Make trouble?
Your blinded dog eyes?!
Look around and see where this is?!
Fei Hou was floored being treated this way in his own home; anger and frustration bubbled inside him whereas Huang Xiaolong behind him was shaking his head while smiling bitterly.
"Impetuous!" Fei Hou bellowed; his right hand suddenly waved forward, bringing a violent gale that whirled at the two guards away, throwing them heavily onto the ground.
The two guards screamed at the top of their lungs, raising a commotion the in mansion's surroundings. Passersby and nobles who came to send congratulatory gifts nearly jumped out of their skin, and they instantly retreated.
At this time, loud footsteps were heard rushing to their direction from the inner yards of the mansion and a group of mansion guards appeared, around twenty of them.
Leading the group of guards was a thick-bearded, middle-aged man. A thick, black beard covered three-quarter of his face, making him look particularly fierce and vicious; judging from his attire and demeanor, this middle-aged man must be the guards' captain.
"What is happening?" The moment this thick-bearded man rushed to the scene, he shouted out the question as he came beside the two miserable guards.
Struggling to get up, the two guards said to the middle-aged man: "Captain Lin, it was these two people! They came to make trouble at our Fei Mansion; he berated our Patriarch and attacked us first!" A finger pointed towards Huang Xiaolong and Fei Hou.
That thick black-bearded spun in Huang Xiaolong and Fei Hou's direction, and his expression sank. His mouth opened and a cold voice sounded, "Did you two eat a bear's heart or leopard's gallbladder? You dare come and make trouble in our Fei Mansion? Do you know what kind of place is the Fei Mansion?"
Huang Xiaolong rendered slightly helpless with the situation; it seems this black beard middle-aged is also someone who doesn't recognize Fei Hou. Fei Hou was away for seven years, so how much did the guards change in during this period of time?
Fei Hou also was speechless.
"Tell Fei Rong to come out!" Fei Hou stated bluntly with a nerve twitching on his forehead.
The thick black-bearded man was angered hearing Fei Hou refer to their Patriarch by name as this was naked disrespect towards their Patriarch, and his face darkened considerably: "Go! Capture these two people, let the Patriarch to judge their crime!"
"Yes, Captain Lin!"
The Fei Mansion's guards acknowledged loudly in unison, and all of the guards rushed towards Huang Xiaolong and Fei Hou. However, just when the group of guards wanted to make their moves, Fei Hou's palms slapped the void before him gently.
"Seal of Thunderstorm!" Tens, no, hundreds of handprints flew out like rain during a violent thunderstorm right onto the bodies of the Fei Mansion's guards, sending them flying off in all directions.
Over twenty of Fei Mansion's guards lay groaning on the ground.
Captain Lin's face changed for the worse; Fei Hou's strength had far exceeded his estimation as he himself was a Ninth Order, and he guessed Fei Hou to be, at the very least, a Tenth Order.
While this was happening at the front, Fei Rong was sitting in the main hall chatting with several other families' Patriarchs.
"Patriarch Fei, congrats, congrats ah; your dearest son and Miss Tao are getting married-- this is a great event in the Royal City ah!"
"Yes ah, Miss Tao is the pearl of Duke Tao's palm and the famous number one beauty in our Yuwai Royal City. Fei Ming, this kid really knows how to win the beauty's heart, even this Uncle Chen is feeling envious of him!"
Fei Rong chuckled, and just when he was about to speak, suddenly, loud shouting came from outside, and this realization surprised everyone sitting in the main hall. Is there still someone who dared to come and make trouble in the Fei Mansion?
At this point, a loud miserable scream resounded in the air; Fei Rong could tell it was Captain Lin Chenghu's voice, and his brows creased. Lin Chenghu was a Ninth Order expert: who could the person that injured him be, a Tenth Order?
"Everyone," Fei Rong stood up: "Please excuse me for a moment."
The several Patriarchs in the main hall and exchanged looks among themselves, and one by one stood up with Fei Rong.
One of them said: "We will go out together with Brother Fei and see what's happening. Let's take a look who has such big guts to come and create trouble here in the Fei Mansion!"
Fei Rong smiled, "Okay, I thank everyone here." Fei Rong stepped out of the main hall with the Patriarchs, heading towards the Fei Mansion's main door.
