Li Hanlong's strength was something Li Chonglou had deeply experienced.
Even his casual strike was something Li Chonglou couldn't block, and he was half a step stronger than his senior sister.
Even after breaking through to the second realm, he was still no match for him.
Let alone Ning Lang, an ordinary person.
His status as a major figure in Yong'an's underworld, with the nickname "Wolf Lord," was due more to his intellect than his personal martial prowess.
Pinned by Li Hanlong, no amount of struggle had any effect.
Moreover, Li Chonglou was heavily injured from yesterday's battle, and engaging in a fight would put him at a significant disadvantage.
For a moment, Ning Lang was filled with anxiety.
But he had no way out.
*Snap!*
Just as Ayue Qubi's palm blade was about to pierce Li Chonglou's throat, Li Chonglou's head violently tilted, his body leaning at least forty degrees.
His right hand, moving in the opposite direction of his leaning body, struck the back of Ayue Qubi's hand.
Ayue Qubi had made a hasty move and hadn't taken Qin Fen, Li Chonglou's disguise, seriously, so he hadn't used his full strength.
Being struck like that suddenly created a huge disparity.
His mind went blank.
He was sent spinning through the air, tumbling five to six meters before landing.
His handsome face was now flushed red.
He said in perfect Mandarin, "I underestimated you. You are a master!"
Over the years, under his adoptive father's orders, he had traveled extensively and apprenticed with the Yu Yuan Chen family to learn tomb raiding techniques.
Now he had finally returned with merit.
With Yan Bin dead, he thought he would become his adoptive father's confidant.
Unexpectedly, his first move resulted in a significant setback.
Hatred surged within him, his eyes turning cold and fierce.
As soon as he finished speaking, he coiled his body, preparing to attack again.
But Li Hanlong raised his hand to stop him, "Forget it. You are no match for him."
Hearing this, Ayue Qubi's face turned even redder, his earlobes flushing instantly.
His adoptive father saying he was inferior to someone else? How could his strong self-esteem, built since childhood, endure this?
Li Chonglou and Li Hanlong met eyes, suppressing the churning blood and emotions, appearing extremely calm.
In reality, when he was in Yucheng, he was far from Ayue Qubi's equal.
It was only after breaking through to the second realm that his strength surpassed Ayue Qubi's.
However, his wounds had not fully healed; the flesh was still tender. Although his movement was minimal earlier, the strain had reopened the healed tender flesh from last night.
He was now in agony, as if being sliced by a knife.
"Brother Qin Fen, you're quite hidden. But you must be injured, aren't you?" Li Hanlong released Ning Lang, his gaze sharp as he stared at Li Chonglou, his expression unreadable. "Shall we talk?"
Outsiders watched the spectacle, while insiders saw the skill.
Although Li Chonglou had repelled his adoptive son with a palm strike, the slight hesitation in his movements did not escape Li Hanlong's eyes.
Moreover, that palm strike had also revealed Li Chonglou's approximate strength.
While stronger than Ayue Qubi, he was still far from Li Hanlong's level.
He posed no threat.
As for Ning Lang and Zeng Wang, one a gangster and the other a businessman, they were like ants in his eyes.
"No talking today. Let's go!" Ning Lang moved closer to Li Chonglou, wanting to help him up.
Blood had seeped through Li Chonglou's shirt, making Ning Lang very worried.
If they continued to talk, he might actually die.
Li Chonglou's identity hadn't been exposed yet, and Li Hanlong already harbored murderous intent.
If his true identity were revealed, what would happen?
Although Ning Lang had a gun, it was worthless against such a terrifying expert.
"No leaving, the matter isn't settled yet." Li Chonglou remained motionless; Ning Lang couldn't pull him up.
Seeing his resolve, Ning Lang reluctantly let go.
"Mr. Li, return the Three-Chain Seal to me, and sell the Golden Buddha Head to Mr. Zeng. Then everything can be discussed," Li Chonglou said, ensuring his voice remained steady. "Otherwise, I don't think we have anything to discuss."
"No matter how precious a treasure is, it's still an external possession. Don't you want to be in prison, constantly missing it?"
Employing both soft and hard tactics.
If it was about playing games, Li Chonglou, having lived two lives, though not adept at manipulation, never feared anyone.
People like Li Hanlong were immune to gentle persuasion.
Therefore, he had to strike at the heart of his desires!
"Do you have to force a situation where both sides are destroyed?" Li Hanlong's eyes flashed with ferocity, his voice low.
Beside him, Li Duo'er's beautiful eyes showed a hint of emotion.
She knew this uncle too well. Although he had ordered Ayue Qubi to kill just now, he hadn't truly intended to kill then.
It was only now, as his voice lowered, that his murderous intent truly erupted.
These three people in front of him were likely in for a difficult day.
"Let's just say, I am determined to get the Three-Chain Seal," Li Chonglou stated directly.
The Golden Buddha Head was a national treasure, and its sale was illegal. Zeng Wang was unaware of this; after this matter, it would have to be handed over to the state, regardless of who possessed it.
There was no alternative.
If Zeng Wang possessed a sense of justice, he would naturally understand.
But the Three-Chain Seal was different. Li Hanlong had acquired it abroad through a lucky find; it was his personal property.
Without using the Golden Buddha Head as leverage, obtaining the Three-Chain Seal from him would be as difficult as reaching the heavens.
This was why he insisted, even if it meant igniting Li Hanlong's murderous intent.
Sister Yun's future hinged entirely on this.
Having spoken, Li Chonglou reached into Ning Lang's waist.
The Type 54 pistol appeared in his hand, its dark muzzle pointed directly at Li Hanlong.
This scene instantly shocked everyone present, except for Ning Lang.
Especially Zeng Wang.
