The chubby old man appeared, but his body wobbled a bit as he walked.
He had an empty sleeve, a scar on his face, and looked intimidating.
It was obvious.
This chubby old man had been through things before; he was an experienced veteran of the martial world.
The few hooligans in front clearly recognized the old man, showing expressions of nervousness and fear.
"Huang Anle, take your people and leave!"
The chubby old man walked over, swaying, and scolded Huang Anle.
"Heh heh, Elder Wang, you are our senior, and you used to be a veteran of the Yong’an Hall. Our brothers beneath us all respect you! We wouldn’t dare ruin your business!"
Huang Anle turned his head to the approaching chubby old man and said sarcastically, "But today, they’ve overstepped from the Xiangshan Association’s Hexian Hall, coming to your territory, and must be finished off!"
"And also..."
Saying this, Huang Anle pointed at the hand Lin Tian had gripped, smirking sinisterly, "Elder Wang, you see, even nobodies dare to interfere with Yong’an Hall’s affairs now! After we break this brat’s legs, we’ll apologize to you! As for Peng Tai from Hexian Hall, we need to take him away!"
"Do it for Wang Hong’s sake!"
The chubby old man frowned, glanced at Lin Tian and the knocked-down Lee Jiaan on the ground, then looked at Biaan Sitong nearby, and finally said to Huang Anle, "Give Wang Hong so face!"
"Ah, he knows him; that’s Wang Hong! He was once the second-in-command of Yong’an Hall, known as the Iron-blooded Yama in the underworld!"
"Wasn’t he an elder of the Changxin Association back then!"
"Yong’an Hall is actually run by Wang Hong now, who once disappeared into the city as the Iron-blooded Yama!"
Many inford onlookers couldn’t help but whisper to each other.
"Heh heh, Elder Wang, who among us wouldn’t dare respect you? If Brother Jiu finds out, he’d skin us alive!"
Huang Anle laughed and shook his head, addressing Wang Hong, "But Elder Wang, it was Peng Tai who overstepped! You want to intervene? That ans you want to ddle in the hall’s affairs again! It’s against the rules!"
Upon hearing this.
Wang Hong frowned deeper, falling silent.
He had retreated.
Retired for many years; if he intervenes, it ans re-entering the murky underworld.
Right now, his interference is also against the rules!
Seeing Wang Hong no longer speak, Huang Anle smirked coldly and turned back to Lin Tian, pointing at his hand held by Lin Tian, "Kid, do you know the consequences of grabbing my hand?"
"I don’t care to know!"
Lin Tian shook his head coldly and released Huang Anle’s hand, saying, "But you better not touch her, or the consequences will be sothing you don’t want to know!"
"Oh, you’re threatening ?"
Huang Anle widened his eyes, showing a vicious expression, and shouted angrily, "Break his legs, make him kneel, and lick the shoes clean for !"
With that said, the few hooligans imdiately rushed toward Lin Tian.
"Even the Changxin Association wouldn’t be this excessive, right?"
Just as a few people were about to reach Lin Tian, an aged voice ca from the side, followed by an elderly man with crane-white hair in a black Tang suit approaching from the side.
Bang bang~
After a few muffled sounds, the hooligans rushing over had already flown out, falling to the ground, and crying out miserably.
"Who dares to ddle with Changxin Association’s matters, courting death!"
Huang Anle’s expression changed dramatically, looking at the Tang suit old man who appeared, his face turned ugly.
Other onlookers couldn’t help but focus their gaze on the old man appearing.
Originally.
Lin Tian was about to take action, teach Huang Anle and the others a lesson, break so hands and legs.
Unexpectedly, soone aided him, making him turn to look at the old man standing nearby.
The Tang suit old man seed over seventy, aged, but his eyes sparkled with vigor and radiant spirit.
"Hmm, a Martial Artist! While rely at Yellow Rank Early Stage, his skills are already decent, easily handling ordinary people, it’s no wonder those hooligans were knocked down imdiately!"
Lin Tian assessed the old man, secretly astonished.
The Tang suit old man then withdrew his hand, taking a deep breath to calm his aura, finally addressing Huang Anle, "Ning Guanghe! If you don’t know, go back and ask Mo Jiwu! Even Mo Jiwu himself would give this old man so face!"
Ning Guanghe? Seems familiar?
Huang Anle appeared stunned, bewildered, unable to recall the na at the mont, yet feeling a sense of familiarity.
Those knocked-down hooligans nearby managed to stand back up.
Upon hearing Ning Guanghe’s na, one of them changed expression and hurriedly approached Huang Anle, whispering, "Brother Le, he is Ning Family’s Ning Family Master! He’s trained, and this old man is notoriously stubborn. Once he decides on sothing, not even ten oxen can change his mind! Maybe we should let it go today? We can report back, Brother Jiu wouldn’t bla us, then negotiate with Hexian Hall; Peng Tai can’t escape! As for won, they’re everywhere! If we confront this old man, we’d suffer loss..."
Upon hearing this.
Huang Anle’s face showed uncertainty.
Finally, he gritted his teeth, bowed toward Ning Guanghe, "Elder Ning, tonight we’ll give you and Elder Wang so face!"
With that, Huang Anle fixed his gaze on Lin Tian, saying viciously, "Kid, you better pray our Changxin Association folk don’t encounter you again, or you’re definitely dead! Changxin Association, rember that..."
After warning Lin Tian, Huang Anle led his people away.
As Huang Anle and his group left, the crowd scattered again, and the custors previously eating at the place resud their seats.
But seeing Peng Tai still standing there covered in blood, many dared not approach, wisely keeping their distance.
"Thank you! And thanks to Elder Ning and Elder Wang..."
Biaan Sitong turned to Lin Tian, Wang Hong, and Ning Guanghe with gratitude.
Then, seemingly prompted by the doctor’s instinct, she hurried to continue bandaging Peng Tai, knowing well this long-haired youth wasn’t a good person.
By now, Lee Jiaan also got up, running over to assist.
"Siting, just now I... I was only trying to delay for ti, hoping to find a chance and call for help..."
While stopping Peng Tai’s bleeding, Lee Jiaan explained his actions to Biaan Sitong.
"You needn’t explain to , facing such matters, everyone fears, what to do is your own decision!"
Biaan Sitong replied coldly, her face expressing disappointnt.
Lee Jiaan bit his lip, glanced over at Biaan Sitong beside him, inhaling her faint fragrance, showing greed, yet imdiately masking it.
Their bandaging skills were proficient, handling it quickly.
Nearby.
Wang Hong clasped his hands gratefully to Ning Guanghe, "Thank you, Elder Ning, for resolving matters, otherwise I’d be in a dilemma!"
"Ha ha, don’t ntion, keep my Universal Bright Chicken Porridge!"
Ning Guanghe laughed heartily, waved his hand, then looked at Lin Tian with admiration, "Young man, whether doing or not, having the courage to stand is comndable! But look at you, you’re not a local, next ti when encountering people like them, keep as far away as possible. They belong to Changxin Association, in this Yanjing territory, not the most powerful, but not ordinary folk can provoke! Avoid impulsiveness next ti, rember?"
"Thank you for the reminder!"
Lin Tian smiled lightly, nodding in reply.
Seeing Lin Tian composed, maintaining calm before him, Ning Guanghe’s eyes brightened, holding Lin Tian in higher regard.
But just then, Ning Guanghe’s face turned pale, eyes wide, collapsing straight backward.
"Elder Ning, what happened?"
Standing behind Ning Guanghe, Wang Hong quickly supported him, calling urgently.
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