The Flying Fox of Snowy Mountain, Chapter 5: The Bloodstained Stone

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Over the years, he grew taller, stronger, and his martial arts skills improved daily. He roamed the world, content and at ease, helping the needy and needy wherever he went. However, his extravagant spending meant he had already squandered the two hundred taels of gold given to him by Zhao Banshan. One day, remembering hearing that Guangdong was wealthy and prosperous, with many chivalrous figures, and having nothing else to do, he rode a poor horse straight to Lingnan. He arrived at Foshan, a major town in Guangdong. Foshan, along with Zhuxian, Jingdezhen, and Hankou, was known as one of the four great towns of the world, a place of abundant resources and bustling markets. Hu Fei arrived in town late afternoon, hungry. He saw a large three-bay restaurant on the south side of the road, its signboard bearing the three large, gilded characters "Hero's Restaurant." Windows were open on both sides, and the sounds of chopping and the aroma of wine and meat wafted from inside. Hu Fei thought to himself, "This restaurant's signboard is rather strange." He checked his pockets and found he only had a hundred or so coins left. He decided he couldn't afford to drink today; he'd have a big bowl of noodles to fill his stomach first. He tied his horse to a wooden post in front of the restaurant and went upstairs. The waiter, seeing his shabby clothes, looked displeased and stopped him, saying, "Sir, the upstairs are private rooms. Don't you think it's too expensive?" Hu Fei, anger rising, thought, "Your signboard is called 'Hero's Restaurant,' yet you treat your poor friend with such cowardly arrogance. If I don't eat until you're completely stuffed, then I'll be a hero!" He laughed and said, "As long as the food and wine are excellent, I don't care about the price." The waiter, still suspicious, glanced at him sideways and let him go upstairs. Upstairs, the tables and chairs were clean. The guests were dressed extravagantly, most likely wealthy merchants. The waiter, seeing his appearance, guessed he wouldn't get much profit and didn't come to greet him for a long time. Hu Fei was secretly pondering what idea to hatch to get a free meal from him when suddenly a commotion erupted in the street. A woman's voice burst into laughter, clapping her hands as she approached. Hu Fei was sitting by the window, leaning against it and looking down into the street. He saw a woman with disheveled hair, her face, clothes, and hands covered in blood, clutching a kitchen knife. She alternated between crying and laughing, gesturing wildly—she was clearly insane. Bystanders stood at a distance, their faces showing either fear or cold pity; no one dared to approach her. She pointed at the "Hero's Pavilion" sign, clapping and laughing, saying, "Master Feng, may you live a long and prosperous life! This old woman kowtows to you, begging Heaven to have eyes to protect you!" She knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, her forehead bleeding profusely, yet she seemed oblivious to the pain. As she kowtowed, she cried out, "Master Feng, may you earn a peck of gold by day and a peck of silver by night, be incredibly wealthy and noble, and have a hundred sons and a thousand grandsons!" A man emerged from the restaurant, holding a long pipe, seemingly the manager. He pointed at the woman and scolded, "Sister-in-law Zhong, if you're going to act crazy, go back to your own place. Don't disturb our distinguished guests' enjoyment of eating and drinking." Sister-in-law Zhong ignored him, continuing to cry and laugh, kowtowing towards the restaurant. The manager waved his hand, and two burly men emerged from the restaurant. One snatched the cleaver from her hand, while the other shoved her forcefully. Hammer Fourth Sister-in-law immediately tripped and rolled across the street. Struggling to her feet, she stood there blankly for a long time, then suddenly burst into tears, wailing, "My precious little San, you died so tragically! Heaven has eyes, you didn't steal anyone's goose!" The man who had snatched the cleaver raised it and shouted, "If you keep talking nonsense here, I'll stab you!" Hammer Fourth Sister-in-law was unafraid and continued to cry. Seeing the indifferent expressions on the faces of the neighbors, the innkeeper took a few puffs of his pipe, exhaled a puff of white smoke, waved his hand, and went back into the restaurant with the two men. Hu Fei, seeing the two men bullying a woman, was initially angry, but thinking that the woman was crazy and unreasonable, he suddenly heard two patrons at the table behind him whispering. One said, "Master Feng acted far too hastily in this matter, practically driving a person to their death. I'm afraid he'll face retribution in the future." Hearing the words "practically driving a person to their death," Hu Fei's heart skipped a beat. Then he heard the other say, "That can't be said to be Master Feng's fault. If something goes missing from the house, asking about it is perfectly normal. Who told this woman to go mad and cut open her own son's stomach?" Hearing the last sentence, Hu Fei could no longer contain himself and abruptly turned around. He saw that the two men were both around forty years old, one fat and the other thin, both wearing silk robes. Judging from their attire, they were both wealthy shop owners. Seeing him turn around, the two men exchanged a glance and immediately fell silent. Hu Fei knew that such people were the most timid and cowardly. If questioned politely, they would surely feign ignorance and never tell the truth. So, he stood up, bowed, and said with a beaming smile, "Gentlemen, it's been several years since we last met in Guangzhou. How are you?" The two men, strangers to him and hearing his accent, realized he was from another province, and were puzzled. However, businessmen valued harmony for profit, so they immediately returned the bow, saying, "Hello, hello." Hu Fei smiled and said, "I brought ten thousand taels of silver to Foshan this time, intending to purchase a batch of goods, but being unfamiliar with the area, I'm facing considerable difficulties. Meeting you two today is perfect; I'd like to ask for your help." Upon hearing "ten thousand taels of silver," the two men... The five words immediately brought a smile to their faces. Although he didn't look like a wealthy man, "ten thousand taels of silver" was no small sum, and they couldn't let it slip by. They said in unison, "That's only right. Please come and have a drink with us, and we can talk about it slowly." Hu Fei had asked them to say this, so there was no need for politeness. He immediately went over, sat down sideways, and asked bluntly, "I just heard you two talking about something about forcing someone