Moments later, Fei Rong and the group behind him arrived on the scene.
When Fei Rong reached the entrance area, his steps suddenly stopped and his body trembled. Noticing the silhouette near the entrance, Fei Rong was taken over by happiness and surprise.
The Guards Captain, Lin Chenghu, that was slammed away by Fei Hou earlier saw Fei Rong came out, and joy bloomed over this thick-bearded face as he scrambled to get up and reach Fei Rong's side: "Patriarch, it is these two people! They came to cause trouble in Fei Mansion!"
However, Fei Rong didn't look like he heard a word Lin Chenghu said, pushing him away to the side. Fei Rong walked and reached the middle-aged man who hit all the mansion's guards in a few brisk steps. Fei Rong shocked everyone present when he suddenly knelt down: "Father, you have returned!"
Father, you have returned!
Lin Chenghu's jaw dropped.
The several Patriarchs that came with Fei Rong were stunned.
The passersby and noble families that came to send congratulatory gifts were shocked, and the initial two guards that blocked Fei Hou's path stiffened on the spot.
Father?! The two guards turned deadly pale in the blink of an eye. That means this middle-aged man was really Patriarch's Old Man?! Not someone here to make trouble?!
Thinking of this, even their lower part shrunk in fear.
Fei Hou turned around, seeing saw his son, his solemn face relaxed: "Stand up!"
"Yes, Father!" Fei Rong answered respectfully, standing up. Fei Rong was full of smiles. "Father, you finally came back!" Seeing his Father back, Fei Rong was truly delighted from the bottom of his heart. The day after tomorrow is his son's wedding day, and Father rushed back in time to join in on the ceremony-- this was the greatest gift of all.
Fei Hou grinned, and then his expression suddenly became solemn as he said to Fei Rong: "This is Young Lord, quickly come and greet him!"
Young Lord?!
Fei Rong was greatly surprised as he inspected Huang Xiaolong visually. He looked at his Father with a puzzled face; why would Father recognize a fifteen, sixteen-year-old boy as Young Lord?
"What are you dilly-dallying for?" Seeing his son rooted there with hesitation, Fei Hou's voice grew solemn and he snapped.
Detecting the vast difference in his Father's expression, Fei Rong's heart nearly jumped out from his throat. Evidently, his Father wasn't playing a joke on him.
"Fei Rong greets the Young Lord!" Fei Rong no longer dared to be slow.
Huang Xiaolong reached out and helped Fei Rong up, "Patriarch Fei, no need to stand on ceremony, please stand."
This turn of event greatly baffled the Fei Mansion guards and the nobles around.
Fei Mansion's legendary Old Man was finally back, but he recognized a young man as Young Lord?!
What was this young man's identity?!
At this point, the Patriarchs of other families behind Fei Rong hurried to pay their respects to Fei Hou: "Greeting, Senior Fei Hou!"
Fei Hou nodded.
"Father, let's return inside the yard?" Fei Rong asked Fei Hou.
"Okay." Fei Hou agreed, and to Huang Xiaolong, Fei Hou made a 'please' gesture and invited Huang Xiaolong into the mansion: "Young Lord, please!"
Huang Xiaolong can do nothing with Fei Hou's gesture and became the first to walk in and he was followed by Fei Hou, Fei Rong, and the Patriarchs of other families.
When all had left, the guards and Lin Chenghu were still standing in the same spot in a daze.
In the Fei Mansion's main hall, Fei Hou requested Huang Xiaolong to sit on the main seat whereas he sat on his side. Fei Rong and the others can only sit in the normal seats in the hall.
Although Fei Rong has many questions and doubts about Huang Xiaolong, he didn't dare to ask about it in the open.
"Where is Fei Ming, that brat?" Fei Hou asked after taking a seat.
Fei Rong replied respectfully, "Father, Fei Ming went out with Miss Tao. I will send someone to inform him of your return, and tell him to come back!"
Fei Hou nodded his head in consent.
However, at this time, a Fei Mansion guard ran in abruptly in panic, hollering "Patriarch, it's bad. Young Master Fei Ming was beaten until he was injured!"
"What?!" Everyone in the main hall's expression's looked ugly.
"What happened exactly? Who did it?!" Fei Rong's fury erupted.
