Seeing Chen Xiao's appearance, Lin Cheng smiled triumphantly, "Boy, now you know how powerful I am, right?"

Chen Xiao gritted his teeth, glaring at Lin Cheng, looking like he wanted to devour him.

Lin Cheng snorted disdainfully, then made a phone call.

"Mr. Huang, it's done. That Chen kid is locked up with the Eight Gates Lock. Even if he has great abilities, he won't be able to use them!"

"Good, good, I'll bring him over to you now!"

After hanging up, Lin Cheng looked at Chen Xiao and said with a fake smile, "Boy, let's go!"

Chen Xiao shrugged, looking helpless.

Being pushed and shoved all the way, Chen Xiao arrived at the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel, which was Mr. Huang's base.

"Mr. Huang, I've brought the person to you."

Lin Cheng nodded and bowed, his face full of obsequiousness.

Mr. Huang sat upright in a chair, a yellow weasel perched on his shoulder.

Behind him stood four burly men.

These men were all martial artists, but their strength was not very good, only a few internal energy martial artists.

But Mr. Huang felt that Chen Xiao was now locked by the Eight Gates Lock, and with these few internal energy martial artists, it was enough to deal with him.

"Hehe, Mr. Chen, we finally meet!"

Mr. Huang smiled insincerely, staring at Chen Xiao with venomous eyes.

Chen Xiao said lightly, "Listening to you, it sounds like you've been looking forward to meeting me?"

"Looking forward to it? It's more than just looking forward to it!"

Mr. Huang gritted his teeth, "I dream about you, I wish I could tear out your tendons and skin you alive in my dreams!"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak—"

The yellow weasel on Mr. Huang's shoulder also let out an angry scream.

Chen Xiao glanced at the yellow weasel and recognized it as the one he had let go yesterday.

He smiled slightly and said casually, "Is it necessary? It's just a flower field. Mr. Huang, you can't be too petty!"

"Bastard, how dare you speak so boldly, saying it's just a flower field? Do you know who the owner of that flower field is?"

Mr. Huang shouted angrily.

Chen Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly. There were indeed others behind that flower field.

"Hmph, brat, I'll scare you to death if I say it. This flower field is actually..."

Mr. Huang stopped halfway through his words, and the yellow weasel on his shoulder suddenly let out a scream: "Squeak, squeak, squeak—"

Then, the yellow weasel stared at Lin Cheng gloomily, and Lin Cheng's entire temperament changed instantly.

He shouted at Mr. Huang, "Why are you talking nonsense with him? Kill him quickly to avenge my father!"

Chen Xiao could see that Lin Cheng had been possessed by the yellow weasel, Master Huang, but he didn't expect that Mr. Huang was Master Huang's son.

This really surprised Chen Xiao, because Mr. Huang's strength had reached the peak of the Entry Dao realm, while Master Huang was only at the early stage of the Entry Dao realm.

The son was much stronger than the father!

Perhaps because he was reprimanded by his father, Mr. Huang felt embarrassed and retorted, "Dad, this kid is just a dying person, what does it matter if he knows?"

"It's better to do less than to do more. Kill this kid quickly to avenge Dad!"

Lin Cheng, possessed by Master Huang, said impatiently.

Mr. Huang was also stubborn, and he insisted, "Dad, such a large flower field has disappeared. It is said that the Divine Sect has sent people to investigate. In any case, punishment is inevitable this time, but if I recover those Manjusaka flowers, I might be able to redeem myself..."

"Besides, Dad, it seems that I have the final say here!"

Hearing this, Master Huang almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. Being held back by his own son, he had no choice but to snort coldly, "Fine, it's up to you!"

Mr. Huang turned to look at Chen Xiao and said proudly, "Boy, you heard what I just said. As long as you hand over the Manjusaka flowers now, I can grant you a quick death!"

But Chen Xiao didn't seem to hear him at all, and instead asked, "This flower field belongs to the Divine Sect? What is the Divine Sect?"

Mr. Huang frowned, "You're a dying person, why do you have so many questions? Hand over the Manjusaka flowers quickly, otherwise, I have a hundred ways to make you wish you were dead!"

Chen Xiao asked coldly, "I'll ask you again, what exactly is the Divine Sect?"

"Damn brat, you're about to die and you still dare to act tough, you're asking for a beating!"

Seeing Chen Xiao so arrogant, Master Huang slapped him in anger.

How could Chen Xiao let him slap him? He kicked out his foot, striking first, directly kicking Master Huang to the ground!

"Damn it, I was careless. Lin Cheng's body is too weak!"

Master Huang was very annoyed. He thought to himself that if he had known this, he would have possessed a martial artist's body.

Although Chen Xiao was locked, the Eight Gates Lock could only seal his meridians, but this kid himself was strong and sturdy, much stronger than Lin Cheng!

"You bastard, how dare you hit my dad, get him, beat him until his skin is torn and he tastes a little bit of flesh!"

Mr. Huang gave an order, and the four martial artists behind him jumped up and attacked Chen Xiao.

Chen Xiao's eyes turned cold, and he jumped up and delivered a sweeping kick. The four internal energy martial artists didn't even touch his clothes before they were kicked away.

Master Huang was shocked, his face full of shock.

"Damn, how fierce is this kid? He's still so strong even with his meridians sealed!"

But Mr. Huang discovered the clue.

"Something's not right. These four are internal energy martial artists. Even if he's strong, he can't defeat four internal energy martial artists so easily with his meridians sealed!"

Chen Xiao sneered, "You have a good eye! You think you can lock me up with a mere pair of handcuffs? You're too naive, right?"

As he spoke, Chen Xiao raised his hands and suddenly strained, and the handcuffs, known as the 'Eight Gates Lock,' were shattered by Chen Xiao, scattering in all directions.

"How is this possible?"

Mr. Huang was dumbfounded. "There is a seal jointly drawn by the four elders of the Evil Exorcism Division on this Eight Gates Lock. How could it be broken? Could it be that Lin Cheng, that trash, used a fake?"

Chen Xiao smiled disdainfully, "There is indeed a seal on it, but that seal is too weak for me!"

"What are you bragging about? The four elders of the Evil Exorcism Division are all Golden Core powerhouses. You can break the seal they personally drew? Lin Cheng, that trash, must have messed things up!"

Mr. Huang looked contemptuous, determined that Lin Cheng used a fake.

Chen Xiao sneered, "So what if they're Golden Core powerhouses? It's not like I haven't killed them before!"