to their death. I'd like to ask you about that." The two men's faces changed slightly, and they were about to refuse when Hu Fei stretched out his left hand and moved it from left to right under the table, grabbing one of their wrists in his palm. With a slight pull, the two men cried out "Ah!" and their faces immediately turned pale. The waiters and other drinkers at the top of the stairs heard the cries and turned around. Hu Fei whispered, "Don't make a sound!" The two men dared not disobey and could only smile bitterly at the same time. Seeing that nothing else was wrong, the others stopped looking. The two men's wrists were gripped tightly by Hu Fei, as if bound by iron hoops, unable to move an inch. Hu Fei whispered, "I used to be a ruthless bandit, but now I've reformed and am learning to do business. I need ten thousand taels of silver to buy goods, but I'm short of capital, so I have to borrow five thousand taels from each of you." The two men were shocked and said in unison, "I...I didn't have any." Hu Fei said, "Alright, tell me about how Master Feng drove someone to their death. Whoever explains it clearly and thoroughly, I won't borrow money from him. The ten thousand taels of silver will have to go to the other one." The two men hurriedly said, "I'll tell you, I'll tell you." Before, neither of them was willing to speak, but now, fearing that they would bear the burden alone and become a single creditor, they began to vie for the position. Seeing that his competition method was working, Hu Fei smiled slightly. Hearing the fat man say that the northern accent was more accurate, he pointed at him and said, "The fat one goes first, then the thin one will speak later. Whoever speaks unclearly will be my creditor." With that, he released their wrists, took the bundle from his back, opened it to reveal a gleaming steel knife, picked up a pair of ivory chopsticks from the table, and with a light stroke of the blade, snapped the chopsticks into four pieces. The two men stared at each other, mouths agape, their hearts pounding. Hu Fei reached out and felt the backs of their necks, as if searching for a spot to strike, which terrified them even more. Hu Fei nodded, muttering to himself, "Good, good!" and then wrapped the bundle again. The fat merchant hurriedly said, "Young master, I'll tell you, I guarantee I'll explain it more clearly than...more clearly than him..." The thin merchant interrupted, "That's not necessarily true, let me speak first." Hu Fei's face darkened, and he said, "I said I'd listen to him first, what are you rushing about?" The thin merchant hurriedly said, "Yes, yes." Hu Fei said, "You disobeyed my orders, you must be punished!" The thin merchant was terrified, while the fat merchant looked smug. Hu Fei said, "The wine is meager and the dishes are bland, how can this be considered proper hospitality? Quickly order a table of the finest wine and dishes." The thin merchant, hearing that the punishment was so light, was overjoyed, and hurriedly called his waiter over, instructing him to immediately prepare a table of the finest wine and dishes costing five taels of silver. The waiter was quite surprised to see Hu Fei sitting with them, but upon hearing about the five taels of silver deal, he immediately beamed and readily agreed. Hu Fei peeked out the window and saw Sister-in-law Zhuang Si sitting on the ground across the street, her hair disheveled, looking up at the sky, muttering to herself, saying something incomprehensible. The fat merchant said, "Young master, I've said what I said, but no one can know it was me." Hu Fei frowned and said, "Fine, let him speak then." He turned to the thin merchant. The fat merchant hurriedly said, "I'll talk, I'll talk. Young master, this Master Feng's name is Feng Tiannan, he's a wealthy man in Foshan Town, and he has a nickname..." The thin merchant interrupted, "Nan Batian (Southern Overlord)." Hu Fei shouted, "This isn't a comedy routine, why are you interrupting?" The thin merchant lowered his head, not daring to speak again. The fat merchant said, "Master Feng owns a large pawnshop in Foshan Town called Hero Pawnshop; a restaurant called Hero Restaurant; and a large gambling den called Hero Club. He's incredibly wealthy and powerful, with a wide circle of friends, and his martial arts skills are considered the best in all of Guangdong. People in town say that every month, people from eastern, western, and northern Guangdong send him money as tribute. They also say he's the leader of some Five Tigers Sect, and whenever the Five Tigers Sect members make money anywhere, they have to give him a share. I don't really understand these things about the martial world." Hu Fei nodded, "That's right, he's a very wealthy man, and also a notorious bandit who divides the spoils among himself." The two men glanced at him, thinking:"Then you're in the same trade as him." Hu Fei, already understanding their intentions, laughed and said, "As the saying goes, those in the same trade are often enemies. I'm not friends with this Master Feng. You can speak your mind, there's no need to hide anything." The fat merchant said, "Master Feng's mansion has five courtyards, which is already quite large, but he recently took a seventh concubine and wants to build a Six Phoenix Tower next to the back courtyard for her to live in. The land he's eyeing is the vegetable garden inherited by Sister-in-law Hammer. This land is only a little over two acres, but Sister-in-law Hammer makes a living by growing vegetables, and her family of five relies entirely on this vegetable garden for food. Master Feng called Sister-in-law Hammer over and said he would give her five taels of silver to buy his land. Sister-in-law Hammer naturally refused. Master Feng increased it to ten taels. Sister-in-law Hammer still refused, saying that even a hundred taels of silver would be enough to eat, but by digging in the soil and watering the vegetables, as long as the effort is put in, the whole family won't starve." Master Feng was furious and kicked him out. The incident of the stolen goose started yesterday. "Master Feng had ten fat geese in his backyard. Yesterday, one suddenly went missing. The servants said it was the two brothers, the second and third sons of the Chui family, who stole it. They searched his vegetable garden and found many goose feathers. Chui's wife protested, saying her two sons were always well-behaved and would never steal from others; the goose feathers must have been left there by someone else. The servants questioned the second and third sons, but both denied stealing. Master Feng asked, 'What did you eat this morning?' The third son replied, 'Me, me!' Master Feng slammed his fist on the table and cursed, saying, 'The third son has confessed, yet he still says he didn't steal!' He then ordered someone to file