Ren Jian transformed into his beast form, using the might of his White Tiger to suppress Ji Shiyou and others, arrogantly threatening to burn down the mountain.
Just then, a half-eaten chicken leg flew through the air, landing with a smack in Ren Jian's mouth.
The immense force attached to it sent Ren Jian's muscular three-meter-tall body staggering backward.
Then, Ren Jian's body, like a ball, rolled down the mountain.
Ren Jian rolled down the mountain, his tiger's might vanishing. Everyone felt a wave of relief.
Seeing Ren Jian, who had rolled into a ball, reach the foot of the mountain, they were all dumbfounded.
Everyone was curious. Who threw the chicken leg? What kind of formidable person could wield such power with a single chicken leg?
Ren Jian's brain hadn't even processed what happened before he was rolling down the mountain. He dazedly got up, feeling something in his mouth.
He instinctively took a bite, and a taste of bliss immediately enveloped him. Ren Jian gobbled down the entire chicken leg in one gulp.
He smacked his lips, still savoring the taste, only then realizing he was no longer at the venue but at the foot of the mountain.
He then remembered he had been knocked down by someone. He unleashed his White Tiger speed and returned to the plaza like the wind.
"Who? Who? Who ambushed me? Come out, grandpa! I'll smash you to bits!
Damn it, this chicken leg is so delicious! But I'm injured, so I demand compensation of a hundred chicken legs!"
Ren Jian, in his beast form, with a ferocious expression, spewed threats.
However, when he spoke of chicken legs, his greedy look made him appear somewhat endearingly clumsy, causing everyone to stifle their laughter.
But then, the expressions on everyone's faces shifted dramatically, their mouths forming 'o' shapes.
Because as soon as Ren Jian finished his threats, a figure descended from the sky, and before even landing, kicked him squarely in the face.
Everyone felt Yunmeng Mountain tremble from the impact of Ren Jian's muscular body hitting the ground.
"Who are you? Why did you hit me?"
Ren Jian struggled to adjust his vision, looking up along the foot pressing on his face, and saw a face of unparalleled beauty.
And a hand as white as jade, holding a roasted chicken wing that exuded a tempting aroma, perfectly crisp on the outside and tender on the inside.
Ren Jian, with his sturdy build and rough appearance, endured the constant drool and asked with a wronged expression.
"Who am I? I am the person in charge of this base, Mingyue.
You were causing trouble at the trade fair, bullying my people, and even threatening to burn down Yunmeng Mountain.
Shouldn't I hit you? You wanted to smash me to bits, didn't you? Come on, I'll give you the chance."
Mingyue didn't put down the chicken wing in her hand. She didn't make a move, nor did she use any special abilities.
She simply unleashed a barrage of kicks on Ren Jian's body, perfectly showcasing the formidable physical prowess of the Witch Clan.
After releasing Yin Qing from the sea of clouds, she had gone to the summit of Yunmeng Mountain, where Ba Jiu and Bao Bao were waiting for her.
Mingyue had no intention of participating in the trade fair. Welcoming and seeing off guests was not her forte.
The task Wen Qingtian had assigned her was to look after the children, keeping the two mischievous ones, Ba Jiu and Bao Bao, from causing any destruction at the trade fair.
So, Mingyue took the two little ones to the mountaintop. Bored, Mingyue conjured a plump chicken from her spatial storage.
Ba Jiu and Bao Bao were both masters of fire control and roasted the chicken until it was perfectly crisp on the outside and tender on the inside, filling the air with a tantalizing aroma.
Although Mingyue noticed Ren Jian causing trouble, she trusted that Wen Qingtian would handle it well and didn't pay much attention.
The three were enjoying their meal when they were suddenly disturbed by Ren Jian's tiger might. Looking down, they saw the situation had become tense.
Crucially, their own people were at a disadvantage, suppressed by Ren Jian.
Seeing Ren Jian's arrogant and overbearing behavior, and his threat to set Yunmeng Mountain ablaze, there was no one to stop him.
