Several people strode down from the car in front with their noses in the air. I didn't recognize them, but I was quite familiar with the two obsequious old men behind them. Weren't they the Eight Great Masters I'd beaten up a few days ago?

They were bringing people to get revenge!

I was about to step forward when I saw one of the old men giving me a look, as if to say: Don't clash with them.

I walked over and said, "What do you mean by blocking my car, friends?"

The leader sized me up. "Calling us friends? You're not worthy! Come with us!"

The man finished speaking and was about to get into the car, but I turned and walked towards my own car.

Someone shouted sharply, "Where are you going? Didn't you hear us tell you to come with us?"

I walked backwards, hands behind my back. "Am I supposed to follow every Tom, Dick, and Harry who shouts at me? Who do you think you are?"

"Insolent!" the leader snapped. "Break his legs and take him away!"

The moment the words left his mouth, I was already in front of him, raising my hand and slapping him across the face. As he flew sideways, I moved like lightning, my fist striking out at the opponents around me.

As Ye Yang's sword light erupted from behind me, I shouted, "Keep them alive!"

Ye Yang's sword light hesitated for a moment, then the sword's aura transformed into palm shadows. Several disciples of the sect flew in the air under his heavy palms, one after another falling to the ground and spitting blood.

I walked in front of the leader, hands behind my back. "Can you speak human now?"

The man stared intently at me without a word, his expression as if he wanted to swallow me whole. I reached out and grabbed his hair. "Not bad, those little eyes. Let me fix them up a little."

"Don't!" The Daoist master standing in the distance panicked as I raised my hand. "Mr. Li, Master Li, let's talk this over. You can't joke like that!"

"Alright, I won't joke then." I said with a smile as I stood up, the master visibly relieved.

He was about to smooth things over, but saw me pull a rope out of the trunk and tie up the sect disciples' hands.

The man flew into a rage. "Li Po, how dare you humiliate me?"

I acted as if I didn't hear his rage and tied the other end of the rope to Ye Yang's car. I took out a blinding talisman and stuck it from the back of the car all the way to his body, then patted him on the face. "You better run fast. If you're slower than the car, I won't be responsible for the consequences."

The master was instantly terrified. "Master Li, please don't joke around."

"I'm serious." I turned to the master. "Friend, you're also someone who's licked blood from a knife's edge in the martial world. Don't you know how to explain the phrase 'give an inch, take a mile'?"

"Some people, some things, if you give way, they'll take another step. If you bow your head, they'll want you to kneel."

"I don't know what you're thinking, but I can't back down!"

As I turned and got into the car, the master shook his head and sighed. "A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger!"

But in the rearview mirror, I saw a young Daoist secretly give me a thumbs up.

Some Daoists grow old, and their hearts for the martial world fade, but I am still young.

Without me saying a word, Ye Yang floored the accelerator. At first, the sect disciple could keep up with the car's speed, but after Ye Yang accelerated twice, he was dragged to the ground.

Ye Yang said expressionlessly, "Do you want him dead or alive?"

"Just let him suffer a little! There's no need to kill him!" I glanced in the rearview mirror. The man had only suffered a few scrapes and, although he was a mess, his life wasn't in danger.

If the sect wants to humiliate me, I will humiliate the sect!

Now that the goal was achieved, there was no need to kill anyone!

After Ye Yang slowed down, the man stood up and staggered after the car!

I have to say, Ye Yang is wickedly cunning. He drove while looking in the rearview mirror. When the man recovered a little, he would accelerate. When the man couldn't keep up, he would slow down, never letting the man catch his breath.

I looked in the rearview mirror and said, "Look at those grandsons behind us. They're going to complain to their elders!"

The man I tied up must have some status among the disciples of his generation, as he ran after the car, and the rest of the disciples followed him.

Those people weren't idle as they followed the car, either tearing at their clothes or smearing blood on themselves, trying to look as pitiful as possible.

So that they would have a better reason when they complained.

Ye Yang sneered, "That's all they're capable of."

Feng Ruoxing said cautiously, "Li Po, this time you're taking a bit of a risk. When you attacked those sect disciples, you weren't just slapping one sect in the face, you were challenging the entire sect hierarchy."

"The sects have been suppressing the world of Daoists for a long time. The relationship is like that of nobles and house slaves. The nobles allow the house slaves to develop and bring them greater benefits, but they don't allow the house slaves to escape their control. Once results that the sects don't want to see appear, their counterattack will probably be extremely fierce."

I narrowed my eyes. "Are we Yang Jian Jie Ming Ren also under the sects' control?"

"Yes!" Feng Ruoxing nodded. "The sects' suppression of Yang Jian Jie Ming Ren is even stronger than that of Daoists."