a complaint at the patrol office, and the constables came and locked Chui A-Si up." "Hammer Fourth Sister-in-law knew that although her family was poor, her two sons were obedient, and they were usually very afraid of the Feng family, so she would never steal their geese. She went to the Feng family to reason with them, but was kicked out by Master Feng's servants. She rushed to the patrol office to plead her case, but was also driven out by the bailiffs. The patrol officer, acting on Master Feng's orders, had Hammer Fourth Sister-in-law beaten with boards and cangues until she was on the verge of death. Hammer Fourth Sister-in-law went to visit her husband in prison and found him covered in blood and gore, unable to speak, only able to stammer incoherently..." Tu Di cried out, "I won't sell the land! I won't sell the land! I didn't steal it, I didn't steal it!" Sister-in-law Chui, in a moment of desperation, hardened her heart. She rushed home, dragging her son Xiao Sanzi with one hand and grabbing a kitchen knife with the other. She called the neighbors, and together they went to the ancestral temple. The neighbors, thinking she was going to swear an oath before the gods, went along to witness. The little boy, who lived nearby, also went to see what was happening. Sister-in-law Chui kowtowed several times before the Northern Emperor's altar, saying, "Northern Emperor, my child absolutely cannot steal someone else's goose. He's only four years old this year, and he's stubborn and doesn't speak clearly. He said to the rich man, 'Eat me, eat me!' My family has suffered an injustice; the corrupt official has taken bribes and judged the matter unclearly. Only the Northern Emperor can redress this!" Saying this, she raised the knife and with one stroke cut open Xiao Sanzi's stomach. Hu Fei, who had been listening intently, was already furious. Upon hearing this, he roared, jumped to his feet, and slammed his hand down, sending bowls and dishes flying and soup splattering. He exclaimed, "Is this true?" The two merchants, one fat and one thin, trembled at his imposing presence and stammered, "It's absolutely true!" Hu Fei placed his right foot on the bench, drew a single-edged sword from his bundle, planted it on the table, and shouted, "Go on!" The fat merchant said, "This...this has nothing to do with me." The patrons and waiters in the restaurant, seeing Hu Fei's fierce appearance, were all terrified. The more timid patrons fled downstairs before finishing their food. The waiters stood at a distance, none daring to approach. Hu Fei shouted, "Go on, does Little Sanzi have any goose meat in his stomach?" The fat merchant replied, "No goose meat, no goose meat. His stomach is full of snail meat." It turned out that the Chui family was poor and had little to eat, so the two younger brothers went to the fields to collect snails. The snail meat was very tough, and the youngest brother couldn't chew it, so he swallowed them whole, and they didn't dissolve even after half a day. He said, "Eat me, eat me!" but he meant "eat snails!" Alas, such a good child died in the ancestral temple. Chui's fourth sister-in-law went mad after that. (Note: The story of a child being mistaken for a goose after eating snails, and the injustice caused by a broken belly at the ancestral temple, is a true tale, known to every elderly person in Foshan Town. Today, in the ancestral temple of Feishan, there is a blood-stained stone before the statue of the Northern Emperor, still faintly bearing traces of blood, a testament to this ancient injustice. The author witnessed it firsthand. Readers visiting Foshan can go and see it. However, the date of this event and the names of the people involved have been lost to time. The author inquired extensively with cultural figures in Foshan Town at the time, but no one knew the details; therefore, the names and other stories in the text are fictional. Hu Fei drew his single-edged sword and shouted, "Where does this man surnamed Feng live?" Before the fat merchant could answer, they suddenly heard the faint sound of a dog barking in the distance. The thin merchant sighed, "What a tragedy, what a tragedy!" Hu Fei said, "There is more...") "What's going on?" the thin merchant said. "It's Master Feng's servants with vicious dogs, chasing after the youngest son of the Hammer family." Hu Fei angrily said, "The injustice has been cleared, why arrest him?" The thin merchant said, "Master Feng said: since the third son didn't eat, it must be the second son who ate, so he wants to arrest him for questioning. The neighbors know that Master Feng is furious and determined to frame the second son, so they secretly told him to escape. Master Feng's servants have been searching everywhere for half a day." At this moment, Hu Fei suppressed his anger and laughed, "Very well, you two have explained it clearly. I will borrow the ten thousand taels of silver from Master Feng." Saying this, he picked up the wine pot and drank it down in one gulp, finishing all three pots of wine, and repeatedly urged the waiter to bring more wine. Come on! But the barking and shouting of dogs grew closer and closer, reaching the street. Hu Fei leaned against the window and saw a boy of about twelve or thirteen years old running desperately from around the corner. He was barefoot, his clothes torn to shreds by the claws of the vicious dogs, blood dripping from his trail. It was unclear how he had fought his way out of the pack. About seven or eight feet behind him, more than ten jackal-like hounds were barking and chasing after him, poised to pounce on Chui Xiao Er in a moment. Chui Xiao Er was exhausted. Suddenly seeing his mother, he cried out, "Mom!" His legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to get up. Although Chui Si's wife was confused, she recognized her son. She jumped up, rushed over, and stood in front of the pack of vicious dogs to protect him. "Stop protecting your son!" The pack of vicious dogs immediately froze, baring their white teeth and growling menacingly. These dogs were exceptionally fierce, usually hunting with Master Feng, even daring to fight tigers and bears. But seeing Hammer Fourth Sister's desperate protectiveness of her son, they hesitated to approach. The servants shouted, urging the dogs on. With a few growls, two large, wolf-like dogs leaped up and lunged at Hammer Fourth Sister, who lay on the ground. Hammer Fourth Sister threw herself on top of her son. The first dog opened its sharp jaws and bit her shoulder. The second dog bit her left leg. The two dogs pulled fiercely, like hunters catching rabbits and deer. The servants cheered, and Hammer Fourth Sister, ignoring her own pain, continued to protect her son. Let him be attacked by the vicious dogs. Chui Xiao Er crawled out from under his mother, crying and fighting the dogs to