The powerful strength of a Four-Star Divine Emperor was actually heavily injured with a single strike!
"You asked for a beating, donât blame me," Feng Wuchen shrugged, his face calm.
Feng Wuchenâs punch was casually thrown but was enough to seriously wound the young City Lord.
A mere Four-Star Divine Emperor was nothing in Feng Wuchenâs eyes.
The guards and maids of the chamber of commerce were all stunned with mouths wide open. Even though itâs a chamber of commerce, they dare not overly restrict the young City Lord. In Luo Fei City, no one dares to offend the young City Lord; even the families of Luo Fei City show him respect.
They did not expect Feng Wuchen to dare strike so heavily.
"He... he actually dared to injure the young City Lord! Simply lawless!"
"Is this kid really not afraid of death? Doesnât he know the young City Lordâs noble status? Even the president and elders have to give the young City Lord some face."
"Tired of living! Tired of living! This brat is simply audacious! Quickly report to the City Lord!"
After snapping out of their fear, the hall instantly boiled over, each person cursing angrily at Feng Wuchen.
They didnât care about Feng Wuchenâs strength, because they couldnât see Feng Wuchenâs cultivation level. No matter how strong, itâs impossible to contend with Luo Fei City, let alone with the Wu Yun Sect backing Luo Fei City!
The Wu Yun Sect is extremely powerful, with many Divine Venerates and Divine Sovereigns in the sect. With this alone, they conclude that Feng Wuchen is doomed.
"You little bastard! You dare to injure me! I see youâre tired of living!" The heavily injured young City Lord climbed up and roared at Feng Wuchen, his face ferocious, killing intent soaring.
As the young City Lord of Luo Fei City, even if Feng Wuchenâs strength is greater, he is not afraid in the slightest.
"So what if I hit you? Does it mean you can hit me, but I cannot hit you?" Feng Wuchen calmly retorted.
"Someone like you is not qualified! I want you dead, no one can save you!" The young City Lord shouted angrily, wishing he could tear Feng Wuchen apart.
"Young City Lord, someone has gone to report to the City Lord!" A man said pleasingly.
"Brat! Soon, Iâll personally torture you to death!" The young City Lord sneered, looking more terrifying than a resentful woman.
"Oh? Is that so?" Feng Wuchen smiled lightly, his expression still unchanged.
The maid serving Feng Wuchen was secretly shocked, seeing how fearless Feng Wuchen was.
Could he be someone important? Heâs not scared at all.
"What is going on?" At this moment, hearing the roaring in the hall, the general manager of the chamber of commerce came over, imposing and authoritative.
"Manager Yang, the young City Lord was injured!" A guard reported respectfully, with some panic in his expression.
"What? The young City Lord was injured?" Manager Yangâs face changed dramatically, and he hurried his steps.
"Manager Yang is here!" The crowd in the hall stirred, quickly stepping aside.
"Manager Yang has arrived just in time, this kid is doomed!"
"Hmph! Dare to injure the young City Lord, how could Manager Yang let him off? Manager Yang is very close to the young City Lord!"
"Brat, you better fend for yourself! Donât think having some strength allows you to be arrogant in Luo Fei City! Watch how you die later!"
The cultivators in the hall gloated, seemingly already seeing Feng Wuchenâs fate.
Feng Wuchen ignored them all.
Seeing the heavily injured young City Lord, Manager Yang was frightened out of his wits, quickly stepping forward to ask, "Young City Lord, are you okay? Whose guts are so big?"
"Manager Yang, you came just in time, kill this little bastard for me!" The young City Lord ordered, pointing at Feng Wuchen.
Manager Yang turned to look at Feng Wuchen, his face extremely cold. He didnât care who Feng Wuchen was, but having offended the young City Lord, how could Manager Yang let him go?
Before Manager Yang could speak, the maid who was serving Feng Wuchen hurriedly said, "Manager Yang, it was the young City Lord who started it first, and..."
"Smack!"
Before the maid could finish speaking, Manager Yang had already slapped her, shouting angrily, "Since when was it your turn to speak? Do you have the qualification to talk to the manager? Just a maid, you waste words again and Iâll kill you!"
Manager Yangâs slap instantly made the maidâs pretty face swell up, her lips bleeding, showing how heavy the slap was.
The maid was terrified, covering her mouth, not daring to speak, tears flowing out in grievance.
Feng Wuchen frowned slightly, surprised at Manager Yangâs blatant partiality towards the young City Lord.
"Brat, you have some nerve, daring to heavily injure the young City Lord. Do you know what the consequences are?" Manager Yang coldly asked, his Three-Star Divine Emperorâs powerful aura erupting, intending to suppress Feng Wuchen.
But what shocked Manager Yang secretly was Feng Wuchenâs unfazed expression.
"Manager Yang, this brat is too arrogant! Disable his arms and legs first, then let the young City Lord deal with him!" One person shouted, pointing at Feng Wuchen, obviously trying to please the young City Lord.
"Manager Yang, someone has gone to report to the City Lord, Iâm sure theyâll be here soon," another person said.
"Oh? Reported to the City Lord?" Manager Yangâs eyes flashed with joy. If he could show off in front of the City Lord, there would naturally be plenty of benefits later.
Though heâs the chamber of commerce manager, envied by many, Yang Hai is still greedy, and the chamberâs treasures arenât his to take at will. Pleasing the City Lord naturally brings him considerable benefits.
"Are you okay?" Feng Wuchen looked at the maid and asked.
The maid was slapped because of him, Feng Wuchenâs concern was justified.
The maid covered her mouth and shook her head. In front of Manager Yang, how could she dare utter a word of complaint? A mere maid simply has no qualifications, failing to do well could get her expelled from the chamber.
With Manager Yangâs ability, expelling a maid is as easy as turning his hand.
"Brat, are you deaf? Didnât you hear the manager speaking to you?" Feng Wuchenâs disregard instantly infuriated Manager Yang.
Feng Wuchen stared coldly at Manager Yang, his terrifying gaze causing Manager Yang to jump in fright, thinking to himself what kind of terrifying gaze is this, making me feel scared.
"Unexpectedly, garbage like you can be a chamber of commerce manager." Feng Wuchen said coldly.
"Brat! How dare you insult the manager, youâre looking for death!" Yang Hai was furious, his face turning iron-blue, and he suddenly punched at Feng Wuchen without mercy.
"Boom!"
"Crack!"
"Pu!"
Feng Wuchen met the punch, with a resounding explosion, the forceful power directly shattered Yang Haiâs arm bones, causing Yang Hai to vomit a mouthful of fresh blood, his body shooting out, knocking over more than a dozen cultivators.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the hall was shocked with wide-open mouths.
The young City Lord was dumbfounded.
No one expected Feng Wuchenâs strength to be this formidable, no one expected Feng Wuchen to dare strike at the chamber of commerce manager.
"Crazy! He must be crazy! How dare he even hit Manager Yang! Simply doesnât regard the chamber of commerce at all!"
"What are you standing there for? Quickly report to the president and elders!"
"Too arrogant! Too arrogant! Simply lawless!"