From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

Zhuo Chongshan's Adam's apple bobbed, and he took out another bronze plaque from his pocket.

"This is the Martial Arts Association's dispatch token. With it, you can access the association's medicinal herbs, intelligence, and manpower. All the martial arts schools in Sheng'an have to give you face."

Lu Yunzhou bent down to pick up the bronze medal and examined it in his hand.

The back of the bronze plaque is engraved with the words "Martial Arts Association," and the edges are stained with Zhuo Chongshan's blood.

He clasped his hands together.

The bronze medal shattered in two on the spot and fell into the grass.

Zhuo Chongshan's lips trembled a few times.

"What exactly do you want?"

Lu Yunzhou squatted down, grabbed his collar, and lifted him halfway off the grass.

"I only want your life."

Zhuo Chongshan's breath hitched, and a ruthless glint returned to his eyes.

"Even if you kill me, you won't leave Sheng'an. There are eighth-rank elders and dozens of martial artists in the association. If you kill the association president today, they will all hunt you down."

Lu Yunzhou stared at his face, his hand tightening again.

"Are you trying to scare me with the association?"

"I keep my word!"

Zhuo Chongshan gritted his teeth and said, "Let me go, and I'll hand over the association's resources to Huo Lie. From now on, the association will be at the behest of Hu Po Tang, and all the assets left by Zhuo Zheng will belong to the Huo family. If you want money, I can give you another two hundred million."

Huo Lie stood at the villa entrance, and upon hearing this, his brows furrowed.

Zhuo Chongshan laid out his last bargaining chip.

Association resources, martial arts school connections, Zhuo Zheng's businesses, plus cash.

An ordinary person would have already agreed.

Lu Yunzhou loosened his collar, letting Zhuo Chongshan fall back to the ground.

"Your grandson deserved to die."

Zhuo Chongshan braced himself on the ground, his breathing growing heavier and heavier.

"He's just young and impetuous; he made a few mistakes, and you want to kill him?"

"A few things?"

Lu Yunzhou stepped on his wrist.

"He surrounded me with his men, hired someone to kill me, and even tried to cripple my limbs. You know all of this."

Zhuo Chongshan's facial muscles twitched slightly.

Lu Yunzhou looked down at him, his voice very low.

"He dares to do these things because you have his back. When someone comes to him, you suppress it for him. When someone is injured by him, you settle the matter for him. You nurtured him into a menace, and then you bring people to avenge him."

Zhuo Chongshan's fingers dug into the soil.

"He is my grandson."

"So you'll have to pay with your life too."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo Chongshan suddenly bit his tongue and rolled to the side on the grass.

He's been stalling for time.

There is a hidden door at the back of the villa, which connects to the drainage channel at the bottom of the hillside.

Once you enter the passage, there's another path outside.

Ignoring his chest injury, Zhuo Chongshan braced himself with his hands and crawled toward the backyard.

Lu Yunzhou did not give chase.

Huo Lie looked at him, his gaze darkening.

"He's going to run away."

"They can't escape."

Lu Yunzhou picked up a piece of gravel, held it between two fingers, and flicked it toward the backyard wall.

The gravel hit the corner of the wall.

A muffled thud was heard.

The once smooth ground cracked, the iron bolts by the hidden door were broken, and the door panel collapsed, exposing the crisscrossing steel bars inside.

Zhuo Chongshan climbed to the hidden door, but his hand reached out and found nothing.

His expression changed completely.

Lu Yunzhou walked behind him, his footsteps landing on the grass, one after another.

Zhuo Chongshan turned around, leaning against the collapsed hidden door, his hand pressed against his chest.

"Lu Yunzhou, I'm willing to pay with my life. Name your price, five hundred million, a billion, it's all fine!"

Lu Yunzhou stopped three steps away.

"Money can't buy your grandson's life, nor can it buy my life."

Zhuo Chongshan's eyes hardened, and he suddenly raised his hand and threw out three steel needles.

The steel needle flew through the air.

Lu Yunzhou turned his head to avoid it. The first nail was driven into the wooden pillar behind him, the second nail passed through his sleeve, and the third nail was held in his palm.

Taking advantage of the opening, Zhuo Chongshan raised his palm and slammed it into the ground.

The powerful energy surged into the grass, stirring up the soil and obscuring their vision.

He dragged his badly injured body and crashed into the side wall, trying to climb over the gap.

Lu Yunzhou stepped forward and placed his right palm on his back.