protect her. In an instant, more than ten vicious dogs attacked from all sides. The onlookers in the street were happy, but intimidated by Master Feng's power, they dared not speak out. They knew that in this situation, if anyone slightly angered these servants, a single gesture would send the dogs swarming. Some couldn't bear to witness the tragedy and covered their faces. The servants, however, were overjoyed, as if they had caught a great prey. Hu Fei, watching from the restaurant, saw everything clearly. His delay in intervening was to see for himself whether Feng Tiannan was truly as wicked as the two merchants had described. To avoid being misled and wrongly accusing the innocent, he was initially furious when the fat merchant recounted the tragedy. Later, upon hearing that Feng Tiannan had needlessly caused the death of one person and even sent vicious dogs to hunt down another child, he felt that even the most wicked people shouldn't go to such extremes, and began to have some doubts. However, after witnessing the vicious dogs attacking the Hammer family mother and child, he had no more doubts. Seeing the blood and flesh flying in the street, he knew that if he had hesitated even a moment longer, the loving mother and son would have died on the spot. He immediately grabbed three pairs of chopsticks from the table, and with all his might, hurled them one by one through his right arm. A few sharp barks and howls were heard as all six vicious dogs were struck on the forehead by the chopsticks and fell to the ground dead. The remaining dogs stood there, unsure what to do. Some continued to attack, while others turned and fled. Hu Fei picked up the wine cups on the table and hurled them down into the street, hitting each dog with pinpoint accuracy and penetrating force. The bottom of each cup struck the nose of a single vicious dog. The three large dogs didn't even bark before collapsing dead. The remaining dogs tucked their tails between their hind legs and vanished in the blink of an eye. The six servants who had brought the dogs, accustomed to their arrogance in Foshan Town and relying on Feng Tiannan's power, were enraged to see Hu Fei use his extraordinary skill to kill the dogs, seemingly oblivious to their own mortality. They roared, "Who dares to cause trouble in Foshan Town and kill Master Feng's dogs? You'll pay with your life!" Each of them carried a single-edged sword and iron chain, which they drew and rushed upstairs. The other patrons... Upon seeing this scene, chaos erupted immediately. "Hero's Pavilion" was Feng Tiannan's property; the manager, waiters, deliverymen, head chef, and sous chefs, upon seeing the Feng family's servants come upstairs to arrest someone, each grabbed a fork, cleaver, and iron bar, ready to help. Hu Fei watched this unfold, merely sneering. Six servants rushed forward, the leader brandishing the iron chain and shouting, "You brat, come with me!" Hu Fei thought, "A mere servant of a local gentry dares to chain someone up? Is this Feng family's mansion the government office of Foshan Town?" Without standing up, he slapped the servant across the left cheek, and as he withdrew his hand, he pressed two acupoints on the servant's neck ("Zi Gong") and back of the head ("Feng Fu").These were two major acupoints on the body, and the servant immediately stood frozen, unable to move. At that moment, the second and third servants, still not understanding what was happening, each brandished a single sword and attacked from the left and right. Hu Fei saw that the two men's swords were quite powerful when they slashed, clearly indicating that they had practiced martial arts for several years, unlike ordinary bullies who were just taking advantage of the situation. Precisely because of this, he could imagine the ferocity of Feng Tiannan. So he immediately followed suit, slapping the two servants twice, leaving them standing there dumbfounded. The remaining three servants sensed something was wrong. One turned to leave, while another called out, "Master Feng Qi, come and see what this strange thing is!" Feng Qi was a distant cousin of Feng Tiannan and worked as the manager of the Hero's Restaurant. He wasn't particularly skilled in martial arts, but he was extremely clever. He was already standing on the top floor and, seeing that Hu Fei's martial arts were quite formidable, immediately stepped forward, clasped his hands, and said, "So it's a hero who has arrived today. Forgive me for not recognizing you..." Seeing the three servants slowly moving towards the top floor, intending to slip away, Hu Fei immediately took the iron chain from the servant standing nearby, rolled it around on the ground, and pulled back. The chain had wrapped around the six feet of the three servants, and with cries of "Ouch, ouch!", the three men fell sideways to the ground, piled up, and were dragged over by him. Hu Fei picked up the two ends of the iron chain, tied a tight knot, ignored Feng Qi, and poured himself a drink. Although the henchmen of Hero's Tower saw Hu Fei's formidable skills, they knew that even a hero couldn't overcome numbers. Each grabbed a weapon and formed a battle formation, waiting for Master Feng's command to swarm forward. Hu Fei took a sip of wine and asked, "Who is Feng Tiannan to you?" Feng Qi smiled and said, "Master Feng is my cousin. Do you know him?" Hu Fei said, "No, go and call him to see me." Feng Qi was annoyed, thinking to himself, "You think you can get Master Feng to come? Even if you came knocking and kowtowed, I don't know if he'd even see you." But he still smiled and said, "May I ask your honorable name so I can announce myself?" Hu Fei said, "My surname is Ba, the 'Ba' in 'to pluck feathers from a chicken.'" Feng Qi muttered to himself, "What a strange surname!" He smiled obsequiously, "So you're Master Ba. Rarity makes things valuable; Master Ba's surname is quite uncommon in the South." Hu Fei said, "Indeed..." As the saying goes, rarity makes things valuable, or as the saying goes, "a feather as fine as a phoenix feather and a unicorn horn as rare as a phoenix feather." My name is "Phoenix Feather." Feng Qi laughed, "Elegant, elegant!" Suddenly, he thought, "Wait a minute, isn't his use of 'plucking phoenix feathers' intentionally trying to cause trouble?" His expression changed, and he said sternly, "Who exactly are you, sir, and what brings you to Foshan Town?" Hu Fei laughed, "I've long heard that there are a few vicious phoenixes in Foshan Town. Since my name is 'Plucking Phoenix Feathers,' I'll have to come and pluck a few feathers to play with." Feng Qi took a step back, and with a clang, took out a soft whip from his waist. With a flick of his left hand, he told his men to be careful, and with a flick of his right wrist, the soft whip, carrying a gust of wind, struck down fiercely towards