Chapter 2624: 2625: Zhang Youfu's Ultimate Strategy

Chapter 2624: Chapter 2625: Zhang Youfu’s Ultimate Strategy

When Liu Peng heard the number Zhang Youfu reported, his mouth twitched, and he was utterly stunned.

“Daoist Zhang, what you’re doing isn’t right, is it?”

“You’re the one who’s wrong. This money isn’t for me; it’s for buying incense to honor the gods. As a Zhengyi Temple Daoist, don’t you think the Three Pure Ancestors deserve respect?”

Taken aback by Zhang Youfu’s high talk, Liu Peng felt as if he was caught between a rock and a hard place.

With so many people watching, if he didn’t fork over the cash, Zhengyi Temple would lose face and tarnish its reputation.

“Daoist Zhang, please wait a moment, I need to make a call for instructions.”

“No problem, but hurry up! The incense priced at 1999 is about to sell out, and then you’ll have to buy the 2999 ones.”

Liu Peng’s mouth twitched, itching to kill Zhang Youfu right there.

But for the sake of his plan, Liu Peng held back and made a call to Zhou Jinbo, returning after a few minutes.

“Let’s follow Daoist Zhang’s advice. We’re buying incense now to honor the gods.”

“Good, here’s the QR code.”

With a heavy heart, Liu Peng scanned 75,000, forcing a smile and said:

“Daoist Zhang, when you have some time, do visit Zhengyi Temple.”

“Certainly, certainly, I’ll bring my own incense when I visit, so no need to trouble you.”

Liu Peng: …

After a while, more than ten people had offered their incense, and Liu Peng said:

“Daoist Zhang, we came here mainly to discuss Daoist martial arts and let the broader public better understand Daoist heritage. I presume you wouldn’t mind, right?”

“Of course, I wouldn’t mind.”

“That’s great.”

“But it’ll cost extra.”

“What did you say? Extra?”

“The 75,000 you paid earlier was for offering incense to the gods. Competing and exchanging ideas is another matter, requiring additional fee.”

Lin Yi sighed helplessly.

These people came at such an inconvenient time.

Running into Zhang Youfu means getting skinned alive.

“Fine! Name your price!”

Liu Peng said through grit teeth.

He knew this trip was mission-oriented: create an opportunity for Gao Yong to defeat the man before them, thereby establishing Zhengyi Temple’s status!

So long as the demands weren’t outrageous, he couldn’t refuse them; otherwise, the chance for a dramatic counterattack would vanish.

“It’s not pricey, just 9999.”

“Fine! I’ll pay!”

Liu Peng scanned another 9999; as he entered the password, he felt as if his heart were bleeding.

“I’ve sent the money, can we start now?”

Zhang Youfu smiled and nodded, then waved to everyone:

“Everyone step back, let the Fellow Daoists from Zhengyi Temple have their sparring; as a master, I won’t ruin their fun.”

Liu Peng: ???

Damn it, I’m looking for someone to fight, not you, right?

Lin Yi stroked his chin in confusion, pondering what trick this old man was playing?

Even Lin Yi found it hard to see through Zhang Youfu’s antics.

“Daoist Zhang, you misunderstood what I meant,” Liu Peng said:

“The person we want to spar with isn’t you, but your junior brother.”

“Oh, oh, that’s how it is.”

Zhang Youfu said, “Sparring with my brother requires extra fee. I’m 9999, while my brother is 29999.”

“More extra fees?!”

Liu Peng’s expression turned cold, “Daoist Zhang, that’s going too far. There are so many people present, blatantly squeezing money out of us isn’t good, is it?”

“I have no intention of squeezing you, if you don’t want to spend more, there’s another option.”

“Hmm? Another option?”

“Yes, indeed, just defeat me first and then face my junior brother.”

Liu Peng frowned, feeling that he couldn’t stand Zhang Youfu for some time, and saw this as a chance to teach him a lesson; his money wouldn’t be wasted then.

Lin Yi stood by, face serious.

For long, he sensed something odd about Zhang Youfu; this was a perfect chance to explore him deeper.

“Daoist Zhang, you said it yourself. We won’t show any mercy then.”

“No problem, bring out all your skills then.” Zhang Youfu calmly replied, displaying an air of an otherworldly master.

Liu Peng looked at Gao Yong, speaking seriously:

“Junior brother, this task is up to you.”

“No problem.”

As the saying goes, accept money for handling disaster; at this point, of course, he had to step in.

Gao Yong stepped forward, faced Zhang Youfu, and made a traditional martial arts gesture.

“Daoist Zhang, please guide me.”

“Alright.”

Zhang Youfu remained as calm as ever, showing no concern, seemingly not taking Gao Yong seriously at all.

“I think this guy is strange; he seems very skilled. If Master fights him, he won’t lose, will he?” Gong Xiaoyun remarked.

“I’ve been by his side for seven or eight years, and all these years I never saw him lose; he must have something to rely on, so don’t worry.” Li Yongnian replied.

Lin Yi smacked his lips; for many years, challenging to gauge others’ moves was rare, except for Tao Yuan and Zhang Youfu.

If I could get this character into Lingyun Group, becoming the world’s richest would be within reach.

Right then, Gao Yong made a move and rushed towards Zhang Yongfu.

Lin Yi observed his move clearly, sensing that he likely practiced Muay Thai.

But judging by the points of force and angle, it seemed he held back.

Just as Lin Yi anticipated, this move wasn’t especially strong, simply probing Zhang Youfu.

Sure enough, Gao Yong’s fist landed on Zhang Youfu’s chest.

Ah—!

A blood-curdling scream!

Zhang Youfu fell to the ground dramatically.

“Quick, quick, call 110 for police, I feel painful chest and can’t breathe, rush me to ICU.”

Confounded.

Such a bizarre play even bewildered Lin Yi, recognizing its unpredictability and catching Liu Peng and others off guard.

“Why are you still standing around, hurry up and call the cops!”

Zhang Youfu clutched his chest, wheezing dramatically like a laboring pregnant woman.

Naive Gao Yong, never witnessing such a spectacle, froze in place, clueless, instinctively looking at Liu Peng for aid.

But Liu Peng was numb all over.

He never envisioned hitting another pitfall here.

“Zhang Youfu, as Shangqing Palace’s head, you have no shame?”

“You’re the villain accusing first; I’ve been beaten like this, yet you still scold me; there’s absolutely no justice in this.”

“Master, don’t speak; I’ve already called the police; the nearby precinct will send people over soon.”

“Good, good, I can hold on a bit longer.”

“You at Zhengyi Temple are too much, beating my senior brother like this, everyone, let’s reason it out; Zhengyi Temple next door is really crossing the line.”

Incited by Lin Yi, his female fans began criticizing Liu Peng.

Suddenly, they turned into villified figures with everyone shouting at them, arguing all they could without audience

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