I am here, what do you want?
Shen Lang said this calmly, without any change in his expression.
However, in the eyes of Yang Ce and everyone at Baimahui, this was provocation, and a crazy provocation.
This kid, after causing such a big disturbance at Baimahui, dared to provoke them like this, truly showing no regard for them.
"Kid, you are too arrogant."
Yang Ce adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his gentle demeanor turning cold. He said coldly, "In all my years, among everyone I've met, you are the first to dare to shout at me like this. I am very angry now, do you know what your fate will be?"
When Yang Ce is enraged, heads will roll.
This is common knowledge in Nanling; when Yang Ce gets angry, it means murder.
Over the years, anyone who made Yang Ce angry would end up beheaded.
Without a doubt, Yang Ce had completely decided to kill Shen Lang.
"My fate has never been decided by anyone else, it is always only decided by myself."
Shen Lang sneered, looking at the six-fingered man and the more than a hundred men in black exuding murderous intent. He said to Yang Ce, "Do you believe it, if you give the order and they attack, it won't be me who falls, but them."
"What?"
Hearing this, not only Yang Ce was stunned, but the six-fingered man and all the hundreds of men in black were also shocked.
"He's crazy, this kid must be crazy."
If he wasn't crazy, he would never have said such a thing.
Every one of these men had followed Yang Ce through thick and thin, and were battle-hardened martial arts experts.
For Shen Lang to dare to utter such boastful words, wasn't he crazy?
"Kid, I truly cannot see through you anymore."
Yang Ce had initially thought Shen Lang was crazy, but after observing him carefully for a long time, he became increasingly apprehensive.
He could not detect any trace of mockery on Shen Lang's face.
Shen Lang looked utterly serious, as if telling Yang Ce that every word he spoke had been carefully considered.
Yang Ce couldn't understand, where was this kid getting his confidence from?
Yang Ce looked at Shen Lang, and after a long pause, he coldly laughed, "Kid, I truly cannot see through you anymore. You are already trapped like a turtle in a jar. I really don't understand where you get the audacity to provoke everyone?"
"My confidence, of course, comes from strength. The stronger the strength, the greater the confidence."
Shen Lang pulled out a folding fan from his pocket and slowly opened it, fanning himself leisurely. "An emaciated wolf, even surrounded by hundreds of sheep, why should it fear?"
"Alright, enough nonsense. Yang Ce, I came to find you because I have something to discuss. If you want to have your subordinates attack, then let them attack now. Otherwise, listen to me finish speaking."
Shen Lang played with the folding fan in his hand, completely unfazed by Yang Ce's subordinates. He stared at Yang Ce and said, "Yu Xiao is the woman I love. Not only did you capture her to Baimahui and almost get her insulted, but you also burned down her home. Tell me, how should this debt be settled?"
"Settle accounts with me?"
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Yang Ce laughed in disbelief, "Kid, do you know that in Nanling, I am the only one who settles accounts with others, and no one has ever dared to settle accounts with me."
"There wasn't before, but there is now. In this world, many things always have a first time."
Shen Lang sneered, "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. If you don't even understand this principle, then you should either commit suicide now or get out of Nanling."
"Kid, you are so arrogant that I wish I could tear you to pieces."
Yang Ce's eyes were like knives as he stared coldly at Shen Lang. "I always thought I was arrogant enough, but I didn't expect you to be even more so."
"To be honest, I'm suddenly quite interested, curious about how you plan to settle this account with me."
Shen Lang was destined to die today, but Yang Ce wanted to toy with him thoroughly before he died.
He had been successful all these years, with opponents falling one after another, and he rarely encountered an interesting adversary.
This kid, Shen Lang, had already ignited his competitive spirit.
"How to settle this account?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Lang laughed. "You burned down Yu Xiao's house, making her homeless. This debt can be settled with money. A villa plus ten million, and we're even."
"However, you almost got Yu Xiao insulted, and this debt cannot be settled with money. It must be settled with lives."
"Who captured Yu Xiao, step forward and let me see."
Shen Lang looked at the members of Baimahui surrounding him and said.
"I am the one who captured her."
After Shen Lang finished speaking, the six-fingered man in black stepped forward.
He looked at Shen Lang with a provocative expression. "Kid, make your move. I want to see how you're going to take my life."
"Haha, kill Mr. Liu Zhi?"
As soon as the six-fingered man in black finished speaking, a group of Baimahui subordinates burst into laughter.
"Who is Mr. Liu Zhi? He is a retired top expert from an elite foreign special forces unit. Although he is only in his early thirties, his martial arts cultivation has already reached the mid-Golden stage. This kid wants to kill him, he's dreaming."
In the eyes of the Baimahui subordinates, a powerful expert like him, unless he encountered an old monster, no one could be his opponent.
Shen Lang, a young brat in his early twenties, only grew in height, not in brains. If he could kill the six-fingered man in black, it would only be in his dreams.
"It seems they have great confidence in you?"
Facing everyone's mockery, Shen Lang did not get angry. He just looked at the six-fingered man in black with a playful expression and said.
"The reason they have confidence in me is because of my strength."
The six-fingered man in black said with pride.
"Your mid-Yellow realm strength?"
Shen Lang fanned himself, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "In your opinion, reaching the mid-Yellow realm in martial arts means being a top expert. As long as the old monsters don't appear, you can basically sweep aside everyone, right?"
"That's right—"
The six-fingered man in black said, "For many years, I have not met an opponent. I have absolute confidence in myself."
"Kid, you provoked Baimahui, and today, I will surely kill you."
With that, the six-fingered man in black's aura suddenly changed, his murderous intent surged, and he threw a punch directly at Shen Lang.
This punch was not only terrifying in power, but also so fast that it was almost indescribable. In the blink of an eye, it reached Shen Lang's glabella.
If Shen Lang were to be hit by this punch, his head would surely be shattered, and he would die on the spot.
But, unfortunately, this punch could not advance any further when it was half an inch away from Shen Lang's glabella.
Because, at some unknown time, a golden needle had shot out, accurately piercing the opponent's throat.