Hu Fei's head. Hu Fei had already made up his mind: "Feng Tiannan alone couldn't have committed so many evils. His accomplices all deserve to die. Today, I need not show any mercy." Seeing the soft whip approaching, he swiftly grabbed the end and gently pulled it inwards. Feng Qi lost his footing and lunged forward. Hu Fei patted his shoulder with his left hand, and Feng Qi felt an immense force pressing down on him, causing his knees to buckle and he to kneel on the ground. Hu Fei laughed, "You flatter me!" He then wrapped the thirteen-section soft whip around Feng Qi's body, binding him to the leg of an eight-immortal table. The restaurant staff, about to pounce, stopped in their tracks in shock at this sudden turn of events. Hu Fei pointed at a fat cook and shouted, "Hey, bring me the cleaver!" The fat cook opened his mouth wide, not daring to disobey, and handed over the cleaver he was holding. Hu Fei asked, "What ingredients do you use for stir-fried pork spine?" The fat cook replied, "Use the best lean meat from both sides of the spine on the back of the pig. Do you want it sweet and sour, salt and pepper, deep-fried, or simply stir-fried?" Hu Fei reached out and ripped the clothes on Feng Qi's back with a tearing sound. His fat, white back was exposed. Hu Fei touched his spine and asked, "Is this where you cut?" The fat cook's mouth gaped open even wider; how could he dare answer? Feng Qi kowtowed repeatedly, crying, "Hero, spare my life!" Hu Fei thought, "I can spare your life, but if I don't teach you a lesson, wouldn't it be a case of evil deeds going unpunished?" With a slash of the cleaver, he made a long cut beside the cook's spine and asked, "Is half a jin enough?" The cook, dumbfounded, replied, "Enough for one person!" Feng Qi was terrified, feeling a sharp pain in his back. He thought that half a jin of pork loin had indeed been cut from his back. Then he heard Hu Fei ask again, "What seasonings are used for stir-fried pig liver and steamed pig brain?" Feng Qi thought, "Stir-fried pork loin is one thing, but stir-fried pig liver and steamed pig brain..." "If I do that, will I even survive?" Feng Qi kowtowed desperately, making the floorboards thud loudly, and cried out, "Hero, please give your orders, I only beg you to spare my life!" Hu Fei, seeing that he was frightened enough, shouted, "Do you still dare to help that Feng Tiannan do evil?" Feng Qi hurriedly said, "I dare not." Hu Fei said, "Good, quickly drive away the guests upstairs and in the private rooms. Don't let any guests in the main hall or downstairs leave." Feng Qi shouted, "Waiter, quickly do as this hero orders, quick! Quick!" The patrons upstairs were all wealthy men or merchants, all afraid of trouble. As soon as they saw the fight, they wanted to slip away, but the waiters with weapons guarded the stairs below, preventing them from leaving. Now, without anyone chasing them, they had already hurriedly left. The guests in the lobby downstairs were all poor men, and seven or eight out of ten had suffered at Feng Qi's hands before. Seeing someone come looking for trouble today, they were inexplicably delighted and wanted to stay and watch the spectacle. Hu Fei shouted, "Today I'm treating! The food and drinks for my friends are all on my tab. You're not allowed to take a single penny! Quickly bring out the wine jars, prepare the best dishes for our guests, and slaughter those nine vicious dogs on the street and roast the dog meat for everyone!" He gave each order, and Feng Qi responded. The waiters were a little slow in their actions, so Hu Fei raised his cleaver and asked the fat cook, "What seasonings do you use for braised large intestines and stir-fried kidneys?" The cook truthfully replied that he used one large intestine and two kidneys. Feng Qi was so shocked that she turned pale and kept urging him on. Seeing Hu Fei's ferocity, the six servants were filled with anxiety, wondering how he would deal with them. They stole glances at Hu Fei's face, then exchanged anxious looks, thinking, "Why isn't Master Feng coming to rescue us? If we delay any longer, this fiend will come after us!" Seeing that his servants had carried out his orders flawlessly, Hu Fei strode downstairs, poured a large bowl of wine, and said, "Today is my treat. Drink as much as you like, and order whatever you wish to eat. If the restaurant is neglected in the slightest, I'll burn it down." The guests ate and drank merrily, but under the Feng family's formidable influence, none dared to object. Hu Fei returned upstairs, released the pressure points of the three servants, and chained them by the necks of the others. He then dragged all six men downstairs, asking, "Where is Feng Tian Nan Kai's pawnshop? I want to pawn six vicious dogs." A patron pointed out the way, saying, "Go east, cross three more side streets, and you'll find it over that high wall." Hu Fei said, "Thank you!" and led the six men away. A crowd of onlookers followed at a distance, eager to see how living people would be pawned. Hu Fei pulled on six iron chains and arrived at the "Hero Pawnshop," shouting, "Heroes are here to pawn their dogs!" He led six servants to the high counter and said, "Sir, pawn six vicious dogs, one thousand taels of silver each." The squire at the counter was greatly surprised. Everyone in Foshan Town knew that this "Hero Pawnshop" was opened by Master Feng, and for more than ten years, no one dared to come here to fool around. How could a crazy man have come to pawn his dogs today? Upon closer inspection, he recognized the six men he was leading as servants of the Feng family. He was even more surprised and said, "You...you...what are you pawning?" Hu Fei shouted, "Are you deaf? I'm pawning six vicious dogs, one thousand taels each, six thousand taels of silver in total. This is a good deal for you." The squire knew that he had intentions... The madman, Hu Fei, whispered to the pawnbroker beside him, ordering him to quickly summon the guards and martial arts instructors to deal with the insane man. He then politely said to Hu Fei, "According to the rules of the pawnshop, living things cannot be pawned. Please forgive me, sir." Hu Fei replied, "Fine, if you won't take a live dog, then I'll take a dead one." The six servants were shocked and cried out in unison, "Master Yu, please take it! Saving lives is the priority!" But the pawnbroker was shrewd and meticulous; he wouldn't easily hand over six thousand taels of silver. He simply smiled and said, "Please sit down, sir. Would you like some tea?" Hu Fei said, "I'll turn the live dog into a dead one first, then I'll drink your tea." Looking around, he had already made up his mind. He took two steps to the gate, grabbed the edge, and lifted a large black lacquered door. Seeing things getting out of hand, Yu Chaofeng shouted, "Hey, hey, what are you