Chapter 140 End of the Disturbance

This sentence was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, drawing everyone's attention.

The crowd on the street turned their heads, looking toward the source of the voice.

They saw… a man dressed in a purple robe (Jue-ge’s ancient costume image in the eyes of the NPCs) standing steadily in mid-air, looking down at the Gangshan Four Heavenly Kings with a condescending gaze.

"Hmph… We really are fated…" Two seconds after hearing this, Xu Huishang adjusted her expression, slowly turned around, and looked up at Jue-ge as she said.

"Heh… Yes, that’s exactly what I was thinking," Feng Bujue replied with a smile, then put away the Deception Pocket Watch he was holding (he was using it as a megaphone) and descended from the sky.

After landing, he walked toward Xu Huishang and said, "Come with me, we can talk on the way."

"Hold on!" Suddenly, an arm stretched out horizontally, blocking Jue-ge’s path.

Feng Bujue shifted his gaze slightly and saw a very handsome face.

"Brother, we haven’t finished talking with this young lady yet," Zhi Zheng said, putting down his hand and stepping between Jue-ge and Xu Huishang, glaring at Jue-ge.

"I have nothing to say to you in the first place," Xu Huishang interjected before Jue-ge could speak. As she spoke, she bypassed Zhi Zheng and quickly moved to Feng Bujue’s side and slightly behind him.

"Heh…" Feng Bujue glanced at the beauty behind him, then looked at Zhi Zheng with a mocking expression. "So… are you finished talking now?"

"Don’t get too cocky…" Zhi Zheng was somewhat angered and humiliated. As he spoke, he secretly gathered his Sheng Yuan, as if preparing to fight Jue-ge.

However, a hand was placed on his shoulder in time, stopping his actions.

"Fourth Brother…" The more composed Dao Zheng patted his sworn brother’s shoulder, stepped forward, and whispered in Zhi Zheng’s ear, "Don't be impulsive… Probe his background first…"

As the eldest brother, Dao Zheng considered things more thoroughly. Although he couldn't sense any Sheng Yuan from Jue-ge, the other party's ability to “tread on air” was plain for all to see, and they couldn't afford to be careless…

"Heh…" Dao Zheng quickly put on a false smile, cupped his fist in greeting, and said to Jue-ge, "I am Dao Zheng, the leader of the Gangshan Four Heavenly Kings. May I ask…"

"Easy to say," Feng Bujue replied with his hands behind his back, nostrils upturned, showing no respect. "I am Feng Bujue, the proprietor of the Broken Sword Teahouse."

"Hmph… What Broken Sword Teahouse? Never even heard of it…" Upon hearing that the other party was an unknown nobody, Zhi Zheng immediately became more arrogant. "A birdman with no inner strength, I wonder how he even got into the city." As he said this, he glanced at Jue-ge with a sneer and snorted coldly.

"Good question… How did I get in?" Feng Bujue turned his face and said to Zhi Zheng with a smile, "There are only three entry conditions in total. Since you’ve already emphasized that I have no inner strength, the only reasons I could have gotten into the city are… that I’m better looking than you and have a higher IQ."

As soon as these words came out, a burst of laughter erupted from the crowd.

Although the passersby were unfamiliar with the term “IQ,” Jue-ge’s meaning was clearly conveyed to everyone.

Perhaps Feng Bujue’s words were a bit shameless, but the answer itself was witty, sharp, and satisfying…

Therefore, the one being ridiculed… was Zhi Zheng.

"You…" Hearing those piercing laughs, Zhi Zheng’s expression became extremely awkward, and his face flushed red. He had never experienced such shame in his life. "Quite the silver tongue… I wonder if your skills are as impressive as your sophistry…"

No sooner said than done! Zhi Zheng flashed in front of Jue-ge, raised the folding fan in his hand, and struck toward Jue-ge’s head.

This strike… seemed like a very ordinary hit, but in reality, Zhi Zheng had used his Sheng Yuan power. If Feng Bujue was truly an ordinary person with no inner strength, he would definitely die on the spot.

Pa—

A crisp sound rang out a second later, and the folding fan stopped abruptly.

It could be seen that Feng Bujue had used only two fingers to clamp the falling folding fan.

Among the onlookers present, there were also many experts in the Sheng Yuan realm. Upon seeing this scene, these people couldn’t help but gasp.

"B*tch, it seems… you want to spar with me, is that it?" Jue-ge said in a deep voice, looking at Zhi Zheng’s horrified face.

"What did you call me!" Zhi Zheng was still in shock and doubt, and he was further provoked by Jue-ge’s insulting term.

"B*tch, ah," Feng Bujue said, snatching the other party’s folding fan into his own hand with a backhand grab. "You can call me a birdman, can’t I call you a b*tch?"

