was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected the ski resort to be the Fire Wolf Gang's property.

"Indeed..." The captain's expression shifted again. Anyone who could name the Fire Wolf Gang on the spot clearly knew quite a bit. RQ

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