doing, guest?" Hu Fei ignored him, kicking six servants to the ground with one leg and one leg, then spun the door panel across them and pinned them down. Yu Chaofeng cried out, "Hey, don't be ridiculous! Do you know where this is? Whose property is this pawnshop?" Hu Fei thought to himself, "Look at your mean and shrewish face, there must be many poor people in Foshan Town who have suffered at your hands." He walked to the counter, grabbed Yu Chaofeng's braid, pulled him out from behind the high counter, and pinned him under the door panel as well. Then he went to the door, picked up the tall, large stone drum beside the door, and slammed it against the door panel with a bang. This stone drum weighed more than five hundred pounds, and with this slam, the seven men under the door screamed in pain, some even soiling themselves. The bystanders outside the door and the other pawnbrokers inside the counter also cried out in alarm. Hu Fei picked up another stone drum and shouted, "The vicious dog isn't dead yet, we need another stone drum!" He then tossed the drum into the air, and just as it was about to fall onto the door, everyone shouted in unison.He wrapped his arms around the stone drum and slammed it onto the door panel. The door panel now weighed over a thousand jin (approximately 500 catties), and although seven men shared the load, their bones were on the verge of breaking. Yu Chaofeng cried out, "Good sir, spare my life! Quickly bring out the silver!" Hu Fei said, "What? You want me to bring out the silver?" Yu Chaofeng, thin and weak, was already panting heavily under the weight and hurriedly said, "No...no...I'm asking the pawnshop to bring out the silver." Seeing the perilous situation, the pawnshop's clerks had no choice but to bring out bundles of silver, one hundred taels each, sixty bundles in total. Hu Fei piled the silver onto the door panel and said, "Six vicious dogs are worth six thousand taels, and what about the pawnshop clerk? Is a dignified hero, a high-ranking pawnshop clerk, less valuable than a vicious dog? He should be worth at least three thousand taels." "This six thousand taels of silver weighs over three hundred and seventy catties, and it's pressing down on the door panel, making it even harder for the seven men below to withstand. Just then, someone outside shouted, 'Which bastard has the guts to cause trouble at Master Feng's shop?' The crowd parted, and two men rushed in. Both were tall and imposing, dressed in black clothes with closely spaced white buttons, like martial arts instructors. Hu Fei moved swiftly, appearing behind them, grabbing one by each neck. The two men were guards from the Hero Pawnshop, idly gambling in the casino. Hearing the commotion in the pawnshop, they rushed back, only to be grabbed by the back of the neck before they could even see their opponents clearly. Hu Fei flicked his wrists, and seven or eight dominoes fell from one of them, while two dice fell from the other's hand. Hu Fei laughed, 'Good, so you're two gambling addicts!'" "He slammed the two men head-on against the door with two loud thuds. Although these two guards were mediocre martial arts practitioners, their weight was three times that of a full pound. The door added another four hundred pounds, making the seven people below unable to even groan. The pawnshop manager, fearing someone might die, hurriedly ordered his clerk to bring out another three thousand taels of silver, bowing and scraping to Hu Fei, saying flattering things, wondering to himself, 'Why doesn't Master Feng come to handle this personally?' Hu Fei had ordered a dog to be cooked in the restaurant, and now he was acting as a human at the pawnshop, intending to provoke Feng Tiannan out. Ever since his encounter with danger at the Iron Hall of Shangjia Fortress when he was young, he had acted with extreme caution, thinking that since Feng Tiannan was known as the 'Southern Tyrant,' his home was probably even more powerful than Shangjia Fortress. As the saying goes, 'A powerful dragon doesn't fight a local snake.'" "If we go to his door to make things difficult, we might fall into his trap. That's why we first made a scene at the restaurant, then at the pawnshop. But Feng Tiannan never showed up, which was quite unexpected. When he saw another three thousand taels of silver being moved, he shook his head and said, 'Put it all on the door panel.' The shop assistants knew that putting it on would add another 180 or 190 jin, but they dared not disobey and could only gently put it on, one bundle at a time. Hu Fei shouted, 'Is this pawnshop run by the emperor? How can you do things like this?' The head manager smiled and said, 'No, no. Is there anything else you need, sir?' Hu Fei said, 'Don't you have a pawn ticket?' The head manager thought to himself that these six servants were thick-skinned and tough. They could hold it for a while, but Yu Chaofeng would probably be dead in the blink of an eye. He shouted repeatedly, 'I'll write a pawn ticket!'" The clerk at the counter, unsure how to begin, finally wrote, seeing the head manager's insistence, "Six servants of the Feng family and one clerk, Yu Chaofeng, are being held here. Their skin is torn and their flesh is mangled, their limbs are missing. They are pawned for nine thousand taels of pure silver. The annual interest rate is two percent. Redemption is based on this pawn ticket. Damage caused by insects, ants, rats, or fire is to be left to fate. No disputes are allowed. The pawn is forfeited after three years." It turned out that the rule in pawnshops was that even if you pawned something brand new and intact, they would still write "damaged and mangled" to avoid disputes at the time of redemption. Pawning living people was unprecedented. The clerk, used to this practice, added the eight-character description "torn and mangled, limbs missing." The head manager respectfully handed over the pawn ticket, which Hu Fei accepted with a smile. He then picked up two martial arts instructors and shouted, "Take down the stone drum!" The two martial arts masters, still feeling dizzy and lightheaded, knew they weren't strong enough to carry one stone drum each, so they had to work together to lift them down one by one. Hu Fei said, "Alright, let's go check out the gambling den. You two strong men, carry the stake and follow me." The two martial arts masters, completely subdued by him, carried the stone drum, nine thousand taels of silver, one in front and one behind, following behind Hu Fei. The onlookers, seeing him win against the largest pawnshop in Foshan Town with his bare hands, were all overjoyed. However, fearing Master Feng's displeasure, they dared not approach him to speak. Hearing that he was going to cause a ruckus at the gambling den, everyone's spirits soared, and more and more people followed behind. The