Zhi Zheng was already furious and didn't bother with the stolen folding fan. He only cared about saying, "I am the majestic Wisdom Heavenly King of the Gangshan Four Heavenly Kings, how dare you call me…"

"B*tch, b*tch! B~i~t~c~h~" Feng Bujue immediately repeated the word three times loudly, his tone becoming more and more arrogant with each repetition, and his pronunciation becoming clearer and clearer. He not only interrupted the other party with words, but also used the stolen folding fan to hit Zhi Zheng’s forehead.

Zhi Zheng had never seen such a scene before. For a moment, he was at a loss and could only instinctively raise his hand to block. As a result… he was hit three times on the head by Jue-ge, the scene resembling a teacher caning a student, strangely comedic…

"Enough!" At this moment, Dao Zheng finally couldn't stand it anymore. He strode forward, snatched the folding fan from Jue-ge’s hand, and shouted sternly, "Proprietor Feng, don't push it too far…"

"That's right, it's enough to bully them appropriately," Feng Bujue said, turning around. "The four of you, please return. We two still have things to do, so we'll…"

"Want to leave!" Two sharp shouts rang out in unison, and two figures appeared on the retreat path of Jue-ge and Xu Huishang in response.

The ones blocking the way were naturally De Zheng and Fa Zheng… Their brothers had already lost face here today. If these two were allowed to leave just like that, how would the Gangshan Four Heavenly Kings establish themselves in the martial world in the future?

"Hmph… Proprietor Feng," Dao Zheng’s voice rang out again, his tone as cold as the wind. "We brothers have never met you before. Today, you suddenly appeared and publicly humiliated my Fourth Brother. Now you want to retreat unscathed… Heh…" He continued with a forced laugh, "…I’m afraid it won’t be that easy, will it?"

"What to do?" Xu Huishang saw that a battle was about to break out, so she whispered in Jue-ge’s ear, "Do you want to fight?"

"Don't worry, leave the negotiation to me…" Feng Bujue also whispered back, "If we really fight… you don't need to worry, just protect yourself. I can handle it alone."

"Mm-hm…" After Feng Bujue finished speaking, he pretended to clear his throat and raised his voice to say to Dao Zheng, "This… Heavenly King Dao." He chuckled twice. "Heh heh… Allow me to sort out the current situation…" He paused. "The four of you were originally drinking in the restaurant…" He glanced at Xu Huishang beside him. "You happened to see my fourth concubine walking alone on the street…"

When she heard this sentence, Xu Huishang really wanted to kick Jue-ge, but the system wouldn’t allow it.

"The four of you saw her beauty and surrounded her, intending to invite her to keep you company…" Feng Bujue’s narration continued. "After being sternly rejected by her, the four of you were still unwilling to give up, surrounding, chasing, and repeatedly harassing her…" At this point, he took a moment to scan the surrounding crowd. Judging by their current expressions, Jue-ge could confirm… that his logical *ss-pull (yes, I just invented that term) was proceeding smoothly. "Then… I appeared here, wanting to take my wife away. But you were still aggressive, even resorting to assassination…" He shook his head. "And I… have been accommodating in every way…" He pointed at Zhi Zheng. "If I had wanted to, that kid’s head would have been gone long ago. I gently hit him a few times and scolded him a few words, which is undoubtedly extremely polite…"

Having said this, Feng Bujue turned around again and glared at De Zheng and Fa Zheng. "Now… I have done everything I can. Yet the four of you… are saying that I am being too much? And you want to bully me with numbers, to be my enemy…" He laughed up to the sky, "Hahahaha…" Four very standard tones. "Such shameless words and deeds are truly eye-opening. What do you want to do next? Beat me to death first, then forcibly drag my wife to accompany you in drinking?" As he spoke, he turned around, completing a circle, and looked back at Dao Zheng. "I think you shouldn't be called the Gangshan Four Heavenly Kings, just call yourselves the Gangshan Four Bandits."

Under Feng Bujue’s deception, the surrounding passersby were instantly filled with righteous indignation.

"That's right… What Proprietor Feng said makes sense…"

"I saw it just now too. These four guys suddenly jumped down from above, blocking that girl and not letting her leave…"

"In broad daylight, bullying others with power, it’s truly outrageous…"

The crowd was in an uproar, and those words were like steel knives pressed against the backs of the Gangshan Four Heavenly Kings.

On the other side, Xu Huishang had also understood Jue-ge’s plan. Although she was reluctant, she could only swallow this grievance. "How long have you been watching from the side…" she said to Jue-ge in a low voice.

"Hehe… Actually… they were only one step faster than me…" Feng Bujue said. "I just wanted to walk over and pat you on the shoulder when these four guys popped out."

