Chapter 6

"Clucking, what a touching master-servant relationship."

Zhao Tiexiang, gripping a thick and large wooden club, said with a cat-like grin, "Bookworm, little girl, you won't escape today. You'll both have to go and see Lord Yama."

Chen Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he calmly replied, "In broad daylight, you're shouting and fighting. Aren't you afraid of the law?"

"Haha, bookworm, you actually mention the law to me," Zhao Laohu suddenly burst out laughing at these words.

"Haha,"

The others also burst into laughter, as if they had heard the funniest thing in the world.

"Oh, the law."

"Master Chen is still talking about the law with Zhao Laohu."

"You must have read too many books."

Even the neighbors whispered and shook their heads in private. If there really was a law, how could Zhao Laohu have been able to commit so many crimes for so many years?

After a while, Zhao Laohu finally stopped, pointed at himself, and said slowly, "Bookworm, let me tell you, I am the law."

As soon as the words were spoken, the scene instantly fell silent, showing Zhao Laohu's long-standing tyranny.

Chen Yan, however, found it extremely foolish and laughed for the first time, "Such arrogance, you deserve to die."

"Ridiculous,"

Zhao Laohu's face darkened, and he roared, "Tiexiang, take them down and lock them in the cellar, and deal with them properly."

"You dare to provoke Master Zhao, bookworm, you're asking for it."

Zhao Tiexiang switched the wooden club to his left hand, sneered, and extended his right arm, his palm as large as a fan, directly grabbing for Chen Yan's scalp.

Rustle,

His fingers curved like hooks, and the wind was fierce.

"Too slow."

Chen Yan held Ying, slid his feet, and moved back like a divine turtle emerging from the water.

"Huh?"

Zhao Tiexiang's attack missed, and he was greatly surprised.

"Sky Horse,"

Chen Yan landed at the door and shook the Sky Horse scroll in his sleeve.

Rumble,

In the next moment, the Sky Horse rushed out of the courtyard, fast as lightning, and in one move, it was in front of Zhao Tiexiang.

"Neigh,"

The Sky Horse neighed, its hind legs digging into the ground, and its front hooves raised high before stomping down forcefully.

"Oh no,"

Zhao Tiexiang had no time to react and could only cross his arms in front of him in a desperate attempt to block.

Crack,

The Sky Horse's stomp was more than a thousand pounds.

Zhao Tiexiang screamed, his body flying diagonally, and all the ribs on his chest were broken.

"Neigh,"

The Sky Horse, having defeated its enemy, raised its head and neighed, its hooves strong and muscular, like a bronze and iron statue, with immense impact.

"This is,"

"Such a fine horse,"

"Stomping with anger,"

This sudden change made the neighbors both surprised and delighted. Although they were intimidated by Zhao Laohu's ferocity and dared not intervene, they all had a sense of right and wrong. Seeing the evil person suffer, they were all happy.

"This,"

Zhao Laohu looked at the proud Sky Horse and then at the bleeding Tiexiang lying on the ground. He was stunned for a moment before roaring at his men, "What are you all standing there for? Attack, kill this wild horse!"

His voice was like thunder, filled with ferocity.

"Charge,"

"Attack,"

"Beat them hard,"

Seeing Zhao Laohu's anger, the others shuddered and did not dare to hesitate. Each holding a wooden club, they rushed forward.

"Neigh,"

The Sky Horse snorted disdainfully, its hooves stomping the ground in a rhythmic sound, like a tiger's roar or a thunderclap, exuding a killing aura that was overwhelming.

At this moment, everyone felt as if they were on a battlefield, with the golden armor and the Sky Horse, the killing aura piercing the sky.

"Ah,"

Half of the people screamed, their legs giving out, and they fell to the ground, unable to get up.

They were just ordinary ruffians, used to bullying the weak, and could not withstand such a killing aura.

"Neigh,"

The Sky Horse, seeing that some were still standing, roared, its hooves slightly bent, and it leaped into the air, using the force of its descent to crash into the crowd.

"Ouch,"

"It hurts so much."

"Heaven help us."

The Sky Horse's impact was astonishing, truly injuring those it touched and crippling those it hit, incomparably powerful.

One charge, one fall, one stomp.

No one in the scene could stand, and more than twenty people lay on the ground, wailing and rolling in pain.

"This, this,"

Zhao Laohu was dumbfounded. He had relied on his men to terrorize the countryside, and everyone feared him. He never thought that today he would be defeated by a horse.

"Ah,"

Ying was both surprised and delighted, her big eyes shining. She had never known that the horse she played with could have such power.

It was not just a horse but a great general who was invincible on the battlefield.

"There's one more,"

Chen Yan pointed at Zhao Laohu and called to the Sky Horse, "Don't kill him."

"Ah,"

Zhao Laohu finally came to his senses, turned his horse, and tried to escape.

"Neigh,"

But the Sky Horse was faster, darting forward like a dragon leaping and a tiger pouncing, powerful and awe-inspiring.

"Ah,"

As expected, Zhao Laohu's body flew horizontally, his screams heard far and wide.

"Neigh,"

The Sky Horse charged again, and before Zhao Laohu hit the ground, it raised its hooves and kicked him, knocking him out completely.

"Neigh,"

Having done this, the Sky Horse raised its head, lifted its hooves, and slowly walked back, its large eyes clearly showing its pride.

"Well done."

"Feels great."

"Kick Zhao Laohu to death."

After a moment of silence, the neighbors erupted in cheers, men and women, old and young, all shouting in joy, as if it were a festival.

Indeed, Zhao Laohu had done too many evil deeds, and everyone hated him. They had only dared to be angry but not speak out before. Now, seeing his men lying on the ground, they shouted in approval without hesitation.

"Good, good,"

Ying jumped and laughed, her face beaming with joy.

"Ying,"

Chen Yan looked at her and pointed to the scene, "Go and check them, take their valuables, and then make them all leave."

"Ah,"

Ying pouted, a bit unwilling, and said, "Just let them go like this? That's too lenient!"

"It's not the right time yet."

Chen Yan lowered his eyelids, hiding the killing intent in his eyes.

His foundation was not yet solid, and he tried to avoid trouble. If he killed more than twenty people at once, the authorities would not ignore it, and the resulting entanglements would leave him no time to cultivate.

As for Zhao Laohu and his men, they could not be let off so easily. He would deal with them all when the time was right.

"Alright,"

Ying, of course, did not understand Chen Yan's strategy, but the little girl was obedient and still went forward to search them.

"Hmm,"

Chen Yan looked at the emerald ring on Zhao Laohu's thumb and nodded. The ill-gotten wealth would be used to buy ginseng and prepare medicinal dishes to nourish his body.

After all, he was still in the stage of refining essence into qi. With the help of medicinal dishes, he could reach the full cultivation of qi more quickly.

"Delivered to the door."

Chen Yan smiled and gripped the scroll in his hand.

"Good hit."

"Zhao Laohu, go to hell."

"Stomp this bastard to death."

Seeing Zhao Laohu and his men lying on the ground, the onlookers grew bolder, shouting and even throwing bricks, making the scene intense.

Zhao Laohu and his men, even if they did not die, were left with half their skin, their faces bruised and swollen, and they looked utterly miserable.