Body Refinement for Longevity: From Health Cultivation Exercises to Overcoming All Techniques

A roar came from inside the hall.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Liuye's legs went weak.

He humbly and shakily approached the door of the inner hall, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open to enter.

The inner hall is divided into an outer hall and an inner hall. The outer hall is generally used for receiving guests and discussing ordinary matters, while the inner hall is used for discussing important clan matters. Apart from the head of the family and a few elders, no one else is allowed to enter.

Seeing that the outer hall was empty, Zhao Liuye became even more panicked.

His heart was in turmoil, like a tangled mess. Finally, he passed through the outer hall, walked through a wide corridor, and arrived at the door of the inner hall.

At that moment, the warrior's keen sense of smell allowed him to detect a strong, dangerous scent in the air—the smell of blood.

"Young Master Zhao, since you're here, please come in. After several years, I'm quite looking forward to seeing you again."

A familiar young voice came from behind the door, startling Zhao Liuye, who then looked puzzled.

"That voice... it sounds familiar..."

With a mix of trepidation and excitement, he slowly pushed open the door and entered.

However, when he saw the scene before him, he was stunned, his pupils trembled uncontrollably, and he was completely unsettled.

There he saw a man lying on the ground. He was a middle-aged man whose features bore a striking resemblance to his father's.

At this moment, his father lay motionless, his pupils lifeless and unfocused, half of his body gone, while on the ground beside him lay a large pool of flesh and bone fragments.

"Father...Father...who are you? Who killed you? I will avenge you!"

"You bastard!"

At that moment, a large slap knocked him to the ground. The force of the slap knocked out several of his teeth, and half of his face turned a liverish color.

The man who slapped him was also one of the elders of the Zhao family, and could be considered his half-uncle.

Zhao Liuye was puzzled and looked up, about to ask, but was stunned again.

It was only at this moment that he could see the situation in the inner hall clearly.

All the elders of the Zhao family, except for his deceased father and the uncle who had slapped him, stood respectfully in a row, not daring to raise their heads, their faces either bruised or swollen, clearly having been badly beaten.

On the main seat sat two people: one was Zhao Yanfei, the head of the Zhao family whom he could never see in his daily life, and the other was a strange, dark-faced man with a ferocious and terrifying appearance.

Zhao Yanfei sat calmly, his face full of respect. On the table was the tea he had just poured for this stranger, reflecting his respect and desire to please him.

Then look at the unfamiliar dark-faced man, who is sprawled out in his chair, a slight smile on his lips, calm as if he is watching a good show.

His fingertips tapped the table erratically, creating a sense of immense pressure.

"My lord...the head of the family..."

Zhao Liuye recognized the man; he was the black-faced villain who had caused a ruckus at the Baibaotang.

More than half a month ago, this man robbed the largest property operated by the Kowloon Gang's top local tyrant in broad daylight. In the end, he arrogantly strode away in front of two martial arts masters from the Kowloon Gang, and even almost beat one of them to death.

Such a record is simply astonishing, a once-in-a-century achievement.

As the son of the Zhao family elder, Zhao Liuye wielded considerable power and was well-informed. He learned of the matter that very day and felt a deep sense of dread towards the so-called "black-faced fiend," thinking that he must never offend him in the future.

Now, this ruthless and vicious man was right in front of him. How could he not be shocked?

Some things, such as the abduction of Zhuge Rushuang, were damaging to the dignity of the imperial family and therefore did not spread. It is normal that Zhao Liuye was unaware of them.

"Young friend, this is my son. Look..."

Zhao Yanfei deliberately spoke with a relaxed tone as she introduced Chen Han, but before she could finish, the dark-faced man interrupted her without hesitation.

"No need for introductions, Lord Zhao. I am an old acquaintance of Young Master Zhao."

Without a doubt, the dark-faced man was Chen Han.

At this moment, Chen Han looked at this arrogant young master who had once made him afraid to lay a hand on him, and suddenly felt a surge of interest.

It turned out that since he had reached an agreement with Zhuge Rushuang, he had met with her privately many times and learned a lot about the affairs of the capital from her. The intelligence was even updated every fifteen days, so he knew it like the back of his hand.

At the same time, Chen Han did not forget some old matters, and took the opportunity to ask Zhuge Rushuang to investigate the Black Mountain Gang in Black Lion City.

Chen Han's primary objective was naturally to find that old codger Xue Yinzi. That old bastard had tried to kill him before, so he definitely couldn't let him go.

There is also the person who collaborated with Xueyinzi and devised a grand plan to lure him out.

Although Chen Han did not know who this person was, he deduced that he must be a powerful figure in Black Lion City, and given his close ties with the Black Mountain Gang, with these two clues combined, it would not be difficult for Zhuge Rushuang to find out.

Thus, they discovered the Zhao family elder, who was arrogant and powerful in Black Lion City, had connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds, and had conspired with the Black Mountain Gang to kill the Chen family.

However, with conclusive evidence and Chen Han's efficient work, he took his life after only one meeting.

This world is vast, so vast that even in this enormous imperial city, not a single trace of the cultivation world can be found. Yet, this world is also small, so small that the person he dared not kill out of fear of the power behind him turned out to be the son of the person who later wanted him dead.

By the way, this person has recently become entangled with his old friend, Li Muyun.

I heard that Li Muyun has been so disturbed by this person that she can't eat or sleep.

Perfect, his visit can be considered killing three birds with one stone.

Moreover, in certain circumstances, it can also somewhat conceal his true purpose.

"acquaintance?"

Zhao Liuye was puzzled, wondering to herself that she had never seen such a person before.

"I am of dull mind, please enlighten me, sir."

"Young Master Zhao, you truly have a short memory. I remember you once said that you have a powerful backer, and that if I killed you, I would surely face retribution..."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Liuye immediately looked up at Chen Han, her eyes wide with disbelief.

"Yes, it was you, that day—um...um..."

His voice trembled, and just as he was about to reveal Chen Han's background, his elder grabbed his neck tightly, preventing him from uttering another word.

The elders and the patriarch all breathed a sigh of relief at the elders' swift response.

Just now, they had witnessed firsthand this person's terrifying combat power. He remained unfazed and handled the attack from more than ten of them with ease, finally taking the life of Zhao Liuye's father, the old man lying on the ground.

They even had reason to believe that this person had reached the supreme realm of second-step martial master, or even near-third-step. If he went on a killing spree, their Zhao family might be wiped out today!

Therefore, they absolutely cannot afford to offend this person, and that fool Zhao Liuye actually wanted to reveal his identity on the spot. Wasn't that just asking for trouble? If they knew this, would they even survive?

"Haha, this elder is a smart man, I like him."

Chen Han laughed heartily. In reality, Zhao Liuye did not know his identity. Even if she did, it would only be a few clues. Chen Han would not go on a killing spree because of this.