"So you simply hid behind the crowd to watch, then secretly slipped into the sky, made a grand entrance, and finally played the hero to save the damsel, is that it…" Xu Huishang asked with narrowed eyes and a slightly scolding tone.

"That’s right…" Jue-ge shrugged with a smile. "Now we’re even."

Hearing this sentence, Xu Huishang understood… Feng Bujue was retaliating for the “acting revenge” from their previous encounter.

"Heh… Fine… Whatever you want," Xu Huishang said, shaking her head with a bitter smile, and stopped speaking.

Let's talk about the Gangshan Four Heavenly Kings' side…

"This… this… utter nonsense!" Amidst the crowd’s condemnation, Dao Zheng shouted loudly. However… he couldn't refute Jue-ge’s exaggerated story. He could only offer a few pale and powerless denials.

De Zheng, Fa Zheng, and Zhi Zheng’s expressions were also unsightly. The few of them were now like a stuck record, unable to act or not act…

Just then, suddenly, a figure flashing with golden light descended from the sky, breaking into this incident.

"Let’s end it here," a steady voice rang out.

The speaker was a blond uncle (here, the uncle refers to an extremely handsome, mature, and beautiful man who looks close to middle age). This person was dressed in close-fitting attire and carried two swords on his back; his long hair fluttered, and his aura was extraordinary. Many people recognized him the moment he appeared… He was Yin Loulan, the leader of the three great experts under Ji Fenglong’s command.

Dao Zheng saw that a Sheng Yuan Limitless Ninth Rotation expert had arrived and quickly bowed to him, saying, "So it’s Senior Yin… I am Dao Zheng, greetings…"

"Brother Dao," Yin Loulan interrupted him unceremoniously. "Please…" His gaze swept over De Zheng, Fa Zheng, and Zhi Zheng. "And the other three Heavenly Kings… return to your elegant room in the Dengyuan Tower." He paused. "I will pretend I didn’t see what happened just now. However… please be careful in your words and actions in the future, and don’t ruin the ‘rules’ of our Harem City."

These words basically declared that the situation had been settled.

Although the Gangshan Four Heavenly Kings were all experts in the Sheng Yuan Limitless realm, only Dao Zheng had reached the Fifth Rotation. De Zheng and Fa Zheng were both only at the Fourth Rotation, while Zhi Zheng was only at the Third Rotation… Faced with a Ninth Rotation expert, the four of them were obviously hopeless.

Moreover, the laws in Harem City were strict, and most of them were punishable by death… In particular, the rules against improper conduct between men and women were the strictest. Yin Loulan was the highest arbiter and executor of the city’s laws. If he defined what had happened just now as a crime, the Gangshan Four Heavenly Kings would have nothing to say…

Therefore, when Yin Loulan said these words, the quartet had no choice. Even losing face was better than being killed on the spot.

"Ugh…" Dao Zheng’s face turned green and then purple, but he still suppressed his emotions and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Senior Yin’s reminder is extremely apt… We brothers have had a few too many drinks today, so our words and actions were inappropriate… I hope Senior and all fellow Daoists will forgive us…" After saying this, he immediately winked at his three sworn brothers, telling them to retreat quickly.

De Zheng and the others understood, and they had no choice but to leap up with embarrassed expressions, fleeing back to the Dengyuan Tower.

At this point, continuing to stay would only bring more humiliation…

As for Dao Zheng, he cupped his fist in a bow to Yin Loulan, then slightly turned his head and glared fiercely at Feng Bujue, saying, "Proprietor Feng… We will meet again someday, we will have a rematch someday…" After leaving these harsh words, without waiting for Jue-ge to respond, Dao Zheng also left.

"Everyone… please disperse," Yin Loulan said loudly again two seconds later. "Don’t block the city’s roads."

Actually, it didn’t matter whether he said it or not, because the excitement was over, and the crowd was already dispersing…

After about eighty percent of the pedestrians had left, Feng Bujue took two steps forward and said to Yin Loulan, "Thank you, Senior, for helping me out. I am…"

Jue-ge was just about to introduce himself when the other party interrupted him. "Proprietor Feng, you don’t need to be so polite with me…" Yin Loulan’s expression was stern, like steel. He was a very practical person and liked to get straight to the point. "I’ve already heard about the South Gate incident. I came here precisely to find you…" He paused, glanced at Xu Huishang behind Jue-ge, then looked back at Jue-ge and said, "This… must be Miss Lu, then?" Yin Loulan had never seen Lu Te before. The information he had received was only—the person accompanying Proprietor Feng was a stunning beauty with the surname Lu, so he mistakenly took Xu Huishang for Lu Te. "The City Lord has ordered… that you two come to the Pity Immortal Palace Main Hall for a meeting."