"Elder Gu, he dared to hit me, quickly teach him a lesson for me, preferably breaking his arms and legs," Chai Xiujin, having regained his senses, cursed and got up.
Elder Gu's face underwent a drastic change, and he turned his head to glance at him, his eyes filled with an icy chill that seemed murderous.
Chai Xiujin was startled for a moment before he asked, "Elder Gu, what's wrong?"
"How dare you slight Lord Lin Mo so," Elder Gu rebuked sharply.
"What Lin Mo?" Chai Xiujin was completely terrified; he was merely a profligate son of a branch of the Chai Family, still a considerable distance from the main family. Not to mention that Elder Gu, even within the main family, held a highly revered status.
The others were also looking at each other, bewildered. Although Lin Mo's name was significant, it only circulated within the Martial Arts World; outside of it, unless one belonged to a super-large family, very few knew of Lin Mo's existence.
Pan Yaowen's face was filled with confusion as he asked, "Who is Lin Mo?"
Not only him, Lu Huahui and Lu Huan also wore puzzled expressions.
Only Uncle Guan sighed and muttered to himself, "So it was him."
"Having met Lord Lin Mo, I, the unworthy one, have offended you earlier. I hope that you, being magnanimous, will not stoop to the level of someone like me," Elder Gu said, staring at Chai Xiujin as if looking at a dead man, then turned and bowed ninety degrees to Lin Mo, speaking with utmost respect.
Lin Mo casually slapped out his hand, and instantly, an immense pressure bore down upon everyone. Chai Xiujin's face was particularly filled with terror.
"I am a member of the Chai Family, you... you can't kill me."
Yet Lin Mo's palm had already descended, and like swatting a fly, Chai Xiujin lay flat on the ground, already breathless.
With a raise of his hand, a life was taken as if swatting a mosquito, rendering the room deathly silent as if the temperature had dropped several degrees, sending shivers down everyone's spine.
Elder Gu and Uncle Guan were both shocked.
While Martial Arts Masters were formidable, capable of sending their True Qi from their bodies, who among them could lightly slap their palm and condense True Qi as heavy as mountains to crush a person to death? It was shockingly terrifying.
Duanmu Xiang's beautiful eyes also shone with amazement. According to her intelligence, Yingzi had only been with him for a year, and in such a brief time, he'd managed to train someone into such a master; such strength was truly formidable!
"I have killed a person of the Chai Family. Do you have any objections?" Lin Mo said indifferently as he looked at Elder Gu.
"He brought it upon himself; a good kill, a good kill," Elder Gu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, nearly bursting into applause in approval.
Who else would dare to speak? Lin Mo casually killed, and even Elder Gu from the Chai Family had to approve. This person was too terrifying, not an existence an ordinary person could provoke.
Lu Huan covered her little mouth, her eyes wide, scarcely able to believe what she had seen.
Pan Yaowen, like an ostrich, tucked his head in, quivering all over, fearful Lin Mo might know he had mocked him earlier and would seek retribution. After all, if someone else could kill a young master of the Chai Family like squashing a fly, what about him, an in-law of the Lu Family?
This youth they had encountered on the road had such immense power.
"Uncle Guan Zhen Dong has seen Lord Lin Mo," Uncle Guan also bowed respectfully at this moment.
Lin Mo glanced at him, speaking emotionlessly, "We've crossed paths before; you've got decent strength and talent, but it's a pity you sustained an injury once that keeps you from reaching the Peak Martial Emperor Realm. Since we're fated to meet, I'll gift you this Elixir, which may help you reach the Peak Martial Emperor Realm."
After speaking, Yingzi took out an elixir and handed it over, saying, "Here, this is from my master to you."
Hearing Lin Mo's words, Guan Zhen Dong's entire body trembled with excitement, his eyes reddened. Isn't Martial Arts what a Martial Artist pursues in their lifetime?
"Thank you, Lord Lin Mo," Guan Zhen Dong said as he accepted the elixir, tears of gratitude streaming down his face.
Lu Huan had never seen Uncle Guan so excited before; he was like a child who had received their most beloved toy.
The name Lin Mo carried immense weight in the Martial Arts World. He was sure that if Lin Mo said he could reach the Peak Martial Emperor Realm, then he certainly could, Guan Zhen Dong was utterly convinced.
Lu Huahui was dumbstruck. Guan Zhen Dong, who had struggled to break through to the Peak Martial Emperor Realm despite ten years of injuries, was suddenly able to make the breakthrough with just one elixir from Lin Mo. What kind of gesture was that?
If the Lu Family had a Peak Martial Emperor in its ranks, then stabilizing the Northeast's top ten families would be hopeful in the future.
Duanmu Xiang's pretty face also showed a trace of surprise. An elixir that could advance someone to the Peak Martial Emperor Realm—if word of this got out in the Martial Arts World, it would likely cause a frenzied fight.
Lin Mo was not only Transcendent in strength, but the resources at his disposal were also astonishing to her. To her, it was the resources in Lin Mo's possession that she truly desired.
"Return the company contract to the Su Family, and tell them that from now on, we have no further involvement with the Su Family," Lin Mo said as he looked at Duanmu Xiang.
Duanmu Xiang nodded, responding respectfully, "Mr. Lin's orders shall be thoroughly carried out, but there's just one thing..."
"This is my phone number, remember it. I always make a clear distinction between reward and punishment, so if you have any issues in the future, you can call me," Lin Mo said, then, with Yingzi and Xia Mengdie, turned and walked toward the exit.
The onlooking crowd quickly made way for Lin Mo and his companions to leave, each face etched with fear.
"Miss, didn't he say he would give you his phone number?" Manager Gao asked, puzzled as Lin Mo had left without handing over a business card.
Duanmu Xiang stood frozen in place. As Lin Mo spoke, a string of numbers had appeared in her mind.
"Secret technique for voice transmission... There are probably not many in the family who can perform such a feat," Duanmu Xiang murmured to herself, biting her lip as she watched Lin Mo's retreating figure, suddenly filled with regret.
'If only I had taken the initiative to meet him and formed a good relationship with him while I was in Shu Province, I might have been able to secure a place by his side.'
In the end, all Duanmu Xiang could muster was a heavy sigh.
The Chai Family, Qi Family, and Feng Family, those Three Great Families, were only jumping on the bandwagon to trouble the Su Family because they saw the Green Dragon Gang and Joy Sect doing it. They hoped to join in and carve up the Su Family's assets for themselves. As long as Lin Mo could suppress the Green Dragon Gang and Joy Sect, naturally, these four major families would no longer cause trouble for the Su Family.
"Mo, you've been troubled by my affairs again," Xia Mengdie said, a tinge of melancholy coloring her lovely face.
"What's it to do a bit for one's own wife?" Lin Mo said, holding Xia Mengdie's little hand, with a gentle curve lifting the corner of his mouth, "Now that we've settled the score with the Su Family, you can let go of your burden. We have nothing more to do with the Su Family from now on."
Xia Mengdie's large dewy eyes widened as she looked up at Lin Mo, her gaze filled with enchantment. She nodded vigorously, "Yes, nothing more to do with them."
"Still, I need to deal with the people from the Green Dragon Gang and the Joy Sect; otherwise, if I return to Shu Province or Shanghai, they will certainly follow, and that could threaten my family," Lin Mo murmured to himself, his eyes shooting cold light.
The three-day deadline had arrived. Countless well-known Martial Artists from Northeast gathered near the Su Family Sect in Jizhou, eager to witness the battle of the century!