The Martial Saint, starting with daily intelligence.

"Cough cough, young master, are you alright?"

"Nonsense, what do you think?"

Zhao Hong asked with concern, but was instead scolded by the young master Yang Shoudao.

"Young Master, our most urgent task right now is to find a place to heal our wounds."

Wang Qing reminded him.

"Hmph, do you think I don't know?"

"You two, Wang Qing and Zhao Hong, so you think I did all the bad things? You weren't involved at all?"

Yang Shoudao stared intently at the two of them.

"And the idea was yours, wasn't it, Zhao Hong!"

"You son of a bitch, you're throwing all this dirty water on me."

Zhao Hong explained with a bitter face.

"Young Master, the situation just now was truly unavoidable!"

"We'll accept whatever punishment you want, but the most important thing right now is to find a place to rest and recover. If we go back to the martial arts school like this, the headmaster might..."

Zhao Hong explained, while Wang Qing, standing to the side, was displeased and muttered to himself.

"Good things never come my way, but I'm expected to share the burden of the bad."

"Sigh, forget it. The young master is in a bad mood right now. It's better to avoid trouble!"

Upon hearing the name of the museum owner, Yang Shoudao finally calmed down.

  

"Neither of you are allowed to tell anyone about what happened today. If you dare to tell anyone, I'll skin you both alive."

"We'll settle all the old and new scores then."

Wang Qing smiled bitterly.

"I definitely won't tell anyone about what happened today. The three of us got beaten up by someone who's only been in contact with supernatural beings for less than two months. I'm too ashamed to tell anyone!"

Yang Shoudao's eyes immediately turned red as he recalled the humiliation and pain Zhong Ming had inflicted on him.

"kill!"

"This isn't over yet, I'm going to kill him!"

Yang Shoudao's eyes were bloodshot and filled with hatred.

Zhao Hong, however, was inwardly frightened and tried to offer some advice.

"Young Master, how about we just let this matter drop?"

"That guy is really strange. He doesn't seem to be in the Bone Forging Realm. In fact, he's an extraordinary being."

"And ultimately, we were the ones who took the initiative to approach them, but we were still outmatched in terms of skills."

Yang Shoudao stared coldly at Zhao Hong.

Seeing this, Zhao Hong had no choice but to shut up and dared not say anything more.

"If we can't beat him, someone else will!"

Zhao Hong and Wang Qing exchanged a bitter glance.

"The young master is having another episode!"

"Let's go to the 'knife-selling man' and put up a sign with his name on it."

"No matter how strong he is, he can't possibly escape the pursuit of the 'knife-selling man'!"

Yang Shoudao said fiercely, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Young Master, the price of a knife-selling license is very high, and it's probably not enough to deal with a regular bronze-level knife-selling license holder."

"I'm afraid we'll need a silver-level 'knife-selling agent' for this. Maybe we should just forget about it. It's not worth spending so much money on this!"

Zhao Hong and Wang Qing talked, hoping that the other party could give up on the matter.

The Shedaoren (責刀人) is a world-renowned assassin organization, a genuine cross-provincial force. Their assassins are spread throughout the Great Chu, and even overseas.

If you want to kill someone, you have to buy their tokens. The tokens are divided into bronze, silver, and gold tokens based on difficulty and price.

Bronze medals correspond to the third level of Body Tempering or below the third level of Transcendent Realm, silver medals correspond to Qi Refining experts, and gold medals correspond to Divine Refining experts.

They'll kill anyone who can pay the price, no matter who they are.

The fact that the young master Yang Shoudao wanted to use the knife-selling man to kill Zhong Ming sent a chill down their spines.

The price charged by those who sell knives on credit is very high. Even the lowest-ranking bronze-level knife seller will charge at least tens of dollars for each transaction.

After all, they were doing dangerous, risky jobs.

If you don't spend a lot of money, who will risk their life for you?

The three of them had witnessed Zhong Ming's strength firsthand. They had almost no chance to resist as he picked them up and whipped them like chicks.

Of the three, two were in the middle stage of marrow cleansing, and one was in the early stage.

Although the young master was only in the early stage of marrow cleansing, he had mastered the stance training to a high level, which was already considered the threshold of a "quasi-prodigy".

If the young master can break through to the Qi Refining stage before the age of thirty, he has a chance to become one of the most outstanding talents in the future!

It was precisely because the young master Yang Shoudao had good talent that the master doted on and tolerated him so much. Even Zhao Hong and Wang Qing saw Yang Shoudao's potential.

I'm betting that he's destined for greatness and will be able to make it onto the list of the greatest talents in the Great Chu.

When Yang Shoudao attains enlightenment, his two lackeys will also rise to prominence.

Otherwise, they were both Marrow Cleansing Martial Artists, and they had their pride. Why would they follow Yang Shoudao around like dogs every day, waving flags and shouting slogans?

"Hmph, it's just money, isn't it?"

"I can afford to pay a few hundred dollars, and even a few thousand dollars, I can scrape together."

"The shame of today must be washed away with his blood!"

Yang Shoudao said fiercely.

If Yang Shoudao cannot kill Zhong Ming, he will not be able to get rid of his inner demons!

"Slap slap~"

"That's very well said!"

Zhong Ming clapped his hands and fell from the eaves above them.

Upon seeing Zhong Ming, the three of them looked as if they had seen a ghost.

"You...you left, didn't you?"

Upon seeing the bell ring, fear welled up in the heart of the young master Yang Shoudao.

Zhong Ming simply shook his head and smiled.

"I did leave, but I made a special trip back."

"You wouldn't know unless you saw it!"

"You're so dissatisfied with me, you even want to kill me!"

"Sigh~"

"I'm still too kind, that's why I've been bullied like this."

Zhong Ming slowly walked towards the three of them. Zhao Hong was so frightened that he ran away, abandoning the young master and his companions and running away alone.

But Zhong Ming caught up with him immediately and with a gentle tap, crippled his legs, causing him to let out a painful howl.

"Ah~"

As Zhong Ming, carrying Zhao Hong, approached step by step, Yang Shoudao was utterly terrified.

The arrogance of before was gone.

"No, no, don't come any closer!"

"I gave you chances, why didn't you cherish them?"

Zhong Ming said helplessly.

He really didn't intend to go too far; a simple lesson would be enough. They were just superficial injuries that would heal in a few days.

Zhong Mingzhen never intended to kill anyone, but now he has no choice but to silence them!

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'll never do it again~"

Yang Shoudao's mental defenses completely collapsed, and he kept apologizing, promising not to do it again.

"You don't just know you're wrong, you know you're going to die!"

Zhong Ming uttered a cold voice.

"No, you can't do this. My second uncle is the head of the Yang Family Martial Arts School, and I am the young head of the Yang Family Martial Arts School, destined to inherit the position."

"If you kill me, my second uncle and the martial arts school will never let you go."

Zhong Ming chuckled.

"Hehe, you're right."

"Therefore, to prevent any leaks, I have no choice but to continue the interrogation to find out who else knew about this before you came to me!"

Zhong Ming's cold gaze was as if he were looking at a corpse.

"I was just testing my bone-dislocating techniques on you. Now let's try something even more fun."

"Inducing menstrual flow and breaking bones!"