Are you kidding me? This person must not be provoked!

Upon seeing Yang Ming's expression, Huang Zhui immediately said, "I've already sparred with Xiao Feng, and I had zero capacity to parry. That Ah Ji fellow definitely won't stand a chance against him either."

"Let's go. Let's get this matter sorted out first," Lu Feng said, leading the others out of the house.

For that cousin of his, who looked down on others and lacked any sense of responsibility, he had already done everything humanly possible, entirely out of consideration for Second Aunt. Otherwise, if this He Jin had directly offended him and provoked his wrath, he still had a laser pistol in his backpack space. If he killed the guy and made a huge scene, it would probably be very difficult for the police to trace. After all, laser weapons did not exist in reality.

If worst came to worst, he still had the gaming world, where there were always ways to quietly take care of someone.

Yet, for a gambling scumbag, there was no need to go that far.

He sincerely hoped this He Jin wouldn't give him such an opportunity! Otherwise, eliminating evils for the people? He was no police officer!

Fighter Ah Ji was quite a well-known figure in You City. After all, in the age of the internet, an online influencer in You City would always attract attention. Many young people watched Ah Ji fight with real, flesh-and-bone impacts, knocking opponents down time and time again, and consequently idolized him. These youngsters never bothered to consider whether those matches were deliberately staged fake fights.

Therefore, after making just a few inquiries, Lu Feng and his group easily found out where Ah Ji was—at a boxing gym called Boxing Heart.

Since he was a fighting influencer, he naturally spent most of his time around boxing gyms.

The moment Lu Feng stepped into Boxing Heart, his eyes immediately locked onto Ah Ji, a muscular young man who looked quite imposing.

The opponent was currently sparring on the ring with another youth.

Within moments, the young man was knocked flat onto the floor with a single punch. Nearby, someone was holding recording equipment, evidently shooting a video, while several other people practicing boxing stood around watching.

Seeing this, Lu Feng walked straight toward the ring. Approaching the edge, he vaulted over the ropes into the ring, picked up a pair of boxing gloves from the corner, and calmly slipped them on.

This spectacle immediately drew everyone's attention.

Ah Ji also turned to look at Lu Feng, frowning as he asked, "Who are you?"

Lu Feng smiled and replied, "Who I am doesn't matter. I'm just here to teach you a lesson!"

These words infuriated Ah Ji, who said coldly, "Kid, talking to me like that—you must have no idea who I am, do you?"

"Internet influencer fighter Ah Ji, I know," Lu Feng said with a smile, before adding a polite reminder, "Oh, by the way, I'm about to attack you."

Having given fair warning, he executed a basic combat maneuver, throwing a punch straight at Ah Ji.

Although Ah Ji had been warned and instinctively tried to block, to his utter shock, he realized the next instant that it was already far too late. The opponent's speed was simply too fast.

Before he could even react, he felt a heavy blow land squarely on his chin, nearly knocking him completely unconscious.

With strength and agility double that of an ordinary person, Lu Feng was someone Ah Ji could never hope to withstand. With a swift shoulder throw, Lu Feng slammed Ah Ji heavily onto the canvas.

These two consecutive heavy blows left Ah Ji unable to get back up for a long time, staring at Lu Feng with a face full of absolute disbelief.

The onlookers all around were stunned dumb, gazing at Lu Feng in utter shock. They knew Ah Ji possessed considerable skill, but who could have imagined that Ah Ji would be so easily and effortlessly defeated in seconds? Those two clean, crisp movements were something straight out of an action movie, weren't they?

Lu Feng glanced at Ah Ji and, without lingering, stepped right out of the ring.

Huang Zhui emerged from the side just then, shook his phone, and said, "Xiao Feng, I've got it all recorded."

"Good!" Lu Feng nodded and asked, "Where are Cousin and the others? Let's head straight over."

Huang Zhui replied, "Brother Ming and Chen Bo are already at He Jin's place, at the Xianlin Teahouse right across the square!"

The Xianlin Teahouse was named after Xianlin Town, and its owner was none other than He Jin.

He Jin was in a foul mood today. Two characters had already barged directly into his teahouse. Yang Ming and Chen Bo—he knew both of them very well. He also knew why they had come, given that they had just spoken on the phone.

At the tea table, He Jin sat in the host's seat for brewing tea, while Chen Bo and Yang Ming sat opposite him. The atmosphere around them was visibly tense. Ah Pao and Ah Lin had brought a number of men, and several of Chen Bo's sworn brothers had shown up as well. Naturally, He Jin's own men had all come down from the upper floors, and those nearby had rushed over too.

The scene carried a distinct air of a brewing clash.

He Jin brewed a pot of tea, poured cups for Yang Ming and Chen Bo respectively, and then said with a mocking smile, "I really didn't expect both Brother Ming and Boss Chen to visit my teahouse together. I heard Boss Chen has started acting as a lackey for someone else; I didn't believe it at first, but it seems to be true."

This remark was dripping with sarcasm.

Unfazed, Chen Bo replied casually, "In this day and age, as long as someone can lead me to wealth, I don't mind acting like a grandson at all."

Clearly, this was a clear statement of his stance: he and Yang Ming were standing firmly together now.

