Seeing that the two were stubborn, Long Xiao was sure they were controlled by the middle-aged man. Once a person's mind was controlled, they became like a puppet to the controller, willing to be killed without complaint.
Ever since Long Xiao obtained the "Dragon Repository" and began studying its knowledge and techniques, he had been cross-referencing its terms with modern ones for easier learning.
Long Xiao ignored the strong man and the red-haired woman, his gaze returning to the middle-aged man. He asked, "Now it's your turn to speak. Tell me why you're causing trouble for the Huo family."
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"I spoke first just now, so it's naturally your turn this time."
"Hahaha, you fool. If you want to speak, then speak. I've never met anyone as foolish as you."
Long Xiao realized he had been tricked. He felt a great sense of satisfaction when he tricked others, but being tricked himself left him feeling incredibly frustrated.
"Fine, if you don't want to say, then don't. It doesn't matter to me whether you speak or not. Plenty of people are interested in the Huo family, and you're just one more."
"Kid, it seems you're determined to help the Huo family. Meddling in other people's affairs can bring trouble upon yourself."
"I'm willing. Whatever trouble comes, it's my business. What does it have to do with you?" Long Xiao said with a smile.
Seeing that Long Xiao could perform the exquisite Corpse Driving Steps, the middle-aged man hesitated. He worried that Long Xiao might be connected to the forces behind the Luo family.
While the Luo family was renowned, it was merely a secular family. In China, the middle-aged man dared to provoke any secular family, even the Long family, which was proclaimed to be the foremost family in China.
What the middle-aged man feared were the forces behind these secular families. On the surface, China had only several major aristocratic families, a few minor ones, several major royal families, and various sects and organizations of different sizes.
Behind all these powers, various reclusive families were nurtured. Although these reclusive families were not very large, they represented the highest strength in China and were the ultimate existences.
Looking at Long Xiao's arrogant demeanor, the middle-aged man grumbled to himself. He couldn't decide whether to engage Long Xiao, fearing that if he killed Long Xiao, the forces he belonged to might hunt him down.
While the Qilin Soul was valuable, being hunted globally for it would be a loss that outweighed the gain.
Seeing the middle-aged man's indecision, Long Xiao gained confidence. This middle-aged man was very mysterious, and Long Xiao worried he was a master from somewhere.
This was not the time to show off. Long Xiao had never feared anyone in a fight, but his main opponent was Jack. He preferred to keep others from fighting if possible.
Seeing that his threat had no effect, the middle-aged man said, "You can still leave now. If you wait until I make a move, you won't have another chance to go."
Long Xiao shook his head and said, "Enough with the empty threats. I wasn't scared into this state. If you want to fight, do it quickly. If you're afraid, then scram. There's a long line behind you."
While speaking with the middle-aged man, Long Xiao noticed movement in the distant darkness. These people were likely also after the Qilin Soul.
The middle-aged man hadn't noticed the others. While he was still hesitating, the figures in the darkness slowly approached the Huo family villa.
First came three middle-aged men in suits, followed by three very beautiful and fashionably dressed women who would turn heads at least ninety percent of the time on the street.
With the arrival of the two groups, six people in total, the middle-aged man glanced at Long Xiao and decided to temporarily withdraw.
"Since you have guests here, I won't disturb you further. We'll meet again," the middle-aged man said to Long Xiao, cupping his fists in a polite gesture.
Long Xiao was not polite in return. He waved his hand and said, "Just admit you're scared. What's with all the politeness? If you're going to leave, do it quickly, or you won't be able to."
The middle-aged man felt indignant, but seeing the rapidly approaching six people, he decided to endure it and left immediately.
Just as the middle-aged man and his two subordinates departed, more than a dozen people emerged from the darkness. They arrived in small groups, chatting amongst themselves as if on a casual stroll, and entered the Huo family villa.
The Huo family villa became increasingly lively. Everyone who entered the villa lingered at the main entrance. The Huo family's bodyguards, with tense expressions, stood in a line, holding electric batons, ready to fight at any moment.
Long Xiao sat back down on the chair. It didn't matter to him how many people came; they wouldn't all attack at once, and he could handle three to five at a time.
People continued to appear for an hour before the figures in the darkness gradually thinned.
Over a hundred people now stood inside and outside the Huo family's gate. The Huo family bodyguards were all on high alert, some sweating profusely.
Huo Zhen and Huo Tianyi, standing behind the glass doors of the living room, looked out at the situation with dismay. They had never imagined so many people would show up at once.
Even the last time various major powers had gathered at the Huo family's residence, there hadn't been this many people.
Long Xiao closed his eyes, and only when no one else appeared did he open them and say, "What are your demands? Speak, and I'll satisfy them as much as possible."
"First, tell us who you are and why you're blocking the entrance," someone asked.
Long Xiao dangled his legs and looked at the questioner. "I am Long Xiao of Xinglin Medical Hall in Donghai. Huo Zhen is my friend, and I'll handle his affairs."
"Can you handle it?" someone else asked.
"Whether I can handle it or not is not for you to decide, nor for me to decide."
"Then who decides?" someone shouted.
"Strength," Long Xiao said, flexing his fist. "In front of people like you, who have no law, no morals, and no bottom line, only strength speaks."
"Well said! Can you first show us your strength so we can see?" a little girl, who looked no older than thirteen or fourteen, exclaimed.
Long Xiao shook his head. "I'm not a monkey, and you're not an audience. If you want to see my strength, you can. Whoever comes forward and uses their life to let everyone witness my strength."
Most people wouldn't engage in such a helpful act. Those who dared to come to the Huo family were either powerful or influential; none were ordinary.
After a minute of silence, no one was willing to step forward. Although everyone wanted to see Long Xiao's strength to decide whether to stay or leave, their own lives were more important than the Qilin Soul. Without life, even obtaining the Qilin Soul would be for someone else, making the achievement meaningless.
Long Xiao lowered his legs, stood up, and said loudly, "A bunch of rabble dares to covet the Qilin Soul? Don't you think you're ridiculous?"
"The Qilin Soul belongs to everyone in the world. Everyone has the right to obtain it," a burly man shouted from the crowd.
Another person shouted, "Aren't you also after the Qilin Soul? Stop pretending. We all have the same goal, so why act innocent?"
Long Xiao shook his head. "I'm not pretending, and I don't want to obtain the Qilin Soul, because I know that the Huo family's Qilin Soul has indeed disappeared, and the Huo family hasn't found it yet."
"Who would believe that? We received news that the Qilin Soul is within Huo Zhen. As long as we capture Huo Zhen, we'll get the Qilin Soul."