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Lu Chen remained silent.

So what if I know who your father is? Does that mean I won't kill you?

That's too naive, isn't it?

Li Jun glanced quickly at the people in the courtyard and couldn't help but feel a sense of despair.

We have to escape!

The weak point... the weak point is this boy!

He's the youngest here, and he doesn't seem to have any real strength. Maybe we can use him as a starting point to escape!

Li Jun's face darkened, and he tried to make a last-ditch effort: "Elder Ning, I'll add another five thousand taels of silver, and the mission will continue. What do you say?"

As he spoke, he casually took a step towards Lu Chen.

Old Master Ning simply drank tea.

The others looked at Li Jun with amused expressions, as if they were watching a monkey show.

They also wanted to see how capable Lu Chen was.

Among them, besides Broken Blade, there was only one person at the Marrow Cleansing Realm, and that was Elder Ning.

However, Elder Ning is not good at attacking; he is a doctor and his specialty is healing. Among this group, his strength is relatively weak.

Ghost Hand is skilled in using poison. His physical strength is average, but when combined with poison, his lethality is astonishing.

Wolfhound and Bear are brothers who used to be hunters. After joining the Black Kill Pavilion, they learned a set of combined attack techniques. Although they were only at the Blood Exchange Realm, they had already killed several Marrow Cleansing Realm cultivators when they joined forces.

As for the swordsman, he's young, and his strength is only at the level of Refining Dirty.

Among them, Broken Blade possesses the strongest raw power and is the only four-star assassin.

Normally, they highly regard Broken Blade's strength.

But he was crippled by Lu Chen, an ordinary and unremarkable young man?!

It wasn't that they didn't believe Elder Ning's words, but they wanted to see for themselves whether he was really that strong.

Li Jun's heart sank to the bottom.

He said no more, then suddenly his eyes widened as if he had seen something shocking, and he pointed to the sky: "What is that!?"

Lu Chen simply stared at Li Jun, his fists clenched, unmoved.

Before Li Jun could finish speaking, he rushed towards the courtyard gate in Lu Chen's direction.

Lu Chen took a step forward and blocked his way.

This is a trick to fool a three-year-old. Only a fool would believe it.

In the courtyard, Ghost Hand subconsciously turned his head to look at the sky.

The others remained expressionless.

"Get out of here!"

Li Jun roared angrily, his face contorted with rage, and threw a punch that struck Lu Chen's chest with the force of a sharp spear.

Lu Chen neither dodged nor avoided, but stretched out his left hand and firmly grasped Li Jun's fist. His right hand was already raised, gathering strength behind him, and then he smashed it out with a bang.

"Bang!"

The enormous fist, like a rolling stone, carrying terrifying force, smashed into Li Jun's face.

"Snapped!"

Li Jun let out a miserable scream as his head snapped back, breaking his nose and nearly breaking his neck as well.

Blood gushed out of his nose, piercing through the skin and exposing the nasal bone.

Lu Chen used his left hand to pull Li Jun, who had been forced back, back up and charged up with another punch.

"Snap!"

Li Jun's neck was truly broken this time. His eyes looked at the sky behind him, lifeless, as if something was there.

Crush them!

Just two punches, two unadorned punches, caused the expressions of everyone present to change slightly.

Li Jun was not weak; he was also at the Refining Realm. That punch was a move where the Breaking Formation Spear detached itself from the spear and became a fist. He poured all his strength into that punch, making it fast and difficult to defend against.

At least the swordsman and Ghost Hand believed that they would find it difficult to easily withstand Li Jun's furious punch, delivered with all their might.

But Lu Chen easily blocked the slap with just one hand, and it seemed like he wasn't hurt at all...

Oh, it's not like nothing happened at all.

A few sharp-eyed people could see Lu Chen shake his hand behind his back.

Haha, I almost got fooled. I thought it was really that strong, but it turns out it does feel pain after all!

They exchanged glances and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Elder Ning, you see, now that the employer has passed away unexpectedly, why don't I go find Li Ziren now and strike while the iron is hot to complete the trial?"

Lu Chen deliberately puffed out his cheeks to make his face look flushed.

He looked at Elder Ning and asked casually.

"Hey, no rush! Ghost Hand, take the body away, don't get in the way. Lu Chen, come sit down, we have a new person here today, let's celebrate! Wolfhound, pour the wine!"

Elder Ning invited everyone to take their seats.

Lu Chen didn't show anything unusual and sat down. After Ghost Hand returned, he flicked his sleeve and sat down next to the swordsman next to Lu Chen.

Lu Chen was facing Elder Ning, with a swordsman to his left and a bear and a wolfhound to his right.

"This wine is specially sourced from Xinghua Village; it'll be sold out if you go too late! Brother Lu, come and have a taste!"

The wolfhound stood up, took a jar of wine, came to Lu Chen's side, filled an enamel bowl with wine, and placed it in front of him.

Everyone else looked at Lu Chen with smiles on their faces.

Lu Chen hesitated for a moment, then picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

"Cough cough!" He coughed and choked.

Everyone else laughed.

"Great! That's truly generous!"

The wolfhound shouted loudly and filled Lu Chen's cup again.

"Come on, have another bowl! I like men like you!"

Lu Chen shook his head, his face flushed: "I can't... hiccup... drink anymore, I can't hold my liquor! How about you have a drink, brother!"

"How can that be? It's our rule here. Newcomers have to down three drinks in a row! You can't possibly not do that, can you?"

The wolfhound provoked him.

"Yes, I downed three cups in a row back then too. This Xinghua Village wine is hard to come by!"

The swordsman also started to argue.

Others tried to dissuade him.

Lu Chen seemed to be provoked: "Fine, I'll drink! Who can't?"

He downed it in one gulp again.

His eyes were already somewhat glazed over, and his face was gradually turning red.

"Come on, fill it up!"

Lu Chen stood up, put one foot on the stool, and slammed the enamel bowl heavily onto the table.

The others exchanged quick glances, all revealing subtle smiles.

They're still young and can't handle excitement.

The wolfhound was very satisfied, patted Lu Chen on the shoulder, and poured him another drink.

After drinking three bowls in a row, Lu Chen was already a little unsteady.

He gripped the wolfhound's arm, shook his head, and said smugly, "How about that? A man can't say no!"

"Great! You have a good capacity for alcohol!"

The bear shouted loudly and stood up, "Brother, let's have a drink!"

He held up the bowl, intending to offer a drink.

Lu Chen felt the strange sensation within his body, glanced at the people around the table, and smiled.

Damn it, I've had enough of this monkey show!

He smiled and placed the bowl in front of the wolfhound, pointing at the wolfhound and the bear: "Come on, doggy, pour Grandpa some wine! Little bear, don't run away later, Grandpa's going to drink you to death!"

Having said that, he ignored the two men's somewhat unpleasant expressions, looked at the others, and pointed around: "It's settled then, none of you are allowed to run away. Anyone who runs away is a coward!"

"Oh right, I really didn't mean to this afternoon. Who told Broken Knife to sneak up on me and attack me? Where is he? Call him out, I'll give him a drink to apologize!"

He said loudly.

"Broken Blade is resting inside. We'll apologize in a few days when he's better."

The smile had vanished from Old Ning's face.

"Wait until he's better?" Lu Chen's hand trembled slightly as he held the wine, spilling quite a bit. "Alright then, come on, let's..."

He staggered, his hand slipped, and he poured the bowl and wine all over the swordsman's head.

The swordsman stood up abruptly.

Everyone else's eyes were also on the swordsman.

Seeing this, Lu Chen bent his left elbow and slammed it into the chest of the wolfhound on his right.

I'll elbow you!