Yun Lang defeated Xiao Ruolong with ease.
This brainless fellow probably thought he could easily deal with Yun Lang, unaware that Yun Lang held back in front of the eyes of the spectators in the arena.
The sudden turn of events happened and ended quickly. Before Zhao Wan'er could even cry out, Xiao Ruolong was already thrown out of the window by Yun Lang.
Zhao Wan'er only saw Yun Lang effortlessly defeat the seemingly formidable Xiao Ruolong, her admiration for him growing even stronger.
Yun Lang turned around and saw Zhao Wan'er looking at him with tears in her eyes, appearing frightened.
"Don't worry, I've dealt with the bad guy," Yun Lang reassured Zhao Wan'er.
"Benefactor, thank you, Benefactor..." Zhao Wan'er's voice choked with emotion again as she spoke.
Yun Lang looked at Zhao Wan'er's delicate and fragile appearance and felt a slight headache.
When he had saved Zhao Wan'er, he had merely thought it was a simple act of kindness. But looking at the situation now, Zhao Wan'er, a delicate woman, seemed to lack the ability to survive independently.
"Why are you in my room?" Yun Lang sighed.
He had deliberately swapped rooms with Zhao Wan'er yesterday to help her avoid danger.
He had never expected Zhao Wan'er to come to his room.
Perhaps sensing Yun Lang's stern expression, Zhao Wan'er cowered even more. Yet, afraid that Yun Lang would think of her as a manipulative woman, she bit her lip and explained.
"Benefactor, I was simply too scared, so I wanted to wait for you in your room."
Zhao Wan'er's voice was timid.
Upon hearing this, Yun Lang sighed again and then reached out, producing a bar of gold.
He had been immersed in the underground arena these past few days, with an undefeated record. Naturally, he had earned considerable rewards, and this gold was part of his earnings.
"Take this money," Yun Lang said, pressing the gold into Zhao Wan'er's hand.
This amount was insignificant to Yun Lang, but for an ordinary person like Zhao Wan'er, it was enough for a period of living expenses.
Zhao Wan'er was stunned to see Yun Lang suddenly offer her gold. After a moment of shock, she quickly waved her hands.
"This, this, this... Benefactor, I cannot accept it!" Zhao Wan'er's face turned red with anxiety.
In her heart, her current situation was all thanks to Yun Lang's help. Now, to accept money from him felt deeply inappropriate.
"Take this money and leave. Find a place and live your life well!" Yun Lang finished his sentence.
He had to return to the Taichu Sect.
Even if Yun Lang could protect Zhao Wan'er for a while, he couldn't protect her forever.
Ultimately, Zhao Wan'er needed to take the money and live her life honestly.
However, he also knew that Zhao Wan'er, a delicate young woman in Xuri City, might not have an easy time even with the gold he provided.
But that would be Zhao Wan'er's own concern, Yun Lang mused inwardly.
"Benefactor, I... I won't leave!" Zhao Wan'er dodged Yun Lang's hand, refusing to accept the money he offered.
After yesterday, Yun Lang had become a great man in Zhao Wan'er's eyes.
Regardless of Yun Lang's current gentle and considerate demeanor, she couldn't accept his money after the great help he had rendered her yesterday.
As they spoke, another commotion erupted outside the inn.
Just as one trouble subsided, another arose.
Yun Lang had just dealt with Xiao Ruolong, who had come seeking death, when the young master of the Wang family arrived to meet his fate.
This was not Yun Lang's fault for having sharp hearing; the fault lay with the Wang family's young master for his ostentatious arrival.
Upon reaching Yun Lang's floor, his subordinates had already caused quite a stir. It would have been difficult for Yun Lang to pretend not to hear.
As Yun Lang had anticipated, the inn's waiter was unreliable. Seeing the Wang family's young master arrive, and unwilling to draw trouble upon himself, he readily revealed Yun Lang's room location based on the description from the Wang family's servants.
Yun Lang looked at Zhao Wan'er, who was hiding to the side, and felt even more helpless.
She had come to his room seeking him.
Now, all his prior arrangements were rendered futile. When the Wang family's young master arrived, he would still be able to find the young woman.
In a flash, before Yun Lang could instruct her, the Wang family's young master kicked open the door to Yun Lang's room, accompanied by his men.
A glance was all it took to be shocked.
The Wang family's young master saw the woman he longed for, her face streaked with tears, hiding in Yun Lang's room. Enraged, he pointed at Yun Lang and exclaimed, "Good for you, daring to touch the woman of this young master!"
"Guards, seize him!"
This time, the Wang family's young master had spared no expense, bringing the most powerful guest cultivator from his family, who was at the first level of the Foundation Establishment realm.
Such power was more than enough to dominate ordinary people, but it was far from sufficient in front of Yun Lang.
He could easily crush Xiao Ruolong, who was at the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment realm. How could he possibly be a match for this opponent who was only at the first level?
"Boom!"
With a mere flick of his wrist, channeling spiritual energy, Yun Lang didn't even use the Taichu Fist technique before sending the guest cultivator flying.
The Wang family's young master was dumbfounded, not expecting his trump card to be dealt with so easily.
Unfortunately, he was already committed, his arrow nocked and ready to fly. Gritting his teeth, he shouted, "What are you all standing around for? Attack him together!"
The surrounding Wang family servants were also terrified, but the young master's order left them with no choice. To obey or disobey meant death!
One of the servants gritted his teeth and charged at Yun Lang.
With one going, another followed. Seeing someone ahead, several servants suddenly mustered their courage, united as never before, and attacked Yun Lang.
However, it was a pity that for every servant who attacked, the same number were knocked down!
To subdue these servants, Yun Lang didn't even need a single attack; often, one punch would send a row of them to the ground.
Within three steps, Yun Lang had dealt with all the Wang family servants and walked directly before the Wang family's young master.
The Wang family's young master realized he had picked a fight with someone far too formidable. His face turned ashen, his legs trembled, yet he couldn't resist blustering.
"I, I am the young master of the Wang family! You dare lay a hand on me, and I'll kill your entire family!" the Wang family's young master shouted.
Yun Lang chuckled at his words. "I'd like to see if you have the ability."
With that, he delivered another palm strike, directly to the Wang family's young master's chest.
The Wang family's young master was merely an ordinary person. He was sent flying by the palm strike, spitting blood, looking utterly pathetic.