gambling den was located in a dilapidated temple at the head of Foshan Town, with the words "Heroes' Guild Hall" written on the gate. With four large characters, Hu Fei strode through the door and saw a large, dark crowd gathered in the main hall, playing dice and betting on big or small. The gambling master, with thick eyebrows and large eyes, wore a famous silk shirt and trousers from Foshan Town, his chest bare, revealing two long, dark tufts of hair. Seeing Hu Fei enter, followed by two martial arts instructors carrying a large wooden board with nearly a hundred taels of silver on it, he was startled and called out, "Snake-Skin Zhang, what are you doing?" The martial arts instructor surnamed Zhang gestured with his lip and said, "This valiant gentleman wants to play a game." The gambling master, hearing Snake-Skin Zhang's respectful tone, knew that Master Feng had many connections, and this young man was likely a friend of the old man. He thought, "Good, you've brought silver to our establishment. A restaurant owner isn't afraid of big eaters, and a gambling den owner isn't afraid of a rich man bringing two more wooden boards." He grinned and said, "Friend, what is your name? Please have a seat." Hu Fei sat down casually and said, "My surname is Ba, and my given name is Feng Mao." The gambler was taken aback, thinking, "Ah, you're deliberately trying to make things difficult for us." He picked up the dice cup, shook it, and put it back on the table. Dozens of gamblers around him placed their bets, some on "big," some on "small." Hu Fei intentionally wanted to delay, waiting for Feng Tiannan to come out in person so he could challenge him. He sat there smiling, not placing any bets. The gambler then revealed the dice cup; the three dice showed a total of eleven. Those who bet on "big" cheered, while those who bet on "small" were dejected. The gambler revealed the dice three times in a row, all showing "big." Hu Fei thought, "Nine out of ten gambles are rigged. Since Feng Tiannan is so ruthless, his casino must have many tricks up its sleeve. I'll find out the flaws and make a scene." He immediately focused on the dice cup, listening intently to the sound of the dice falling, trying to determine if they were filled with lead. After listening for a while, he found the dice to be unremarkable. He had practiced the art of listening to the wind when throwing hidden weapons, possessing extremely keen hearing. Even in the dark, if a hidden weapon attacked, he could immediately discern its direction, type, and force from the sound. Even a master like Zhao Banshan, upon hearing a hidden weapon strike behind him in Shangjia Fort, immediately guessed that the attacker was a disciple of Master Buyi of Shaolin Temple on Mount Song. His skill in listening to the wind when throwing hidden weapons was exceptional. Although Hu Fei's hearing was not quite as good as Zhao Banshan's, after listening for a while, he had already discerned the numbers on the three dice that were pointing upwards. To know... The dice have six sides, each with a different number of dots. The sound when the one-dot side lands is slightly different from the six-dot side. Although the difference is extremely subtle, it is easily discernible to those with profound internal strength and excellent skills in concealed weapons. Hu Fei had him play a few more rounds, and after confirming that there were no discrepancies, he smiled and asked, "Bao Guan, is there a limit to the bets?" Bao Guan shouted, "Everyone in Guangdong knows that Nan Batian's casinos never have a limit on bets, otherwise, how could it be called the Hero's Club?" Hu Fei smiled slightly, gave a thumbs-up, and said, "Indeed, if there were a limit, wouldn't it become the Bear's Club?" Hearing the dice land with a sixteen, he turned around and called out, "Snake Skin Zhang, bet one thousand taels on 'Big'." "Although the official had been in the gambling den for decades, he still couldn't tell whether the dice would land big or small until the dice cup was opened. Seeing that Hu Fei had bet a thousand taels, he was taken aback. When the cup was opened, he saw two sixes and one four, and his face turned pale. He immediately bet a thousand taels on his subordinate. The next dice were shaken, making a discrepancy that Hu Fei couldn't understand. He didn't stop, and the result was an eight. He then bet two thousand taels on 'small,' and when the cup was opened again, it was indeed four 'small.' After only five or six bets, the gambling den had already lost eleven thousand taels. The official, his hands sweating, raised the dice cup and shook it violently. Hu Fei understood. The cup showed fourteen points. He said, 'Snake-skin Zhang, bet all twenty thousand taels on 'big'!'" Two martial arts instructors carried the silver coins from the door panel onto the table one by one. Bao Guan lifted one side of the dice cup, glanced at it, and saw that the dice totaled fourteen. He was incredibly nimble; with a light push of his little finger against the edge of the cup, the edge touched the dice, and a six-point die flipped over, turning fourteen into nine—that was "small." This technique, if not honed through decades of hard work, could not be mastered; compared to martial arts, it was an extremely powerful move. Seeing that he was completely unaware, Bao Guan thought he had the upper hand this time and said smugly, "Everyone, place your bets!" Hu Fei pushed a large pile of silver coins onto the center of the table with his left hand and said, "Here is twenty thousand taels of silver; if it's 'small,' you can have it all." Bao Guan shouted, "Good! Good! I'll eat it!" He lifted the cup and couldn't help but open his mouth wide, seeing that the three dice totaled twelve. The gamblers had long since stopped betting, staring at the dozens of silver coins on the table, all breathless with excitement. Suddenly, the winning number was "Big," and they exclaimed in unison, "Ah!" Their voices were a mixture of astonishment and envy. They had never witnessed such a high-stakes gamble in their lives. Hu Fei laughed heartily, lifting one foot onto the stool and shouting, "Twenty thousand taels of silver, pay it back quickly!" It turned out that although Bao Guan was quick in his cheating, he couldn't escape Hu Fei's notice. Although he couldn't see how Bao Guan had manipulated the game, he was certain that the three dice had been changed from "Big" to "Small." He pushed with his left hand...As he moved the silver, he reached under the table with his right hand and flicked the bottom of the cup lightly across the surface. The three dice originally had one three, one one, and one five, totaling nine points. His flick was perfectly timed. All three dice flipped over, becoming four, six, and two, making a total of twelve points, a "big". Bao Guan's face