Looking at Yang Fei standing proudly, everyone was at a loss for words.

Yang Fei stood beside a broken pillar.

At first glance, he still appeared gentle and calm, the very image of a "Pretty Boy".

This harmless appearance of his starkly contrasted with the violent and mighty Whip Kick he had just delivered.

Li Zhuguo even couldn't help but want to roll up Yang Fei's trouser leg.

He wanted to see if this guy's legs were made of mixed iron?

How could they be so hard, so ruthless?

Lady Feijin walked up to Yang Fei and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

She sneered, "Now, is there anyone who doubts my words?"

No one dared to speak again.

Yang Kai snapped out of his huge shock.

He staggered over to Yang Fei and bowed deeply.

"Respectable sir, please forgive my rudeness."

The bunch who were yelling crazily just a moment ago all lowered their heads.

Yang Fei said indifferently, "In the Mortal World, insight is more important than ability, yet breadth of mind is more important than insight."

"Seeing as you are all Huaxia people, I will not hold this against you, but you won't be so lucky every time."

Yang Fei knew that the Blood Slave and Blood Angel Mercenaries had already arrived in this area.

The arrival of this group of strongmen was bound to bring countless killings and bloodshed.

He felt the need to warn these ignorant fools.

It was also to repay the favor of hitching a ride.

Listening to Yang Fei's admonition, everyone acknowledged in agreement.

Nobody dared to let out so much as a fart.

Sometimes, the rules of the Underworld are simpler and more brutal than those of the upper world.

The upper world is bound by countless human relationships and visible and invisible rules.

Whereas the Underworld only values one thing: strength.

And fists are, without a doubt, the best representation of strength.

Especially in this chaotic little town.

With a strong fist, even when someone farts, others have to sniff it hard and do so with an intoxicated look on their face.

Li Zhuguo laughed and said, "Alright alright, let's all disperse."

"Today's events have taught you youngsters that there is always someone above you, and a higher sky beyond."

The accompanying military doctor from Iron-Blooded Frenzy Dance had already arrived in the courtyard to bandage the injured mates.

Luckily, Yang Fei hadn't used Lady Feijin's large-caliber Desert Eagle.

Otherwise, these people's palms would probably have been blown to pieces.

The crowd suddenly dispersed.

Li Zhuguo walked up to Yang Fei and said with a smile, "Brother, you take a rest first."

"After the meeting at the Elders' Hall, you and I will have a good chat."

"It's been a long time since I've seen a fellow Huaxia compatriot, and I'm quite excited."

Yang Fei gave a bitter smile, "I'm afraid I have to leave now."

"I have arranged to meet with two brothers here."

"Don't go, I'll treat you to a drink later."

Lady Feijin became anxious as soon as she heard this.

Li Zhuguo hesitated for a moment and said, "This damned place is a mess, and it's even harder to find someone."

"How about this, I'll have my men go out and look for them, but I don't know what they look like?"

Yang Fei pondered for a while.

He said indifferently, "Sure, thanks a lot, Big Brother Li."

Lady Feijin glared at Yang Fei and said, "Why are you taking advantage of me for no reason?"

"He's my dad, you should call him Uncle."

Her eyes, filled with exotic charm, rarely showed a hint of a girl's playful annoyance.

"Isn't Huaxia known for its etiquette? Are you trying to shame the Huaxia people?"

Yang Fei hadn't expected this rough yet enchanting female arms dealer to be so sharp-tongued.

He could only force a smile and thank Li Zhuguo.

"Uncle Li, my two companions are pretty easy to recognize."

"One is very clean and handsome, much like myself, named Fan Yi."

"The other has a beard and a burly figure, this guy has a hot temper, he's called Mad Blade."

"Both of these men speak with a Huaxia accent, please trouble your folks to look for them."

"Once they're found, just mention my name and they'll come over."

He introduced himself with a smile, "My name is Yang Fei, the Yang of Bai Yang, the Fei of flying in the sky."

Li Zhuguo nodded.

Lady Feijin spoke up eagerly, "This will be easy, I'll handle it."

She beckoned to a young man with a shaved head, but with a small braid at the back, and instructed him with a few words.

The young man glanced at Yang Fei and then came over, bowing deeply.

"Respected Mr. Yang Fei, Cucuris is at your service."

"You are the most invincible warrior I have ever seen, I'm honored to meet you."

As he spoke, he knelt down and kissed the tip of Yang Fei's shoe.

Yang Fei flustered, hurriedly helped Cucuris to his feet.

"Don't be like this, thank you, brother."

Cucuris stood up and bowed again to Yang Fei.

He saluted Lady Feijin and Li Zhuguo and then left.

Lady Feijin couldn't help but giggle at Yang Fei's awkwardness.

To tell the truth, her voice was harsh and blunt, not pleasant to the ear.

However, it carried a magnetism that was quite appealing.

It involuntarily made one think of the low, heavy breathing of men and women when they are piling up pancakes in bed.

Li Zhuguo told Lady Feijin to take care of Yang Fei and then strode into the main hall of the quadrangle.

At this moment, quite a few elders had already entered the main hall.

Clearly, the loss of the arms was a big deal for the Iron-Blooded Frenzy Dance.

Lady Feijin casually slung her arm over Yang Fei's shoulder with an insouciant air.

"Come on, help me with the medicine, there's nothing interesting about a quarrel."

Yang Fei was a bit surprised, "Why the quarrel?"

Lady Feijin wrapped her arm around Yang Fei's shoulder like a good buddy.

The long black cape trailed behind her.

She snorted contemptuously towards the Elders' Hall.

"A bunch of old men in the Elders' Hall, they're old and can't do much, but arguing is their strongest suit."

"Whenever Iron-Blooded Frenzy Dance faces an issue, everyone sits down to discuss, and it always ends up in a huge fight."

"My dad, the leader of this group, has a really tough job."

Yang Fei forced a smile.

"Business in groups like yours involves a lot of interest conflicts, it's bound to lead to arguments, but it's good as long as it doesn't turn into infighting."

Lady Feijin snorted, "When the forest is big, all kinds of birds will be found."

"In Iron-Blooded Frenzy Dance, there are many clashing gang forces. On the surface, everyone listens to my dad, but in reality, everyone has their own agenda."

"But one thing is for sure, when facing outsiders, everyone can still present a united front."

"Besides, there are many brave and righteous brothers in Iron-Blooded Frenzy Dance."

"Otherwise, we'd probably have been swallowed up by other gangs by now."

Lady Feijin wrapped her arm around Yang Fei, openly discussing the internal affairs of Iron-Blooded Frenzy Dance with him.

They arrived in front of a slightly spacious house in the eastern wing.

Lady Feijin smiled and let go of Yang Fei's shoulder, "This is my room."

Yang Fei surveyed the low stone house and nodded.

Lady Feijin opened the door and invited Yang Fei in.

As soon as Yang Fei entered the room, he was struck by an extremely strong feminine fragrance.

He couldn't help but sneeze.

And the arrangement inside the room was also beyond Yang Fei's expectations.

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