The vital energy passed through the clothes and went straight into the meridians.

Zhuo Chongshan's body stopped, and the foot he had just lifted could not be put down.

He spat out blood and foam, desperately gripping the brick wall with both hands.

"You are already seriously injured; forcing your qi will damage your foundation."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Zhuo Chongshan turned around and struck out with his palm.

The palm strike only extended half a foot before Lu Yunzhou grabbed the wrist.

Lu Yunzhou pressed down with his five fingers, and his true energy surged along the opponent's arm straight to his chest.

Zhuo Chongshan's shoulders slumped.

He tried to activate his inner energy, but a muffled sound came from his chest, and his energy flow was completely severed near his heart.

His mouth was open, but the sound was stuck in his throat.

Lu Yunzhou raised his hand and pressed it against his chest, and all the true energy from his seven orifices surged out at once.

"You've supported Zhuo Zheng for so many years, today you'll go with him."

Zhuo Chongshan's body slid down the wall, his hands scratched the ground twice, and then he became completely still.

The only sound on the lawn was the wind rustling through the leaves.

Huo Lie stood there, remaining silent for a long time.

He had seen the exchange clearly.

Zhuo Chongshan was an eighth-rank martial artist, and he had previously been able to fight Lu Yunzhou head-on.

But once Lu Yunzhou seized his escape route, the entire battle became one of suppression.

From the time Zhuo Zheng was killed to the time Zhuo Chongshan fell, the entire process didn't take long.

This goes beyond the scope of a skilled employee.

Huo Lie picked up the bank card from the ground and walked to Lu Yunzhou's side.

"You really don't want these things?"

Lu Yunzhou took the bank card, didn't even look at it, and stuffed it directly into Zhuo Chongshan's clothes.

"You handle the Zhuo family's affairs. You'll also be in charge of collecting the association's accounts."

Huo Lie looked at the corpse, then at Lu Yunzhou.

"Aren't you afraid I'll swallow you?"

"If you dare to swallow it, consider Huo Chengyuan's life money as a gift."

Lu Yunzhou turned and walked towards the villa.

Huo Lie's brow twitched slightly, then he chuckled softly.

"You really don't show any mercy at all."

Lu Yunzhou stopped and turned to look at him.

"I'll save face for my friends. Zhuo Chongshan doesn't count."

Huo Lie stopped smiling and raised his hand to his subordinates.

Several gang members immediately stepped forward, sealed off the backyard, and confiscated Zhuo Chongshan's martial arts token, cell phone, and documents.

The broken cane on the ground was also put into an evidence bag.

Lu Yunzhou walked into the hall and pulled out a few pages from the martial arts records brought by Zhuo Chongshan.

It lists the names, ranks, and recent activities of all the martial arts schools in Sheng'an.

Since Zhuo Chongshan is the president, he naturally has a lot of things under his control.

These records were useful to Lu Yunzhou.

He planned to go to Jingwu Road to find Bai Heming, to find out the situation inside the Martial Arts Association, and also to see if the old man of Bajiquan could recognize the anomaly in the record.

Huo Lie saw them out at the door.

"Mr. Lu, I will suppress the news of Zhuo Chongshan's death for a few hours. If you are going to Jingwu Road, you'd better change your vehicle."

"There's no need."

Lu Yunzhou opened the car door and placed the record in the passenger seat.

"The news can't be suppressed. Let them know I killed them, so they won't come to test me one by one."

Huo Lie stood on the steps, his gaze fixed on his back.

"What if someone from the association causes you trouble?"

Lu Yunzhou got into the driver's seat and started the car.

"Attack when they come."

The car headlights came on, illuminating the collapsed hidden door at the edge of the lawn.

Huo Lie watched the vehicle drive out of the manor, his hand lingering on his waist for a moment before turning around and ordering his men to clean up the scene.

He had come to realize that Lu Yunzhou was different from ordinary martial artists.

Money can't buy you off, your status can't suppress you, and threats can't scare you away.

The only option is to cooperate with this kind of person.

All you can do is think ahead about how to save your life if you end up on the other side.

The car drove onto the main road.

Lu Yunzhou gripped the steering wheel with one hand and flipped through the martial arts records with the other.

The president's seal on the first page was covered by bloodstains, but the following pages bore the name of an unfamiliar person.

The white crane cries.

Below the name, it says Bajiquan School, old injuries, closed-door teaching.

Lu Yunzhou put away the notes and drove towards Jingwu Road.