He simply couldn't understand why, when the deal wasn't going through, the situation had devolved to this point without him realizing it.
Even a gun had been drawn.
Ayue Qubi's expression changed drastically. He moved to Li Hanlong's side, seemingly wanting to shield him from a bullet.
But Li Hanlong raised his hand and pushed him away.
Looking at Li Chonglou, Li Hanlong asked with a hint of amusement, "How much did Shi Jianming give you?"
"To make you so willing to work for him, I can offer you double."
"Consider it."
He could tell that this Qin Fen was a stubborn character, unafraid of anything, daring to threaten him with a gun.
An ordinary person would have been killed by his palm strike instantly.
But given the strength Qin Fen had displayed, even with his injuries, if he had a gun, Li Hanlong probably couldn't dodge it within ten meters.
"She saved my life. I'm not considering it," Li Chonglou replied with a faint smile. He could see Li Hanlong's hesitation. "Either give me the Three-Chain Seal, or I'll call the police and arrest you."
This "she" was not Shi Jianming, but Xiao Yun.
However, the pronunciation was the same, so Li Hanlong couldn't tell.
Of course, the gun was merely a tool of intimidation; he wouldn't use it unless absolutely necessary. Possessing a firearm illegally was also a crime, but it was better than being killed by Li Hanlong on the spot.
As long as he could force Li Hanlong to transfer the Three-Chain Seal, it would all be worth it!
With that, Li Chonglou lightly disengaged the safety.
His finger on the trigger was visibly pressing down.
Of course, he had mastered the precision.
Since breaking through to the second realm, his control over his body had significantly increased. Every subtle movement was within his expectation.
Unlike ordinary people, who would tremble throughout their bodies when experiencing subtle tension.
Therefore, even as he continuously applied pressure to the trigger, he could sense the precise moment of the critical point.
But Li Hanlong was unaware of Li Chonglou's intentions. Seeing his finger tightening, his heart pounded in his chest.
Who wasn't afraid of death?
Despite being a formidable figure, he also valued his life.
"I yield. I'll give you the Three-Chain Seal," Li Hanlong finally said, raising his hands.
"No promises without proof. Write a transfer agreement, sign it, and leave your thumbprint," Li Chonglou's lips curved into a slight smile.
His gamble had paid off.
No matter how formidable a person was, as long as they had something to lose, they couldn't be fearless of death.
Li Hanlong's eyes flashed with murderous intent again, but it vanished in an instant.
He gestured for Li Duo'er beside him to fetch paper and a pen.
With a dash of his hand, a beautifully written regular script appeared on the paper, stating that he was transferring his treasured Tianhuang Stone Three-Chain Seal to Qin Fen.
"Change Qin Fen to Shi Jianming!" Li Chonglou corrected him.
Li Hanlong paused for two seconds and made the correction as instructed.
Below were the words: "Hereby certified, collect the item within three days."
Then, he signed and applied his thumbprint.
He then pushed the transfer agreement to Li Chonglou.
Once the authenticity was confirmed, and it was signed and thumbprinted, it held legal weight.
No matter how powerful Li Hanlong was, he wouldn't dare openly defy the law, otherwise, the small associates behind him would be systematically exposed.
The gains would not outweigh the losses.
With this document, Sister Yun's matter was finally settled.
As for bringing down Li Hanlong, that would have to wait until after he obtained the Three-Chain Seal.
Li Chonglou held the gun in one hand and the agreement in the other.
He palmed the agreement flat, preparing to put it in his pocket.
The muzzle lowered slightly, and in that split second of distraction,
Li Hanlong's eyes flashed with brilliance. He suddenly lunged, grabbing the barrel of Li Chonglou's gun.
*Bang!*
The gun fired. Li Chonglou's reaction was extremely swift; he fired without hesitation.
But the bullet struck the ceiling.
The next second, his chest was struck by a punch from Li Hanlong, almost making him lose consciousness.
The immense force sent him, along with the chair, sliding backward three to four meters, crashing heavily against the wall.
His ribs were nearly broken.
Stars swam before his eyes, and the freshly torn wounds burst open again, blood gushing out and instantly staining his clothes.
"Chonglou!" Ning Lang, unable to contain himself, cried out in alarm and rushed forward.
Hearing this, Li Hanlong's eyelids twitched violently. He pointed the gun directly at Li Chonglou, "So you are Li Chonglou!"
"I knew I felt a familiar presence. You were disguised, I truly didn't expect it."
"When did you become one of Shi Jianming's men?"
Ning Lang cursed inwardly. In his excitement, he had revealed Li Chonglou's true identity.
This was a huge problem now.
With a face full of guilt, he shielded Li Chonglou and said, "Brother, I'm sorry, it's my fault."
"I, Ning Lang, am alone in this world. You've already avenged my parents. There's nothing else in this life that makes me want to stay, except for antiques."
"If I can accompany you to the underworld, it would be a great joy in life!"
His words clearly conveyed his suicidal intent.
"It's not your fault. If you hadn't spoken, he wouldn't have let me go today," Li Chonglou said with relief, a wry smile appearing.
After catching his breath, he reached up and touched his face, tearing off most of the disguise material that blended seamlessly with his skin, revealing his true face.
He said, "I felt uncomfortable dressed like this, and I've wanted to take it off for a long time."
"The transfer agreement is in hand. My death doesn't matter; the task is finally accomplished."
"However, Mr. Zeng, that Golden Buddha Head is a national treasure currently being investigated by the state. Anyone who buys it is committing a crime. I urge you to prioritize righteousness and abandon any thoughts of possessing it."
Zeng Wang's face had turned ashen by this point, his limbs feeling weak.
Hearing this, he nodded vigorously like a chicken pecking at rice.