With Mingyue's fiery temper and protective nature, how could she stand idly by? Thus, she intervened.
She directly used the chicken leg in her hand to knock Ren Jian down the mountain, hoping to make him retreat.
The trade fair was still ongoing, and she didn't want to cause any deaths. Therefore, she only intended to deliver a minor warning.
Who would have thought that Ren Jian, this persistent nuisance, would not leave but return to the plaza?
He even issued verbal provocations, threatening to smash her. Mingyue had just broken off a chicken wing when she heard Ren Jian's shouting.
She leaped directly from the mountaintop. This time, she held nothing back. Didn't Ren Jian want to smash her? Then she would directly stomp him into submission.
"Queen, spare me! I surrender, I surrender!
Stop hitting me, I admit defeat, I admit defeat, please spare me!"
It was fortunate that Ren Jian was in his beast form, possessing extraordinary defensive capabilities. If it were any other ability user, they would have been crushed into a pulp by Mingyue.
However, he was not faring well either. After a few kicks from Mingyue, he realized the danger.
Mingyue's kicks, though seemingly random and lacking any discernible pattern, were impossible for him to dodge. It was as if his body had been locked onto beforehand.
Furthermore, after being kicked, his body felt as if it had been run over by a train, causing him unbearable pain.
Silently enduring a few more kicks, Ren Jian could no longer bear it. A true man knows when to bend and when to stand firm. He immediately begged for mercy.
"You're quite sensible. You surrender immediately when you can't win to save your life. If you had thought of this earlier, why did you cause trouble in the first place?
Fine. Today is the base's trade fair, and I don't want to spoil the mood. Get lost, and don't let me see you again."
Seeing Ren Jian beg for mercy, Mingyue stopped her assault, took a bite of her chicken wing, and found it a bit cold. She wanted to go back to the mountaintop to reheat it.
"Queen, please wait. I didn't intentionally cause trouble. Your invitation letter has a loophole.
You lured me into making a mistake. The root cause is not me. He who doesn't seize an opportunity is a fool, so can you blame me?
Besides, you sent me the invitation letter. At worst, I won't take the gift. Why are you driving me away?"
Ren Jian got up from the ground, dispelled his beast form, and, barefoot, retrieved his flip-flops and put them on.
Hearing that he was being driven away, he immediately blocked Mingyue, saying resentfully.
He wasn't leaving. During his tour earlier, it was introduced that the next segment was a tasting session. If he were to leave, it would be after the tasting.
"Wen Qingtian, you handle this. Whether he stays or goes, it's up to you.
But make sure he understands that withholding the gift from him is completely fair and reasonable.
Mingyue Base values integrity. Don't let others think we are bullying people!"
As long as Ren Jian didn't cause trouble, Mingyue couldn't be bothered to deal with him. She called Wen Qingtian over and turned to leave.
"Mr. Ren, I remind you again to carefully read the invitation letter. It is clearly stated there.
Our base does not engage in dishonesty or false advertising. Please look for yourself."
Wen Qingtian picked up the invitation letter that had been discarded on the ground and shoved it into Ren Jian's hand, saying with annoyance.
What a detestable fellow, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. He acted like a tiger in front of him,
but after being beaten severely by Mingyue, he turned into a meek little kitten, obedient to a fault.
"Look at what?"
Ren Jian held the invitation letter, utterly bewildered, not understanding why Wen Qingtian repeatedly told him to read the invitation letter.
He had already read it aloud, and there was nothing different. Could he see something else in it?
"Look at the back!"
Seeing Ren Jian's innocent and bewildered eyes, Wen Qingtian roared impatiently.
"It was my fault. On behalf of the White Tiger Base, I apologize to you. Please don't drive us away, okay?
Our White Tiger Base has purchasing power, and we are very interested in your products."
After reading the back of the invitation letter, Ren Jian immediately apologized and then quickly found a seat, waiting for the tasting session to begin.
However, he was inwardly cursing Mingyue Base as a complete bunch of unscrupulous merchants.