Seeing Chen Xiao in such a state, Lin Cheng immediately smirked, "Kid, do you know how formidable I am now?"
Chen Xiao gritted his teeth, glaring at Lin Cheng as if he wanted to devour him.
Lin Cheng snorted dismissively and made a phone call.
"Mr. Huang, it's done. The brat surnamed Chen is now locked by the Eight Gates Lock. No matter how capable he is, he won't be able to use it!"
"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, "Kid, come with me!"
Chen Xiao shrugged, putting on a helpless expression.
Pushed and shoved along the way, Chen Xiao arrived at the presidential suite on the top floor of the hotel, which was Mr. Huang's stronghold.
"Mr. Huang, I've brought the person."
Lin Cheng said with a fawning bow.
Mr. Huang sat upright in his chair, with a yellow weasel perched on his shoulder.
Behind him stood four burly men.
These men were all martial artists, though not particularly strong, merely a few Inner Strength martial artists.
However, Mr. Huang believed that with Chen Xiao currently bound by the Eight Gates Lock, these Inner Strength martial artists were more than enough to deal with him.
"Heh heh, Mr. Chen, we finally meet!"
Mr. Huang said with a forced smile, his eyes fixed maliciously on Chen Xiao.
Chen Xiao said calmly, "From what you're saying, it seems you were looking forward to seeing me?"
"Looking forward? More than just looking forward!"
Mr. Huang gritted his teeth, "I even dream of you, wishing I could pull out your tendons and skin you alive in my dreams!"
"Squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak—"
The yellow weasel on Mr. Huang's shoulder also let out an angry screech.
Chen Xiao glanced at the weasel and recognized it as the one he had released yesterday.
He smiled faintly and said casually, "Is it that serious? It was just a flower field, Mr. Huang. One shouldn't be so petty!"
"You scoundrel, how dare you speak so boldly, saying it was just a flower field? Do you know who the owner of that flower field is?"
Mr. Huang roared.
Chen Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed there was someone else behind the flower field.
"Hmph hmph, you brat, I'll scare you to death with this. This flower field is actually..."
Before Mr. Huang could finish his sentence, the yellow weasel on his shoulder suddenly shrieked, "Squeak squeak squeak squeak—"
Immediately after, the yellow weasel cast a meaningful glance at Lin Cheng, and Lin Cheng's entire demeanor changed.
He shouted at Mr. Huang, "Why are you wasting words with him? Kill him quickly and avenge me, your father!"
Chen Xiao could tell that Lin Cheng had been possessed by the yellow weasel, also known as Master Huang. However, he hadn't expected that this Mr. Huang was Master Huang's son.
This truly surprised Chen Xiao, as Mr. Huang's strength had reached the peak of the Dao Entry realm, while Master Huang was only at the minor success stage of Dao Entry.
The son was so much stronger than the father!
Perhaps feeling embarrassed by his father's reprimand, Mr. Huang retorted, "Father, this brat is as good as dead. What harm can it do if he knows?"
"It's better to have fewer troubles. Hurry up and kill this kid to avenge me!"
Lin Cheng, possessed by Master Huang, said impatiently.
Mr. Huang, however, was stubborn. He insisted, "Father, the entire vast flower field has disappeared. It is said that the Divine Sect has already sent people to investigate. Regardless, punishment is unavoidable this time. However, if I can recover those Manjusaka flowers, perhaps I can redeem myself..."
"Besides, Father, I seem to be the one in charge here!"
Upon hearing this, Master Huang almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Being manipulated by his own son, he could do nothing but snort coldly, "Fine, have it your way!"
Mr. Huang turned his head to look at Chen Xiao and said proudly, "Kid, you heard what I said just now. If you hand over the Manjusaka flowers now, I can grant you a swift death!"
Chen Xiao acted as if he hadn't heard him and instead asked, "Are those flower fields owned by the Divine Sect? What is the Divine Sect?"
Mr. Huang frowned, "You're a dead man, why so many questions? Hand over the Manjusaka flowers quickly, or I have a hundred ways to make you wish you were dead but couldn't die!"
Chen Xiao asked coldly, "I'll ask you again, what exactly is the Divine Sect?"
"Damn brat, you're still acting tough when death is at your doorstep, asking for a beating!"
Seeing Chen Xiao's arrogance, Master Huang cursed and slapped him.
How could Chen Xiao let himself be slapped? With a kick, he landed before the blow and sent Master Huang tumbling to the ground!
"Damn it, I was careless. Lin Cheng's body is too weak!"
Master Huang was exasperated, thinking he should have just possessed any martial artist if he had known.
Although Chen Xiao was locked, the Eight Gates Lock could only seal his meridians. However, this brat himself was strong and robust, far stronger than Lin Cheng!
"You scoundrel, how dare you hit my father? Go, beat him until his skin is torn and his flesh is mangled, make him suffer!"
Mr. Huang gave the order, and the four martial artists behind him immediately leaped forward, attacking Chen Xiao.
Chen Xiao's eyes turned cold. He leaped up and delivered a sweeping leg kick. Without even touching his clothes, the four Inner Strength martial artists were all sent flying.
Master Huang's jaw dropped in shock.
"Damn, how is this kid so fierce? He's still so strong even with his meridians sealed!"
Mr. Huang, however, noticed something amiss.
"Something's not right. These four are Inner Strength martial artists. Even if he's strong, he shouldn't be able to defeat four Inner Strength martial artists so easily with his meridians sealed!"
Chen Xiao sneered, "You've got some foresight! Do you really think a mere pair of handcuffs can lock me up? You're too naive!"
As he spoke, Chen Xiao raised his hands and gave a mighty tug. The handcuffs, known as the 'Eight Gates Lock,' shattered into pieces and scattered everywhere.
"How is this possible?"
Mr. Huang was dumbfounded. "The Eight Gates Lock has a seal drawn by the Four Great Elders of the Exorcism Division. How could it be broken? Could it be that this useless Lin Cheng used a fake?"
Chen Xiao sneered, "There is indeed a seal on it, but that seal is too weak for me!"
"What are you bragging about? The Four Great Elders of the Exorcism Division are all Golden Core mighty figures. You can break a seal drawn by them? It must be that useless Lin Cheng who messed things up!"
Mr. Huang said with disdain, convinced that Lin Cheng had used a counterfeit.
Chen Xiao scoffed, "So what if they are Golden Core mighty figures? It's not like I haven't killed them before!"