The burly man was slightly stunned, and his eyes held confusion. "What do you mean? Yao Baichuan was tortured into that state by you, yet you're interrogating me?"
"If you can't give me a clear explanation today, don't blame me for being impolite."
The壮汉 (zhuàng hàn - strong man) took a few steps forward, his gaze filled with fierce killing intent.
"The Yao family is under my protection, and my current strength is at the peak of Grandmaster. If I want to kill you, it's probably easier than killing a chicken or slaughtering a cow. You'd better not pretend in front of me and honestly explain why you're targeting the Yao family."
Mu Feng's lips curved into a slight smile. This guy in front of him was very straightforward. A hint of playfulness appeared in his eyes.
"I was trying to talk to you properly, and you're spouting nonsense. Since you don't want to listen, let's talk after we fight."
"Some people are stubborn and only understand what I'm saying after being beaten into submission."
As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed forward without hesitation. A blade appeared in his hand. The blade struck towards the壮汉's face with extreme speed.
The壮汉 retreated next, his hand just reaching for the hilt of the large saber on his back when the blade had already grazed his face. A bloodline appeared on his face, and his eyes revealed disbelief and shock. He had never imagined that he would have no power to resist in front of Mu Feng. If that blow had been half an inch further, his head might have been split in two. At this moment, his heart was filled with turbulent waves.
"You... what exactly is your strength? Why can't I even react in front of you?"
"You're clearly only in your twenties, how can you be so powerful?"
The壮汉's eyes held a hint of fear. Even at this moment, he realized the gap between himself and Mu Feng.
Mu Feng smiled faintly and said, "That blow just now was to make you recognize how big the gap between you and me is. I won't use my blade again, and I'll give you another chance to attack. You don't need to worry about how strong I am; you'll understand the difference between us after you try it yourself."
Upon hearing this, the壮汉's eyes still held a trace of defiance. He directly reached for the large saber on his back and drew it out, the nine-ring saber ringing. The cultivation technique he practiced was open and forceful, favoring a powerful saber.
"Watch closely, I'm about to strike."
With that, he swung the large saber and slashed directly towards Mu Feng's shoulder, as fast as the wind and as powerful as thunder. However, in the next instant, Mu Feng extended two fingers and easily caught the blade.
The壮汉 was dumbfounded. He never expected Mu Feng to block his attack so easily, and with just two fingers. If this hadn't happened right in front of him, he would have doubted if it was an illusion.
Mu Feng's lips curved into a slight arc. "Do you understand the gap between us now?"
The壮汉 instinctively replied, "Your strength!"
"You are at least in the legendary realm of Land Immortal, but why have you reached that realm at such a young age?"
"I don't believe it, it must be you..." Before he could finish his sentence, Mu Feng slapped him directly. The blow landed squarely on the back of the壮汉's head, sending him sprawling to the ground, his vision swimming and his eyes darkening. At this moment, his heart finally accepted the outcome. His eyes were filled with incredulous shock.
"No wonder you didn't take them seriously. So your strength is so formidable. If I had your strength, I wouldn't let anyone who dared to trouble me off lightly."
Mu Feng's smile became more pronounced. "So now you know that he deliberately came to trouble me?"
"Weren't you just telling me that I was bullying them?"
The壮汉 smiled bitterly and sat down on the ground resolutely. "With your strength, even killing me would be effortless. Why would you lie about dealing with them?"
"When he called me earlier, he said he was bullied by you and cried miserably. When I went to your company, your people blocked me. Yao Baichuan was lying on the floor in your security room, sobbing. When he saw me, he clung to me like a father. His wronged expression made me feel that he must have been greatly tormented by you. It was because I had a preconceived notion that I came to find trouble with you directly. Although I don't think highly of this fellow, he is, after all, the heir of the Yao family. Since I've accepted his benefits, I must protect his safety. Now that I'm no match for you, do as you please, kill me or maim me."
The壮汉 closed his eyes resolutely, tilting his neck as if prepared to die.
Mu Feng's smile grew even more obvious. He flicked his toe, picking up the saber on the ground, weighing it in his hand, and a smile appeared on his lips. "Alright, since you want to die, I'll grant your wish now!"
Upon hearing this, the壮汉 opened his eyes in disbelief. His eyes were filled with astonishment. "A master like you should be magnanimous and let me go, right?"
"Why do you want to kill me directly? My strength is far inferior to yours."
Mu Feng said with a half-smile, "You just said yourself that I can do as I please with you, kill me or maim me. Now that I'm prepared to kill you, why are you going back on your word?"
"Or are you just putting on a show in front of me, thinking that a master like me should naturally let a weakling like you go?"
"Are you going to tell me that being weak makes you right?" He had already seen through this guy; he was very cunning. He seemed straightforward but after their exchange, Mu Feng saw a hint of slyness in the man's eyes.
"Where did you get that idea? I never thought that. I just thought that a young man like you would be willing to listen to what I said. I submit to you now. I was wrong. Give me a chance to live!"
"After all, we have no enmity between us!"
Mu Feng's smile became more pronounced. "We had no enmity before, but the moment you came to my door, the enmity was forged."