I had barely stepped through the door when Zhao Yuezhu blurted out, "Li Po!"

The man sized me up. "So, you're Li Po? Don't you know to greet your elders? No wonder your subordinates are so unruly. It seems you weren't taught properly from the start. Did Li Chunfeng ever teach you manners?"

If he hadn't mentioned my dad, I might have asked him a few questions. But the moment he brought my dad into it, my temper flared.

"I'll greet your mother!" I strode up to him, grabbed him by the neck, lifted him off the ground, and started slapping him left and right.

Only after his mouth was full of blood did I immobilize him and kick him to the ground. "Beat him! Beat him until he learns to speak human language."

Yun Chang didn't hesitate. She shot forward and kicked him. Yun Chang's skills were comparable to a second or third-rate martial artist; one kick could break a wooden stake. If she used her full strength, the man would be dead already.

Zhao Yuezhu whispered, "Li Po, maybe you should ask him first? Don't beat the wrong person."

"My mother's side has no relatives. What the hell is this 'maternal uncle'? I've never seen him before." At that, Zhao Yuezhu grabbed the teapot from the table and smashed it over his head.

The porcelain teapot shattered instantly, blood and tea flowing everywhere.

Ye Yang strolled over slowly. "You seem to have sealed his voice. Even if you beat him to death, he won't be able to speak!"

"I was seeing red!" I stepped forward and released his pressure point. "Can you speak human language now?"

"I really am your uncle! You unfilial wretch!" The man was dizzy from the beating but still trying to put on airs.

"Not hard enough!" I gritted my teeth, grabbed a chair, and swung it down on him. After the chair broke, I picked up the crystal ashtray from the coffee table.

Zhao Yuezhu, frightened, quickly stopped me. "Don't! You'll really kill him if you hit him in the head with that."

The man on the ground, unable to speak from the beating, struggled to pull a letter from his clothes and held it up to me.

I opened the letter, and my anger flared again.

The letter essentially said that when I was little, my dad had betrothed me to a Meng family from a family of术道 (Shu Dao - esoteric arts) as an adopted son-in-law. They had agreed that when the Meng family's eldest daughter, Meng Die, turned twenty, I would go to their house to get married.

New Year's Eve was Meng Die's twentieth birthday, and the Meng family was planning a triple celebration, so they sent someone to deliver the letter to me.

I guessed this messenger must be that Meng Die's uncle, hence the "maternal uncle" claim.

If it was just a letter like this, I would only be curious, not angry!

But the wording and tone of the letter were arrogant from beginning to end, treating me like some useless son-in-law.

I dragged the man up from the ground, spat on the letter, and slapped it on his face. "I don't know any Meng family, and I've never heard of being an adopted son-in-law. You better get the hell out of here."

The man pointed at me and said, "You, Li, let me tell you, this was decided by your father, Li Chunfeng. If you don't go, Li Chunfeng will be breaking his promise..."

"Bullshit!" My face darkened again. "If I don't beat the shit out of you today, I'll take your name!"

I raised my hand to hit him again, but Ye Yang stopped me. "No need for that kind of trouble!"

Ye Yang walked to the table, picked up a sticky note, scribbled a few strokes, and threw it on the ground. The paper landed on the tip of Ye Yang's shoe.

Ye Yang kicked the man in the ass, and the sticky note on his toe burst into flames and flew towards the man.

Ye Yang's kick not only sent the man flying out of the room, but the flame seemed to enter the man's ass.

The man screamed and fell silent in the hallway. Ye Yang said calmly, "Drag him out and throw him in the snow."

Nie Xiaochun asked curiously, "Ye Yang, what did you do?"

Ye Yang said slowly, "Oh, nothing much. Just gave him a Fengmen Curse (封门咒 - sealing the gate curse)."

"That's wicked!" I knew that Ye Yang had drawn either a talisman or a curse on the sticky note. I didn't expect him to use a Fengmen Curse.

He sealed the man's "gate." He might really force the shit out of the man's mouth.

Ye Yang looked at me coldly and said, "At least I'm better than you, the groom who backs out of the wedding!"

"Get lost!" I was about to be driven crazy by Ye Yang.

"What groom who backs out? Tell us!" Nie Xiaochun and the others immediately gathered around, forgetting all about throwing the man out. It was Lao Liu who finally dragged the guy out of the room.

I roughly explained what had happened, and Zhao Yuezhu and the others couldn't help laughing. "So, you were sold off a long time ago! How much dowry are you planning to take with you?"

"I'll take all of you with me and have you be my dowry maids!" Can't these girls see that I'm about to be driven crazy?

Only Feng Ruoxing looked serious and said, "Li Po! I think you should clarify things. If that Meng family is the Meng family that dominates the esoteric arts world of Dragon Province, I'm afraid it won't be easy to deal with."