In the afternoon of that day, Cheng Xiaofan’s phone rang. He took out his phone and checked the caller ID, which showed it was Tang Guihua, the village women’s director.
He couldn’t help but be alarmed, wondering if another woman in the village was about to give birth and needed him to help deliver the baby.
“Sister Guihua, do you need me for something?” Cheng Xiaofan asked, feeling a little apprehensive.
Tang Guihua said, “Xiaofan, please come to the village office. Someone is trying to forcefully buy our village’s super nutritious Chinese cabbage and fruit ginseng, and they’re offering very low prices!”
Cheng Xiaofan’s brow furrowed upon hearing this.
As the saying goes, people fear fame, just as pigs fear getting fat.
This cabbage, having gained fame, was now bringing trouble.
“Sister Guihua, don’t worry, I’ll be right there!”
Cheng Xiaofan hopped on his motorcycle and sped towards the village office.
Upon arriving, he noticed a beautiful pickup truck parked outside. It looked expensive, likely costing hundreds of thousands of yuan.
However, compared to Bai Yiling’s pickup truck, it was far inferior, like comparing the east bank to the west bank of a river.
Stepping through the village office gate, he saw a young man with greasy hair and a powdered face shouting at Luo Changsheng, “I’m telling you, old man, it’s no use calling anyone. I’ve got my eye on your village’s cabbage and radishes. You’ll sell them to me whether you want to or not!”
“Go ask around in Wangjiang City. Mention Brother Bao from Wangjiang Tower Hotel, and who wouldn’t give me some respect? What’s more, you bumpkins dare to fight me?”
Behind him stood several burly men, likely Brother Bao’s subordinates. They looked fierce, radiating an aura of malevolence.
It seemed these people had come all the way from Wangjiang City.
Clearly, they had seen how incredibly popular Taste Pavilion’s business was, learned the source of their ingredients, and rushed here to seize them.
Cheng Xiaofan’s gaze fell upon them, paused for a moment, and his expression turned grim.
Inside the room, besides Luo Changsheng, were Tang Guihua and Mei Xueyun.
Cheng Xiaofan noticed that Mei Xueyun’s face was red and swollen on one side. He quickly asked, “Xueyun, what happened to your face?”
Mei Xueyun looked quite wronged and opened her mouth, but couldn’t speak. Tang Guihua quickly pointed at the man they called Brother Bao and said, “Xueyun tried to reason with him just now, and he slapped her. He almost hit Old Village Chief Luo too!”
Upon hearing this, Cheng Xiaofan’s anger surged like a flame.
Mei Xueyun was a village official assigned to Zhuxi Village from the district. She was probably a pampered young lady at home and had never been touched by anyone before.
As for Old Man Luo, he was a highly respected elder in the village, held in great esteem by everyone, young and old.
This Brother Bao had dared to lay a hand on Mei Xueyun and even attempted to hit Grandpa Luo, which had touched Cheng Xiaofan’s dragon’s reverse scale!
“Which hand of yours hit Xueyun?” Cheng Xiaofan asked coldly, his eyes glinting with chilling light.
Brother Bao smugly waved his right hand and said arrogantly, “Kid, you’re Cheng Xiaofan, right? I heard you cultivated those cabbages and radishes. From now on, those things belong to me!”
“I can speak to you so imperiously purely based on strength!”
He spotted a stone stool nearby, which looked to weigh over two hundred pounds. He walked over, raised his right hand, and smashed it down.
With a loud crash, the stone stool shattered into pieces.
No wonder this guy was so arrogant; he was clearly a martial artist, a true master.
Anyone who could shatter such a stone stool with a single palm strike could indeed be arrogant.
As he retracted his right hand, a cold, electric-like light flickered in his palm.
Cheng Xiaofan was slightly taken aback. Could this Brother Bao also be practicing ancient martial arts?
“Well, are you all scared now?” Brother Bao saw that Luo Changsheng, Tang Guihua, and Mei Xueyun were all stunned, and he paced around the room, laughing wildly with arrogance.
Unfortunately, the move Brother Bao had displayed was far from Cheng Xiaofan’s level.
“Brother Bao, is it?”
He sneered and said, “I, Cheng Xiaofan, also speak with strength. For a scumbag like you to try and show off in front of me is truly blinding your dog eyes!”
*Slap!*
As soon as the words left his mouth, Cheng Xiaofan flickered and appeared before Brother Bao, landing a slap on his face.
Brother Bao was sent flying through the air and landed heavily on the ground.
The slap was so fierce that Brother Bao fainted on the spot.
“Kid, you’re looking for death!”
“How dare you lay a hand on our Brother Bao, you’re dead!”
“Let’s all go at him together and cripple this kid!”
The several burly men roared like wild beasts and charged at Cheng Xiaofan.
“Screeeech—”
“Woof woof!”
In the blink of an eye, just as the men were about to pounce on Cheng Xiaofan, an eagle and a dog leaped into the room.
The Heaven-Breaking Eagle flapped its wings, creating a gust of wind that sent the men tumbling out of the room.
Naughty Treasure, not to be outdone, charged forward and tackled one of the men, sending him somersaulting. The man cried out in pain and rolled on the ground.
Cheng Xiaofan knew that these two beasts were quite intelligent and knew how to hold back. He ignored the fallen men and directly grabbed Brother Bao from the ground, dragging him into the adjacent office.
*Slap!*
Another slap landed. Brother Bao shook his head, finally regaining consciousness.
“You dare hit me, you…”
Brother Bao was enraged. However, when he tried to retaliate against Cheng Xiaofan, his body felt limp, like an empty sack, and he couldn’t muster any strength.
He panicked and said, “What did you do to me?”
“Enough nonsense, sit down!”
Cheng Xiaofan’s voice was cold. He immediately unleashed a stream of dragon qi that permeated the surroundings.
Brother Bao was crushed by the dragon qi, his body turning cold. The suffocating sensation, as if on the verge of death, made him tremble all over.
“You…” He looked at Cheng Xiaofan with extreme fear, unable to utter a complete sentence.
Cheng Xiaofan paid no mind to Brother Bao. He found paper and a pen in the office and quickly sketched a portrait of a beautiful young woman.
He had never learned to draw, yet today, as if guided by an unseen force, he drew a portrait of a woman that was incredibly lifelike and vivid.
The woman’s eyes seemed to speak.
Looking at the woman in the drawing, Cheng Xiaofan couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. Such a beautiful and peerless young woman had fallen victim to a demon’s cruelty, her life extinguished.
He pushed the portrait towards Brother Bao and said coldly, “Brother Bao, this young woman… you killed her, didn’t you?”
“How did you know?”
Brother Bao was struck as if by lightning and blurted out the words.