He Jin naturally caught the implication, and his expression turned extremely ugly. After all, if either of those two was dealt with individually, he wouldn't care about them in the least, but combined, they spelled trouble.

Just as he was thinking this, He Jin's cell phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, he pressed answer, and an anxious voice immediately blared from the other end: "Boss He, something's gone wrong! Ah Ji was knocked flat by a young man in just two moves, and he still can't get up!"

"What?" He Jin's expression changed instantly.

He had spent a tremendous amount of effort building up Ah Ji, specifically to serve his behind-the-scenes business ventures. If Ah Ji's follower count plummeted or his career was ruined, it would deal a massive blow to his operations. Finding and grooming someone new to replace him might not even yield the same results. Crucially, who in You City could possibly knock Ah Ji down in two moves and leave him unable to stand? That simply defied reality.

Yet, at that very moment, He Jin saw two more people walk into the teahouse.

One of the young men walked straight up to the tea table. To his absolute astonishment, Yang Ming and Chen Bo both stood up in unison.

"Young Master Feng, you're here. Have a seat!" Chen Bo invited with a beaming smile, before he and Yang Ming respectfully stepped behind Lu Feng, giving him an immense amount of face.

He Jin's brow furrowed tightly as he instantly grasped Lu Feng's identity. Even his own subordinates looked toward Lu Feng with expressions of shock, having similarly guessed who he was. After all, rumors were already circulating among the underworld figures of You City that this Young Master Feng was fully capable of going toe-to-toe with Boss He.

At this juncture, Huang Zhui also pulled out his phone and played the video of Lu Feng taking down Ah Ji in two moves for He Jin to see: "Boss He, if netizens see this video... showing him looking so pathetic, Ah Ji's reputation is probably going to be completely ruined."

Upon watching the video content, He Jin's eyes widened. Seeing with his own eyes how easily Ah Ji had been obliterated, he looked at Lu Feng as if viewing a monster.

Lu Feng spoke up then: "Boss He, was it? You know why we're here. There's no deep grudge between us, but Chen Yong is my cousin, and his mother showed kindness to my family. Therefore, this matter ends here."

"Of course, if push comes to shove, I can drop by to discipline Ah Ji every single day. I'm sure that would have a massive impact on Boss He's business."

He Jin's face grew dark and gloomy. He knew how vital the boxing influencer account was, but getting into a mess over one million was simply not worth it. Furthermore, this Young Master Feng had exceeded his expectations; after all, the guy was capable of making someone like Chen Bo willingly play the role of a grandson. More importantly, given the current situation, if a real brawl broke out, he didn't seem to hold any advantage—it simply wasn't worth the trouble.

"Fine. This matter ends here," He Jin said after pondering for a long time with a deep frown. He took out his phone and dialed a number. Moments later, a man came down from upstairs and handed a debt note over to Lu Feng.

Lu Feng picked up the debt note—it was indeed signed by his cousin Chen Yong. Confirming there were no issues, he tore it to shreds on the spot.

Right at that moment, his phone rang. Pulling it out to check, he saw to his surprise that the caller was Lin Xuecheng.

It caught him off guard that the deputy county magistrate would call at a time like this.

Lu Feng smiled, answered the call right in front of He Jin, and spoke loudly, "Magistrate Lin, how do you have the time to call me?"

As soon as those words landed, He Jin's expression shifted drastically. In You City, a deputy county magistrate was someone who could easily crush people like them without breaking a sweat.

Lin Xuecheng's voice came through the receiver: "Boss Lu, it's about the intangible cultural heritage application for Qingfeng Tea. The first step of the review has passed. For the next stage, it would be best if we could send some tea over—the higher the quality, the better."

Lu Feng smiled and said, "Magistrate Lin, didn't I tell you before that I could produce even better Qingfeng Tea? I happen to have some ready now and can send it over later. Would you mind inviting President Hu to come along and taste this tea at my teahouse?"

Naturally, he was referring to the +3 tea leaves. He was confident that with the delivery of these +3 tea leaves, the intangible heritage application would sail through without a hitch. Moreover, he wanted to ask Hu Quan about that "Master Kai" figure; since the man could invest 200 million in a single go, his circle of connections must be extraordinarily vast.

"Alright then. I'll invite President Hu and drop by shortly," Lin Xuecheng agreed with a laugh. After all, whether it was to entertain President Hu or for the sake of the Qingfeng Tea heritage application, visiting the Qingfeng Teahouse was something he could do entirely in the open.

"Very well, I'll await Magistrate Lin," Lu Feng said with a smile before hanging up. As he stood up to leave, he did not forget to say to He Jin, "Boss He, pardon me. I must return to my teahouse to host some friends."

"Uh... right... I won't see you out..." Hearing Lu Feng's words, He Jin felt his entire worldview tilt off-balance. *What the hell? A deputy county magistrate is coming over to his teahouse just to brew tea? Are you kidding me?*

It wasn't until Lu Feng and his group had left that He Jin finally snapped back to reality. One of his subordinates hastily muttered to him, "Boss, do you think he was just bluffing?"

"Go find out!" He Jin ordered with a grim expression.

If this was actually true, let alone talking about whether the guy could go toe-to-toe with him—would he even dare to provoke such a person?

Besides, where on earth did this character pop up from in You City?