That person simply does not put the Fei Mansion in his eyes.
That guard hesitated a moment before reporting truthfully: "He was been beaten by Yang Zhanfei!"
"Yang Zhanfei!"
Those in the main hall were shocked, and the angry expression on Fei Rong's face diminished a level.
Huang Xiaolong noticed the unfavorable expressions in the main hall, and could not help but ask, "Who is this Yang Zhanfei?"
Fei Hou replied respectfully: "Yang Zhanfei is that Yang An's younger brother!"
"Yang An?" This relation was out of Huang Xiaolong's expectations.
That number one monstrous genius of the Yuwai Kingdom, Yang An? On the way here, the name he heard the most number of times was this Yang An. He did not expect that Yang Zhanfei would be Yang An's younger brother!
"Where is your Young Master now?" Huang Xiaolong turned to ask that Fei Mansion guard.
Fei Hou, Fei Rong, and the rest also turned to look at the guard.
The guard quickly replied: "At the Thousand Virtues Street!"
"Thousand Virtues Street?" Huang Xiaolong shifted his gaze onto Fei Hou, "How far is this Thousand Virtues Street from Fei Mansion?"
"It is just three streets away, not far!" Fei Hou promptly answered.
"Let us hurry over and see." Huang Xiaolong stood up.
Subsequently, under Fei Hou, Fei Rong, and the Patriarchs' lead, Huang Xiaolong and the group showed up at Thousand Virtues Street a short while later. What welcomed them was the view of a group of people encircling another group in the middle. The encircling group was laughing, mocking, and pointing, having a merry time judging from the expressions on their faces.
When Huang Xiaolong's group neared the center, an arrogant loud voice sounded: "Your mother, with this ugly face of yours you think you're worthy of Tao Zhe? Don't assume your Fei Mansion is almighty; in my eyes, Fei Mansion is nothing at all!"
"Let me tell you, Fei Ming, today this father beat you up, so what! What does your Fei Mansion dare to do? That Dad of yours is also nothing but a toothless tiger!"
The encircling crowd broke out in raucous laughter.
Obviously, it came from that Yang Zhanfei's servants and guards he brought with him.
"Yang Zhanfei, I'll fight you to death!" A furious roar cuts through the noises.
And seconds later, a painful scream ensued.
Fei Rong's face paled hearing that voice. Anger and wrath erupted inside his heart, the Fei Mansion guards sprinted into the encirclement, breaking it and scattering the crowd away. Huang Xiaolong and the rest saw a twenty-five or twenty-six-year-old young man lying on the street with blood stains on his face while a beautiful young girl in her early twenties tried to lift the young man up with a worried face. At the same time, her face contained fury glaring at another young man dressed in golden brocade robe opposite them, not far away.
This beautiful young woman should be Tao Zhe, and that young man in golden brocade robe – Yang Zhanfei.
"Fei Ming, how bad is it?" Tao Zhe propped Fei Ming up and anxiously asked.
Fei Ming only shook his head.
At this time, the Fei Mansion guards had already cut a path through the crowd and Fei Rong was seen rushing up front.
"Dad!" Fei Ming called out seeing Fei Rong, but as his voice landed, his eyes caught sight of another silhouette behind Fei Rong; surprised, his voice trembled when he cried out: "Grandfather!"
"Grandfather, you're back!" Ignoring his injuries, Fei Ming hastened precariously towards Fei Hou.
Fei Hou nodded and flashed an affectionate smile as he quickly took over holding up his grandson up and checking the extent of his injuries. Fei hou let out a breath of relief. His grandson's injuries weren't as bad as it looks; it seems that Yang Zhanfei still had a sense of proportion.
Yang Zhanfei was greatly shocked within when he saw Fei Hou; an old man that had disappeared for so many years actually came back? He knew Fei Hou was a peak late-Tenth Order.
"Heyhey, Fei Mansion guards' action is quite efficient-- even the Patriarch came!" Yang Zhanfei's poisonous tongue wagged. "Don't worry, that Fei Ming's life is in no danger! But he might not be so lucky next time." He looked at Fei Ming as he spoke these words, "When you see me in the future, hide far away, otherwise, I will beat you up every time I see you!"
"We're leaving!" Yang Zhanfei motioned with a hand wave, signaling the servant and guards behind him.
