"Young master!"
"What are you still standing there for? Attack him!" Gao Lin roared.
Everyone had seen what was happening, but they all understood the trouble they would face.
After all, no one was ignorant enough to realize that if Gao Lin were to meet any harm, they would face death at Gao Botao's hands upon their return.
"Kill!"
The retainers no longer hesitated and charged directly at Yun Lang.
Yun Lang, whom even Gao Lin did not take seriously, how could he possibly care about them?
Boom!
A pair of iron fists from the Tai Chu Fist technique directly claimed the lives of two men.
"Ah!"
Gao Lin was utterly panicked. He hadn't expected Yun Lang's power to be so much greater than he had imagined.
If this continued, wouldn't they die without even knowing how?
"You... you don't come any closer." Witnessing Yun Lang's strength, Gao Lin finally felt fear.
But unfortunately, Yun Lang did not do as he said and instead slowly walked towards him.
"I gave you a chance, but you insisted on seeking death," Yun Lang shook his head.
To speak of giving him a chance now would truly be an act against heaven.
"I..."
Gao Lin was in a panic.
Faced with such a formidable opponent, how could he explain himself to escape this fate?
But no matter what he said, it seemed the other party had no intention of letting him go.
"Your father might have some strength, but you are too pathetic," Yun Lang stated, shaking his head.
He showed no regard for Gao Lin, for he understood what had transpired.
If it came to a real fight, none of them would likely be a match for the man before them.
Moreover, even Gao Botao dared not easily appear. If Gao Lin sought death now, who else could he blame?
"Die."
Yun Lang roared.
He unleashed the Tai Chu Fist technique once more, with countless fist shadows assaulting the opponent.
Gao Lin had never witnessed such power before and his face was instantly filled with shock.
Boom!
With a resounding crash.
Gao Lin was sent flying backward.
Beside him, Yun Lang shook his head with a look of helplessness.
"This inn is no longer habitable," Yun Lang remarked, shaking his head.
They all understood the situation. When the accident occurred, they would surely send word to the Gao family.
"Ah! It's... it's Young Master Gao."
"What!"
The waiter, discovering the deceased Gao Lin, cried out in shock.
"Young Master Gao!"
The innkeeper exclaimed in horror.
He nearly collapsed to the ground, for they all understood the gravity of the situation.
If anything were to happen, it would pose a fatal threat to them.
"Not good! We can't let anything happen to Young Master Gao." The innkeeper said nervously.
He quickly ran over with the waiter, but at this moment, Gao Lin's internal organs had already been severely damaged by the force of Yun Lang's punch, his death a gruesome sight.
"This... what is to be done?"
Such an incident was beyond what they, as merchants, could bear, and might lead to even greater troubles.
Seeing this, they began to fret. If problems arose, it would be beyond their comprehension.
Yet, even so, nothing seemed to be clarified, for they had all witnessed it.
"What happened?"
"Someone's dead!"
"I heard it was the young master of the Gao family..."
The guests exclaimed in surprise.
They were all traveling merchants and were well aware of the Gao family's influence in Lu City.
Now that Gao Lin had died in the inn, none of them could escape complicity.
"Innkeeper, what do we do now?"
"What else can we do? Stop the culprit!"
"Yes!"
The waiter quickly grabbed a weapon and rushed upstairs.
By this time, Yun Lang had already left. Even if they rushed in, they would see nothing.
"This..."
The waiter panicked. After relaying the news to the innkeeper, the two of them, after deliberation, decided to go and apologize.
"Are we... really going?"
The situation was clear. If any accident occurred, it would undoubtedly cause trouble for them.
However, even so, they might still be in trouble.
After all, everyone had their own thoughts, and even a little danger could lead to inexplicable consequences later.
"We must go, and we must go quickly."
The innkeeper was a wise man and naturally understood these matters.
Otherwise, if the patriarch of the Gao family found out, they would surely come looking for trouble in the future.
Within the Gao family.
Upon seeing his son's corpse, Gao Botao nearly fainted.
"How... how could this have happened?"
He had repeatedly warned Gao Lin not to provoke Yun Lang, yet he couldn't resist.
"Patriarch Gao, it... it was that Yun Lang. It has nothing to do with us."
"Scoundrels! The young master died at your inn, and you claim it has nothing to do with you!" Zhao Wuji said indignantly.
Even if they were no match for Yun Lang, they should have at least returned to report the situation to provide assistance.
Instead, they had watched Gao Lin be killed by Yun Lang and only sent back the corpse.
"I..." The innkeeper was speechless.
However, fearing retribution from the Gao family, he quickly knelt on the ground.
"Patriarch Gao, when we arrived, Yun Lang had already fled. This... this truly has nothing to do with us."
"Enough," Gao Botao said fiercely.
He cast a stern gaze at Zhao Wuji beside him, his intentions clear: he would not let the innkeeper go.
"Drag them out."
"Yes!" Zhao Wuji said, cupping his fist.
Upon hearing this, the innkeeper panicked. He knew the consequences of being dragged out.
"Patriarch Gao, we... we are wronged! We are wronged!"
However, without Gao Botao's permission, Zhao Wuji would never let them go.
Moments later.
Zhao Wuji, with blood on his hands, appeared in the main hall.
"Patriarch, they have been dealt with."
"Good!" Gao Botao nodded.
However, his son was already dead, and nothing he said now mattered.
"Yun Lang, I will make you pay with blood."
"Issue my command: all guards are to kill Yun Lang."
"This..." Zhao Wuji hesitated.
They had all witnessed Yun Lang's strength. How could their guards possibly be a match for him?
"What?" Gao Botao demanded fiercely.
His gaze fell upon Zhao Wuji, and it was obvious he was about to voice an objection.
"No... nothing." Zhao Wuji shook his head.
The key was that Gao Botao was in a rage. If he were to advise caution now, it would undoubtedly lead to greater trouble.
Therefore, regardless of the objective, he would obey, and any sacrifice would be worth it.
"Yun Lang, I will ensure you never return," Gao Botao declared grimly.
His gaze returned to his son's corpse, and his heart was filled with pain.
He knew the reasons behind all of this. If it were a simple opponent, this would not be the outcome.