Shi Feng took out a golden token and handed it to the woman, saying to her, "Take this token, bring your family, and go hide at Fourth Prince Long Chen’s place. Just say the person who gave you the token told you to co."
"Token? Fourth Prince?" The woman in white robes took the token sowhat skeptically. Shi Feng added, "You should leave now, I’ll handle things here."
"But I..."
The woman wanted to say more but was directly interrupted by Shi Feng, "Staying here will only make things more difficult for . Please, go. I’ll be fine."
"Okay." Finally, the woman nodded, retreated, and squeezed through the crowd.
As her figure disappeared into the crowd, Shi Feng turned back and looked at Zhao Zhixin, whose face was fanned by two strong n until his mouth was swollen like a sausage.
"Stop!" Shi Feng ordered the two strong n, and they imdiately ceased their actions.
"Wah wah wah wah!" Zhao Zhixin glared venomously at Shi Feng, his lips quivering, "wah wah wah," uttering sothing indistinguishable—probably more threats.
"Alright, alright, there’s nothing left to see here; I guess that’s about it." A spectator comnted to those nearby.
"Yes, it’s quite a harsh lesson. But Zhao Zhixin likely won’t let this go so easily," another added.
"That might be a problem for later, depending on the power behind this young man. Whether it can withstand the wrath of Pri Minister Zhao."
"Since he dares to strike Zhao Zhixin, I think his backing must not be simple."
"Yes, probably."
Just when people thought Shi Feng was going to stop, he continued walking towards Zhao Zhixin, ca up to him, and said, "I heard you’ve hard many won; from now on, put an end to your wrongdoings."
"Wah wah wah wah!" Zhao Zhixin was wah-wah-wahing unintelligibly again, but his face showed fear. He felt unease from Shi Feng’s increasingly cold gaze.
"Hit him, aim for his crotch, keep hitting till it gets dark," Shi Feng coldly ordered the two strong n.
"Wah wah wah! No! No!" Hearing Shi Feng’s words, Zhao Zhixin mustered all his strength to finally spit out the words "No" and "Don’t," but the two massive fists were already smashing forcefully towards his crotch.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
Scream after scream, like a pig being slaughtered, ca incessantly from Zhao Zhixin’s mouth, chilling the spine of the onlookers.
"This man! He’s too ruthless! This is the Pri Minister’s own son!"
"He actually dared to cripple Zhao Zhixin! He really did it!"
"I thought he would only teach Zhao Zhixin a physical lesson, but this man, he truly has enormous guts! This is an irreconcilable situation now."
"This beast ruined so many innocent young won, specifically choosing young and beautiful victims. This is his retribution."
"Zhao Zhixin, you’re finished!"
"What is he trying to do? He’s walking towards us." Suddenly, soone exclaid as they watched the young man who had defeated Zhao Zhixin approaching.
"Excuse , how do I get to Fourth Prince Long Chen’s mansion?" Shi Feng approached the spectator and asked.
"Go that way, but it’s still quite far. You should walk a bit and then ask again." The spectator pointed in the general direction of Long Chen’s mansion and explained.
"Got it." Shi Feng nodded at the man and then walked in the direction he had pointed.
As for Zhao Zhixin and his group, Shi Feng had already instructed two strong n to beat them until nightfall. Unless soone intervened, they would continue until before nightfall.
"What did he just tell you?" soone ca over and asked the person who had given directions to Shi Feng.
"He asked how to get to the Fourth Prince’s mansion," the man replied.
"The Fourth Prince? So this young man is from the Fourth Prince."
"Isn’t it obvious? Let tell you, my cousin’s neighbor’s grandfather’s grandson works at the Pri Minister’s Mansion, and I heard that the Pri Minister is with the Eldest Prince."
"So, this young man was sent by the Fourth Prince to beat up Zhao Zhixin?"
"That must be it. Since the Pri Minister supports the Eldest Prince, the Fourth Prince sent soone to take out his anger on his son. After all, he is a prince, so his temper is obviously much larger than that of us common folk."
Suddenly, the street buzzed with discussion. On the other side, Zhao Zhixin continued to cry out inhumanly, blood flowing everywhere beneath him, eventually fainting from the pain.
...
In front of a grand mansion stood four large golden columns, each engraved with the pattern of a Golden Dragon. Above the five-ter-tall golden gates, also carved with dragon patterns, hung a plaque that read "Prince Chenn’s Mansion" in golden letters, shimring in the sunlight.
Prince Chenn was the title given to the Fourth Prince Long Chen of the Yunlai Empire.
From a distance, Shi Feng could see the two imposing golden dragon statues in front of Long Chen’s mansion. Each statue, ticulously sculpted and lifelike, stood over ten ters tall with jaws open and claws outstretched, as if about to soar into the sky.
"Who goes there?" As Shi Feng approached the mansion, one of the four Golden-armored Guards stationed at the door suddenly drew his Golden Saber and pointed its tip at Shi Feng, challenging him.
"Tell Long Chen I have arrived," Shi Feng said, looking towards the Golden-armored Guard.
"How dare you!" all four Golden-armored Guards shouted in unison, drawing their sabers. "Swish swish swish!" The other three guards also unsheathed their sabers and collectively pointed them at Shi Feng, one of them yelling, "How dare you call our master by na! How disrespectful! Get out! Our master is not soone you layn can simply request to see."
"What? You won’t even allow a eting? It seems nowadays dogs are bolder than their masters," Shi Feng retorted coldly.
"You’re seeking death!" The Golden-armored Guard who had spoken earlier shouted, leaping from the steps in front of the mansion, and raising his saber high. As he moved, a ten-ter-long streak of golden Sword Energy extended from the blade, crashing down furiously towards Shi Feng.
"Boom!" A loud boom followed, then dust filled the air. After the strike, the Golden-armored Guard sheathed his sword, convinced that Shi Feng had been struck by the Sword Energy and now lay engulfed by it within the thick dust.
But suddenly, the other three Golden-armored Guards saw their companion who had just sheathed his sword being lifted up.
The young man, who should have been lying in the dust swallowed by the golden Sword Energy, appeared like a ghost, standing in front of his peer, grabbing the peer by the neck and lifting him into the air.
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