Less than half an hour later, a flurry of hurried footsteps was heard from outside the door.
Suddenly, a group of people surged in from outside, led by a robust man in his fifties, with dark skin, a square face, and an aura of menace.
This man was Wu Feng's father, Wu Feiyang.
Following behind him were over twenty people, all cultivators from the martial world. Judging by their aura, several demonic cultivators were among them.
The people from the Martial Affairs Bureau had actually brought demonic cultivators along.
"Dad, you're finally here!" Wu Feng spotted Wu Feiyang immediately and started wailing again.
Wu Feiyang's face was grim. His gaze fell upon Cheng Xiaofan, and he paused for a moment. "Did you beat my son?" he asked.
"Are all these people lying on the ground the ones you beat?"
Cheng Xiaofan appeared completely unfazed, calmly finishing the water in his cup.
He wiped his mouth, nodded at Wu Feiyang, and said with a chuckle, "You're very clever. You guessed it right away. Yes, I did beat them!"
Wu Feiyang looked at Cheng Xiaofan, his brow furrowed. "You look somewhat familiar. Have I seen you somewhere before?"
Cheng Xiaofan smiled. "It's right that I look familiar to you!"
"I'll give you a chance. Guess who I am?"
"Hmph!"
Wu Feiyang said angrily, "You brat, I don't care who you are. I absolutely will not allow anyone to bully my son!"
With a whoosh!
Cheng Xiaofan splashed the remaining tea in his cup onto Wu Feiyang's face.
His expression darkened. "So what if I bullied your son? I'll bully you too!"
Slap!
As soon as the words left his mouth, Cheng Xiaofan landed a slap across Wu Feiyang's face.
This slap stunned Wu Feiyang!
This was the first time he had been publicly slapped in this area of Gangzhou.
Had this guy drunk from the King of Hell's urine?
Who gave him the guts to even strike Wu Feiyang?
After a long pause, he finally came to his senses and roared at Cheng Xiaofan with immense fury, "You brat, did you just slap me?"
Cheng Xiaofan sneered. "Idiot, if it wasn't me, is there anyone else here who dares to touch you?"
"All of you, attack! Capture this brat!" Wu Feiyang yelled at the twenty-odd people, unable to contain his anger.
The group surged forward like a tidal wave, rushing towards Cheng Xiaofan.
Cheng Xiaofan threw out a punch.
Boom!
The force of the punch exploded like thunder.
The immensely powerful wave of air sent the twenty-odd people flying backward onto the ground.
Then, he leaped forward, grabbed a demonic cultivator, and clamped his hand around the man's neck. With a slight squeeze, a crunch was heard, and the head lolled to the side.
The man died instantly.
His entire body went limp and collapsed on the ground.
Seeing this, Wu Feiyang's face turned deathly pale.
"Who exactly are you?" He could hardly believe that all these people, carefully selected cultivators from the martial world, were so utterly useless against Cheng Xiaofan.
Cheng Xiaofan grinned mischievously. "Guess!"
Wu Feiyang shouted in exasperation, "You brat, do you know who I am?"
Cheng Xiaofan chuckled. "Let me guess. Hmm, if I'm not mistaken, your name is Wu Feiyang, and you're the head of the Gangzhou branch of the Provincial Martial Affairs Bureau."
"Was my guess accurate?"
Wu Feiyang was stunned again. "You know me?"
Cheng Xiaofan shook his head. "I don't know you. This is the first time I'm seeing you!"
Wu Feiyang roared, his fury boiling over. "Since you know my identity, how dare you hit my son?"
Cheng Xiaofan's expression suddenly turned cold. "Wu Feiyang, as the head of the Gangzhou branch of the Provincial Martial Affairs Bureau, you actually incited your son to run amok and commit all sorts of evil deeds in the Gangzhou area. Don't you have any conscience at all?"
"My girlfriend was undergoing training here in Gangzhou, and your son ran into her. He insisted on forcing her to sleep with him. Tell me, shouldn't he have been beaten?"
Unexpectedly!
Upon hearing this, Wu Feiyang burst into loud laughter. "Kid, so what if my son forced your girlfriend to sleep with him?"
"He has the guts for it!"
Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Feiyang drew a gun from his waist.
The muzzle pointed at Cheng Xiaofan.
"No—"
Mu Lihua saw this and rushed forward to shield Cheng Xiaofan. "The matter started because of me. If you're going to shoot, shoot me!"
"My boyfriend only acted because he was protecting me!"
At a time like this, a timid woman actually dared to step forward.
This made Cheng Xiaofan look at her with a bit more regard.
"Sister Lihua, you don't need to get involved in this."
He pulled her behind him and said, "Since I've made a move, I won't back down easily."
"A mere Wu Feiyang is nothing to me!"
"If he has the guts, let him shoot me!"
Cheng Xiaofan's words were so infuriating that Wu Feiyang's facial features seemed to contort.
He roared in a frenzy, "Kid, do you think I dare not shoot?"
Bang!
Wu Feiyang pulled the trigger, and the bullet shot towards Cheng Xiaofan's chest.
But!
The bullet stopped in mid-air, about half a meter away from Cheng Xiaofan.
Cheng Xiaofan reached out and flicked the bullet.
A demonic cultivator who had just struggled to his feet hadn't even regained his balance when, with a whizz, the bullet pierced through his head.
"Ah—"
The demonic cultivator let out a scream and collapsed on the ground.
His limbs twitched, and he died.
"You—"
Wu Feiyang stared at Cheng Xiaofan, and a certain person suddenly came to mind.
Like being struck by lightning, he couldn't help but tremble all over.
He blurted out in panic, "You're Cheng Xiaofan?"
A playful smile curled on Cheng Xiaofan's lips. "What, Wu Feiyang, has your brain finally caught up? You remember who I am?"
Thump!
Wu Feiyang immediately knelt on the ground.
As the head of the Martial Affairs Bureau, how could he not know Cheng Xiaofan?
He had browsed the martial world forums many times and knew many of Cheng Xiaofan's legendary tales.
At the same time, he had also seen Cheng Xiaofan's photo on the martial world forums.
He never dreamed that his son would run into Cheng Xiaofan's girlfriend here. Wasn't this deliberately asking for trouble and courting death?
Who was Cheng Xiaofan?
He was an absolute harbinger of doom.
No one who opposed him had ever walked away alive.
When the people present saw Wu Feiyang kneeling before Cheng Xiaofan, they were all dumbfounded, as if turned to stone.
"Dad, why are you kneeling before that brat?" Wu Feng, clueless about the situation, yelled hysterically.
"Shut your mouth!"
Wu Feiyang roared at his son, "If you want to die, don't drag your dad down with you!"
He then quickly turned to Cheng Xiaofan and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng. I had no idea you were in Gangzhou. I apologize to you here!"