Yun He's expression sank.
Even a martial cultivator like Xiao Lin could now feel an unspeakable pressure filling the entire hall.
Xiao Lin raised his head to look at Yun He.
The young man had handsome features and a slender figure. Although he looked thin, he exuded an elusive sense of power.
There was no fluctuation of martial cultivation aura on his body whatsoever. How could he possess such a soul-shaking presence?
Realizing that his strongest subordinate was as fragile as paper before him, the cunning Xiao Lin would not gamble his life.
He swallowed hard and said, "Young Master Yun, if we have something to discuss, let's sit down and talk it over properly."
"This is my final warning. If you don't hand over the forty million, I will have no choice but to take your life. Blame only yourselves for the Black Tiger Hall offending someone from the Yun Family."
Suddenly, heavy footsteps came from outside the door, each step making the ground tremble slightly, and a formidable cultivator's aura surged in.
Xiao Lin breathed a sigh of relief. The expert had finally arrived, and his reinforcements were complete.
He straightened his back, coming close to pointing right at Yun He's forehead:
"Kid, do you think you're impressive just because you dealt with a few of my subordinates? You're nothing more than an ant, yet you dare to break into the territory of the Black Tiger Hall. You have no idea what kind of person stands behind me."
Yun He had long since known that the newcomer outside was a Yellow Heaven Realm cultivator. With a faint, mocking smile, he said, "Your expression changes really fast. This must be your helper, right?"
"Heh, as long as you understand. Let's see how you're going to clean up this mess later."
Yun He didn't care in the least; instead, he casually sat down on the chair and couch.
Zuo Tian hurriedly stepped closer and lowered his voice: "This must be an expert sent from the capital." He raised his eyes, and his face instantly turned ashen: "So it's that person..."
"Oh no, we're in big trouble now."
An old man with white hair and a majestic beard walked in slowly. Although he was aged, his whole body exuded authority, and his gaze flashed with a chilling murderous intent.
With every step he took, that imposing manner grew even stronger.
"Elder Huang, you're finally here! It's this brat. He actually came looking for trouble in person. He's simply too arrogant, completely ignoring our Black Tiger Hall and showing no regard for the Ouyang Clan of Kyoto."
The man addressed as Elder Huang glared at Yun He, who was leisurely lighting a cigar while sitting on the sofa, and said with an icy tone, "Kid, it was you who dared to oppose President Xiao?"
Yun He shrugged. "You can't really call it opposing him. At best, it's just me bullying him unilaterally!"
Elder Huang was stunned for a moment, then threw his head back and laughed. "Arrogant! Kid, you are truly arrogant! The more insignificant a person is, the higher they think of themselves. You truly have no idea of the immensity of heaven and earth. Kid, I'll give you one last chance: kneel and slap yourself eighty times, and this old man might spare you an intact corpse. Otherwise, at such a young age, having such a horrific death—wouldn't your trip to this world have been completely in vain?"
Zuo Tian's face turned pale as he cupped his hands toward Elder Huang and said, "There might be some misunderstanding here. Actually, Young Master Yun harbors no ill intentions. As you can see, I'm still completely fine. Elder Huang, could you give me some face and drop this matter?"
Elder Huang sneered. "Your face? What kind of face do you even have to speak of?"
Xiao Lin scolded, "Zuo Tian, have you lost your mind, or have you already defected to the Yun Family? We'll deal with him first, and then take care of you!"
"Such a racket." Yun He suddenly made his move. Xiao Lin only felt a blur before his eyes as a slap landed accurately on his cheek. The force was so great that a whole row of teeth on his left side was knocked out, and blood splattered everywhere.
With a mouthful of blood, he looked at Yun He in terror and pointed at him, stammering, "Elder... Huang... beat... him... to death..."
By the time he spoke, his voice had become completely slurred.
"Old man Huang, it's still not too late to leave. Originally, this was just a personal grudge between me and the Black Tiger Hall. Go back and tell your Family Head that from now on, the Black Tiger Hall will be under my protection, Yun He, and the new Hall Master will be Zuo Tian. As for Xiao Lin, he will vanish from this world starting today. Get lost!"
"Arrogant! Simply too arrogant!"
Elder Huang no longer suppressed his aura. His full cultivation surged, and his height instantly shot up from one meter seven to a giant of three meters.
"Let you witness the might of the Yellow Heaven Greater Full Circle!" Elder Huang roared, his double fists transforming into rings as he viciously smashed them toward Yun He, who was sitting on the sofa.
Yet Yun He remained seated there without moving an inch, as if he had been scared stupid.
The fierce wind whipped up by his punches swept through the entire room. Zuo Tian, Xiao Lin, and the others were blown toward the corner. Zuo Tian couldn't even stand steadily, but his gaze remained fixed on Yun He.
Yun He thought to himself that Zuo Tian was quite loyal in recognizing a master; it seemed he had chosen the right person to handle things.
Seeing that Yun He could still let his mind wander under his fists, Elder Huang felt this was not just a lack of injury, but a supreme insult. He had gone all out right from the start, intending to smash Yun He to pieces beneath his giant fists.
However, as the fists descended, Yun He merely flipped his palm gently, looking as casual as doing a daily stretch, and actually blocked the attack.
"Your strength is just like an itch—no, more like a kitten scratching an itch."
Elder Huang had gone all out right from the start, never expecting Yun He to defuse his offensive with such ease.
"Your strength feels like a mere tickle, no, more like a kitten playing around."
Yun He sneered. "I've already given you a chance. Since you insist, don't blame me for being impolite."
With a wave of his palm, Elder Huang felt an agonizing pain in both fists, accompanied by the cracking of bones. He watched helplessly as his fists were twisted out of shape, screaming in endless agony.
Yun He grabbed his crippled fist and gave it a casual flick. Elder Huang was tossed to the ground like a rag doll, and a dull thud echoed through the room.
Elder Huang felt as though all the bones in his body had broken into several pieces. Lying prone on the ground, he struggled several times but failed to get back up.
Yun He walked up to him slowly, looking down at Elder Huang from a position of absolute superiority and arrogance. "What was that you said just now? Who is an insignificant nobody? Just who is looking at the sky from the bottom of a well?"
His foot slowly raised, aiming directly at Elder Huang's chest.
Elder Huang was already finding it difficult to breathe. Enduring the pain, he shouted, "Don't kill me! You can't kill me! I am an elder of the Ouyang Clan, from the Ouyang family of Kyoto!"
"You already said that just now, but I truly don't care whose lapdog you are." As soon as his voice fell, his foot came down heavily, and Elder Huang's chest instantly collapsed.
Crack.
Yun He withdrew his gaze and turned toward Xiao Lin, who was planning to escape. "Want to run? Do you think you can get away?"
Seeing that Zuo Tian was blocking the doorway, Xiao Lin shouted, "You—you betrayed me!"
Yun He replied, "That's right. Now the Hall Master of the Black Tiger Hall is Zuo Tian, appointed by me. Hand over the Hall Master's seal to him."
"Young Master Yun, I—I can work for you! From now on, I'll be your dog, I beg you to spare me!" How could Xiao Lin bear to give up the position of Hall Master? That was a coveted throne that countless people fawned over.
"Hand it over quickly, or don't force me to do it myself." Yun He roared, making Xiao Lin's eardrums sting as blood seeped out.
Left with no other choice, Xiao Lin had to retrieve the Black Tiger Hall Master's seal from the safe. Zuo Tian received it with a face full of pleasant surprise.
"Very well, Zuo Tian. You may dispose of Xiao Lin. Kill him, and you will be the true Hall Master of the Black Tiger Hall, beneath one person and above ten thousand."