C7 Evil(1)

Wang Yufei, often dismissed as worthless, owes his survival to the clout of his family name. Should he sever ties with Wang Shaofeng's family, he'd find himself without any backing, leaving him vulnerable to those within the sect who've been itching to target him.

Yufei has noticed several individuals rubbing their hands with glee, barely able to contain their eagerness to give him a taste of their wrath. He can't help but sneer internally, questioning whether their animosity is genuine or if they've been swayed by Wang Shaofeng's influence. To Yufei, such considerations are irrelevant.

For Yufei, who is essentially a living system, these conflicts hold no significance. He's prepared to retaliate against any troublemakers, but the reality is that despite his abundant resources, he's not yet in a position to cultivate them immediately.

Take, for instance, the Thunderbolt Divine Fist and the domineering Asura Berserk skill he recently acquired; Yufei hasn't fully mastered these techniques. If he had, these skills would be all he needed to ensure his safety.

"Kid, you're free to leave our family, but you'll have to disable one of your arms as punishment," one of the henchmen barked.

Yufei couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity. The idea that these people were fit to maim him was laughable. Without a word, he prepared to defend himself.

"Go on, attack him. If you fail to take him down, don't bother following me anymore," Wang Shaofeng commanded, his fury palpable. At his signal, the henchmen encircled Yufei, ready to strike.

As Yufei braced for the confrontation, Zhang Tianmeng, who had been kneeling, suddenly leaped up, charging through the crowd like a tank. He positioned himself like a steadfast hill before Yufei. Although unclear about Yufei's true status, Zhang Tianmeng felt compelled to assist him.

Having just knelt in apology to Yufei and completed his task, Zhang Tianmeng had unexpectedly received a formidable battle saber. This act alone was enough for him to stand by Yufei's side and face down the assailants.

"Go ahead and leave, Master. I'll handle these people. No one will give you any trouble," Zhang Tianmeng said, his tone dripping with obsequiousness, as if he were a dog groveling at Wang Yufei's feet. His voice had taken on an even softer quality, causing Wang Yufei to feel uncomfortable, almost to the point of getting goosebumps.

Wang Yufei hadn't anticipated that Zhang Tianmeng would step in to take the hit for him at such a critical juncture, shielding him from the nuisances. But in a way, it was a relief. With Zhang Tianmeng there, Wang Yufei was spared from having to lift a finger.

Intimidating people or dealing with these lackeys was always a hassle. Wang Shaofeng was absolutely livid. Nobody had expected Zhang Tianmeng to so brazenly stand up to him. Consequently, Wang Shaofeng was compelled to act.

Around Wang Shaofeng, a formidable air current swirled. At 21 years old, his talent was a ferocious vortex, albeit a low-level one. However, Wang Shaofeng's abilities were quite distinctive. He could manipulate the air around him, bending it to his will and creating a powerful gust. Those standing near him were involuntarily pushed back by the force, a good half meter away, their excitement palpable.

It had been quite some time since they had seen Wang Shaofeng in action. They were all aware that he had awakened his violent whirlpool talent half a month prior, but none had witnessed it in use. Now, as Wang Shaofeng's talent was about to confront Wang Yufei, the irony of the situation was not lost on them.

While talents in other families were leveraged to bring honor to their kin, here was Wang Shaofeng, using his to target a member of his own family. Wang Yufei let out a silent sigh. As he was internally strategizing on how to counter Wang Shaofeng, a thunderous bellow erupted.

"Wang Yufei, you despicable jerk, how dare you harass my cousin? I'm going to tear you apart today!" The words had barely left his lips when a figure burst through the crowd like a rampaging tank, his violent strength sending those of lesser skill crashing to the ground.

Lee Tianhu was already in a foul mood, the sect's reward having fallen short of his expectations. He was uncertain when he would be able to exchange for the skill fragment. To top it off, upon his return, he had been informed by Yao Biao of the day's events.

Lee Tianhu was seething with rage after being bullied by that waste of space, Wang Yufei. His cousin Yao Biao, whom he secretly adored, was someone he couldn't bear to see mistreated by anyone, especially not by a loser like Yufei.

It looked like Yufei was asking for trouble again. Lee Shaohu deeply regretted not finishing him off last time and now saw the perfect opportunity to settle the score.

Furthermore, Lee Shaohu had recently learned that Yufei had been ostracized by his own family. This meant that even if he killed Yufei, the family would likely overlook it, as no rising clan would wage war over an outcast.

Armed with this knowledge, Lee Shaohu was resolute in his intent to take Yufei down today. Everyone was buzzing with anticipation, sensing that today was the perfect day to witness some serious action. It didn't matter whether it was Wang Shaofeng stepping up to Yufei or Lee Tianhu delivering the final blow.

For the onlookers, this was an unexpected delight. Both Wang Shaofeng and Lee Tianhu were formidable figures, promising a spectacle that would be a feast for the eyes. So, whether it was disciples who had rushed over upon hearing the news or those who had been training, everyone poured out to see the showdown.

They weren't about to miss out on such excitement. "Wang Shaofeng, step aside for a moment. Today I'm going to battle this good-for-nothing. You won't hold it against me for putting down your family's mongrel, will you?" Beside Lee Tianhu stood his cousin Yao Biao, her face swollen from the beating.

If looks could kill, Yufei would have died a hundred times over from her fiery gaze. Wang Shaofeng was somewhat taken aback by Lee Tianhu's presence, but he saw it as a positive development.

With Lee Tianhu stepping in, Wang Shaofeng didn't need to lift a finger. After all, Lee Tianhu's declaration of killing Yufei was a far more severe punishment than if he had merely crippled an arm.

"Lee Tianhu, why would I hold anything against you? Next time I'm free, I'll have to take you out for a drink. I've long been fed up with that nuisance. He's done nothing but drag our family name through the mud and bring us disgrace. It's truly an insult to our family's reputation."