"Stop!" Just when Yang Zhanfei was about to leave with his servants and guards, a loud snarled resounded.
Yang Zhanfei's leg paused inches above the ground, his head looked back and saw the one who spoke was Fei Hou.
Fei Hou slowly stepped towards the young man.
If he allowed this young man to pat his ass and leave just like that, then the Fei Mansion wouldn't face any face to show in Yuwai Royal City anymore!
Yang Zhanfei calmly looked on as Fei Hou approached him slowly, "You are Fei Hou? You want to avenge your grandson?" Saying this, his eyes swept through the numbers of Fei Mansion guards, "You want to bully us having fewer people?"
Fei Hou opened his mouth about to answer, suddenly, Huang Xiaolong appeared next to him, "As long as you can take one palm from me, we'll allow you to leave."
Yang Zhanfei glared fiercely at Huang Xiaolong, but all of a sudden, a smile emerged on his face "Kid, what did you say? Take one palm from you? Repeat it again, this father didn't understand clearly."
The servants and guards behind Yang Zhanfei broke out in laughter whereas Huang Xiaolong remained indifferent.
"Kid, where did a kid that hasn't weaned milk like you run out from, can you even make decisions?" Yang Zhanfei said after he managed to stop laughing.
"He is my Young Lord, his meaning is my meaning!" At this time, Fei Hou interjected.
Young Lord?!
Yang Zhanfei was dumbstruck looking at Huang Xiaolong when he heard Fei Hou's words, and he was greatly surprised.
Fei Hou actually referred to this teenage boy as Young Lord!
The servants and guards behind Yang Zhanfei were also observing Huang Xiaolong with shock in their eyes.
Getting over his shock, Yang Zhanfei coldly said, "Since it is like this, I also want to see how you can defeat me with just one palm!" A cruel light glinted across Yang Zhanfei's pupils.
Although Fei Hou referred to Huang Xiaolong as Young Lord which greatly shook his heart, he did not take Huang Xiaolong seriously. Or it was more accurate to say, he'd never put a sixteen-year-old kid in his eyes, much less defeat him with just one palm!
At this point, the crowd sensibly retreated back. Yang Zhanfei and Huang Xiaolong stood in the middle with waves of energies fluctuating in the air.
The crowd's focus was entirely on the two figures in the middle, especially Fei Rong. His eyes followed Huang Xiaolong tightly as he wanted to know Huang Xiaolong's strength.
What does this young man have that made Father acknowledged him as Lord?!
"Dad, he is?" Fei Ming asked Fei Rong, pointing at Huang Xiaolong. Just now, his Grandfather actually acknowledged in public that young man is his Young Lord, and the shock and surprised he felt was much stronger compared to Fei Rong.
"Are you ready?" Huang Xiaolong asked in a nonchalant manner as he looked at the opposite side.
"Million Stars Holy Boxing!"
Yang Zhanfei suddenly dashed out, making a sneak attack ㅡ his fist punched towards Huang Xiaolong's chest. The attack arrived almost instantly in front of Huang Xiaolong and countless starlight shone like pillars as a discernable, holy aura spread out from the center.
Everyone present was startled for none of them imagined Yang Zhanfei would launch a sneak attack.
Including Fei Rong.
"Careful!" Fei Ming blurted out in anxiousness-- that Yang Zhanfei is a peak late-Seventh Order.
When everyone thought Yang Zhanfei's attack would hit the mark, Huang Xiaolong made his move. He raised one of his hands and slammed out an attack against the fist.
"Boom!" A loud explosion reverberated in the air.
Yang Zhanfei wailed tragically, flying out and crashing heavily onto the streets, causing the entire street to shake.
One palm!
Not one person dared to utter gasps of surprise loudly.
Fei Rong was stupefied whereas Fei Ming who shouted for Huang Xiaolong to be careful was transfixed on the spot with his mouth the shape of an 'O'.
The servants and guards that came with Yang Zhanfei were so scared they forgot to help Yang Zhanfei up from the ground.
Huang Xiaolong slowly walked towards Yang Zhanfei, the latter had fear written all over his face; his butt scraped the street surface in horror, "You, you, what do you want to do?!"
"What do I want to do?" Huang Xiaolong stopped in front of him.
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