Ling Zhenfei's heart jolted, he definitely didn't want this girl to get mixed up in this affair. After all, they were strangers; he had only intervened to have a car to chase after Shan Biao and the others.

Ling Zhenfei hurriedly stepped in front of the girl, blocking Shan Biao's fist with his own hand.

"If you have a problem, come at me."

As soon as Ling Zhenfei finished speaking, Shan Biao and the others laughed, "See that? He was scurrying away like a rat just now, but now that there's a beauty, he suddenly wants to play the hero like a tiger."

"Kid, you want to play the hero? You don't even check if you're qualified. Keep sticking your nose in, and we'll knock you down first."

Ling Zhenfei said, "This has nothing to do with her. If you keep pestering, I won't be polite anymore."

"Ah, kid, you won't be polite? I want to see how you won't be polite."

Right after speaking, one of the guys threw a punch directly at Ling Zhenfei's face.

Ling Zhenfei dodged and landed a punch in the man's stomach. He didn't use much strength, but it was enough to make the man double over in pain.

Seeing one of their own at a disadvantage, Shan Biao and his group instantly became furious.

"Kid, you're really asking for it. You dare to fight back? Brothers, beat him up!"

After those words, Shan Biao and his men attacked Ling Zhenfei. Ling Zhenfei knew that among these people, only one had real strength, but that person had been standing still, not taking part in the fight.

This man wasn't really part of Shan Biao's gang, so there was no need for him to act. He was sent by Wu Yingxiong to assist Shan Biao and others in their investigation, which is why he did not meddle in some matters.

However, Shan Biao and the others were no match for Ling Zhenfei. Though Ling Zhenfei was inexperienced, the few moves he made were more than enough for those men, and he quickly took them down.

Shan Biao and his men lay on the ground, wailing in pain, clearly not expecting Ling Zhenfei to be so formidable.

Equally surprised were Ge Qing and the girl. They had thought Ling Zhenfei was sure to be at a disadvantage, but who could have imagined he was so powerful that he knocked down the group of men in just a few moves?

Ge Qing's expression was one of utter surprise, and it seemed he thought of something, his face filled with hope. Yet remembering what Shan Biao had said, he felt fear in his heart, leaving him conflicted.

"Zhou Meng, what are you looking at? Didn't you see I got beaten? Don't just stand there, beat this kid up! Didn't the boss send you to protect me?"

In pain, Shan Biao shouted at the only remaining man, who was a cultivator with the strength of the Mingmu Advanced Stage.

This man had been watching Ling Zhenfei all along, his eyes filled with surprise. Although Ling Zhenfei hadn't used Northern Spiritual Energy, he could tell that Ling Zhenfei had such energy within him.

"Are you also a Spiritual Cultivator?" Zhou Meng asked Ling Zhenfei in surprise.

His voice was somewhat hoarse, with a roughness unlike his age.

"That's right, I am a cultivator," Ling Zhenfei admitted readily.

Zhou Meng laughed, "Not bad. A cultivator fighting with a few ordinary people but still pretending to be afraid. Kid, you play the 'pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger' game pretty well."

"Thanks for the compliment?" Ling Zhenfei knew his actions couldn't escape the eyes of a cultivator.

"So what's your purpose?" Zhou Meng asked curiously.

Ling Zhenfei said, "What purpose could I possibly have? I was just asking for directions when you people tried to swindle me. It was your people who struck at me first; I'm the victim here."

Zhou Meng sneered, "Is lying fun for you? You definitely have an agenda. Fess up."

Ling Zhenfei nodded, "Alright then, since you seem to know already, I have nothing to hide."

Ling Zhenfei looked down at Shan Biao and the others on the ground, noticing that they were all staring at him, seemingly waiting for his response.

"I do have a few questions for you. Where is Tang Sen, and where is Wu Yingxiong?"

Zhou Meng and Shan Biao were shocked by Ling Zhenfei's words, clearly not expecting that Ling Zhenfei had deliberately sought them out.

"Never thought this day would actually come. Sending an expert like you shows that the higher-ups have started to take this seriously," Zhou Meng said with a calm face.

"Cut the crap. Now that you know my goal, just tell me, where exactly are Tang Sen and Wu Yingxiong?"

"Do you think I would tell you? That's pure wishful thinking," Zhou Meng said with a cold laugh, his expression laden with disdain.

By now, Ling Zhenfei had concealed his Northern Spiritual Energy, so ordinary people couldn't detect how much strength he really had, and Zhou Meng couldn't see it, either.

Zhou Meng's current power was at the Advanced Stage of Mingmu, which was already considered very strong, hence his confidence.

Ling Zhenfei laughed, "It's fine if you don't want to talk now. After I beat you down in a bit, you'll naturally spill everything."

Fury flashed through Zhou Meng at these words, "Kid, you sure are arrogant, saying you'll beat me down. Alright then, let's stretch our muscles and see who ends up flat on the ground."

An unavoidable battle was looming. Ling Zhenfei turned and said to the girl behind him, "You'd better get in the car so you don't get hurt."

The girl stared at Ling Zhenfei, evidently astonished, but she opened the door and got into the car nonetheless.

Ling Zhenfei waved his hand at Zhou Meng, signaling for him to hurry up and attack. Seeing himself being underestimated, Zhou Meng charged at Ling Zhenfei with a face full of anger.

His hands were already fused with Northern Spiritual Energy, a powerful force moving between his hands, looking incredibly potent.

The energy flowed between his legs, making his movements as fast as lightning, rapidly heading towards Ling Zhenfei. His hands were curved in a claw-like shape, like a pair of hooks.

Ling Zhenfei knew this was a clawing technique, Zhou Meng must have practiced skills like the Eagle Claw Force, which could make one's hands tough as iron, coupled with the flowing Northern Spiritual Energy, indeed formidable.

If Zhou Meng's claws caught him, his bones could break and tendons snap, so Ling Zhenfei took him seriously.

However, Zhou Meng's power was far too meager for Ling Zhenfei. Currently, Ling Zhenfei was at the Fourth Level of Zhiyi Completion, about to reach Level Five of Zhiyi, his power far exceeding Zhou Meng's.

Moreover, Ling Zhenfei possessed a Divine Sense Attack technique like Soul Passage, making it exceedingly easy to deal with the likes of Zhou Meng.

Zhou Meng's Eagle Claw swooped towards Ling Zhenfei's face while his other hand aimed straight for Ling Zhenfei's chest.

Ling Zhenfei stood still without moving a muscle. Zhou Meng couldn't help but feel thrilled, mistaking it for Ling Zhenfei being unable to react. Delighted inwardly, he powered up the Northern Spiritual Energy in his hands, aiming to strike a lethal blow.

But just as his claws were merely a step away from Ling Zhenfei, Zhou Meng suddenly felt as if someone tapped him on the head. With a buzz, he became somewhat dazed, and his body stopped moving.

Zhou Meng stood frozen on the spot when Ling Zhenfei made his move. With just a hint of Northern Spiritual Energy gathered in his fist, he punched Zhou Meng in the chest, sending him flying backwards.

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