turned ashen. He slammed his hand on the table with a bang and shouted, "Snake-skin Zhang, what kind of person is this, coming to Master Feng's place to cause trouble?" Snake-skin Zhang, with a mournful face, said, "I...I...I don't know either." Hu Fei said, "Pay up, pay up! Twenty thousand taels of silver! Master has won enough, I'm stopping gambling!" Bao Guan slammed his hand on the table again and cursed, "Brother, you're cheating! Do you think I don't know?" Although Hu Fei didn't understand his curses, he guessed they weren't nice. He laughed and said, "Fine, you like slamming the table, we can bet on slamming the table!" He slammed his right hand on the corner of the table, and the corner fell off. Then, with his left hand, he bent the other corner off and it fell to the ground. This amazing martial arts skill was displayed. Bao Guan, no longer daring to be fierce, suddenly kicked out, trying to overturn the table and slip away in the chaos. Several thugs and gamblers joined in the commotion, shouting, "Robbery!" Hu Fei stretched out his right hand, caught Bao Guan's kick, lifted him upside down, and slammed his head against the table. The force was immense; the table instantly shattered a hole in Bao Guan's forehead, his head lolling beneath it, while his upper body remained upside down, flailing his arms and legs wildly—a truly bizarre sight. The gamblers cried out in alarm and scattered. Suddenly, a young man, around twenty years old, dressed in a blue silk robe, rushed in through the main door, waving a folding fan in his right hand. He called out, "Which good friend has graced us with their presence? I have not been able to greet you properly; please forgive me!" Hu Fei, seeing the man's light and agile movements and spirited appearance, realized he was clearly skilled in martial arts and was slightly taken aback. The young man closed his folding fan, bowed to Hu Fei, and said, "What is your honorable name, esteemed brother?" Hu Fei, seeing his polite manner, returned the bow and said, "May I ask your honorable name?" The young man replied, "My surname is Feng." Hu Fei's eyebrows shot up, and he laughed heartily, "If you address me like that, my name will be disrespectful. My surname is Ba, and my given name is Feng Mao. How do you address me, esteemed brother, and Feng Tiannan?" The young man said, "That is my father. My father heard of your arrival and should have come to greet you personally, but unfortunately..." "I have urgent business to attend to, so I specially sent my underlings to humbly invite you to my humble abode for a cup of wine." He turned to the two guards of the Hero Pawnshop and shouted, "It must be because you were disrespectful to Master Ba that you angered him. Apologize now!" The two guards bowed repeatedly and said, "We were blind and did not recognize your greatness." Hu Fei sneered slightly, thinking, "Look at the mystery you're playing." Bao Guan's head was stuck on the gambling table, his legs flailing wildly, shouting. The young man grabbed his back, gently lifted him up, and turned him over. The table was still attached to his neck, but the four legs were pointing to the sky, like a large yoke around his neck. Bao Guan held the table with both hands, looking truly ridiculous and pathetic. He said to the young man, "Sir, you've come at the right time, he... he..." He looked at Hu Fei but dared not continue. Hu Fei said, "If you're not going to gamble anymore, that's fine too. But what about the money I won? Is Hero's Guild trying to renege on its debt?" The young man cursed at the gambling guild master, "How much silver did you win, Master? Hurry up and give it to me! What are you dawdling for?" As he spoke, he grabbed the two corners of the betting table, and with a snap, the tabletop was torn in two. This move was incredibly clean and efficient, and everyone in the gambling house cheered. With his young master backing him up, Bao Guan grew bolder and glared fiercely at Hu Fei, saying, "This man is cheating." The young man retorted, "Nonsense! He's a hero. How could he be cheating? Does the brothel have enough money? If not, quickly send someone to the pawnshop." Hu Fei didn't understand what "cheating" meant, but he figured it probably meant "deception and fraud." He thought, "This young man is skilled in martial arts and acts responsibly. I can't be careless." The young man said, "I would never dare to shortchange you by even a penny. These petty people are narrow-minded and have never seen the true spirit of a hero. You don't need to pay them any mind. Now, please move to my humble abode." He knew that "Pulling Phoenix Feathers" was not his real name and that he was deliberately trying to cause trouble for the Feng family, but he still addressed him as "Pulling Phoenix Feathers" without any concern. Hu Fei said, "There are too many phoenixes here. May I ask your honorable title, sir?" The young man seemed oblivious to the sarcasm in his words and repeatedly replied, "I dare not, I dare not. My name is Yiming." Hu Fei said, "I'm getting carried away with gambling and want to play here for a few more hours. Why don't you invite your father to meet me here?" Upon hearing that he wanted to gamble again, the official turned pale with fright and hurriedly said, "No, no..." Feng Yiming's face darkened, and he scolded, "We're talking, why are you interrupting?" He turned to Hu Fei and said with a forced smile, "My father never dares to be disrespectful to his friends. He was overjoyed to hear that you, sir, had graced Foshan with your presence and wished he could come and see you immediately. However, two imperial guards have arrived from the capital today, and my father must accompany them. He is truly unable to attend to them. Please forgive him, sir." Fei sneered and said, "Imperial bodyguard, indeed a high-ranking official. Brother Yiming, I have a nickname in the martial arts world, you must know it." Feng Yiming was muttering to himself, "I wonder what this person's real name is. If I could find out a bit about him, dealing with him would be much easier." Hearing him mention his nickname, he hurriedly said, "I am ignorant, please tell me, Master." Hu Fei snorted and said, "You are a martial arts person, how come you don't even know the famous 'Killing Officials, Beating Clerks, and Plucking Phoenix Feathers'?" Feng Yiming was taken aback and said, "You flatter me." Hu Fei suddenly stretched out his left hand, grabbed his collar, and shouted, "Hey, what audacity! How dare you eat a piece of my phoenix meat?" Feng Yiming could no longer hold back, his right hand made a palm strike, and his left hand grabbed his wrist. Hu Fei's hand moved with lightning speed, catching Feng Yiming completely off guard. With a sharp crack, Feng Yiming received a slap to the left cheek. Hu Fei then grabbed Feng Yiming's right hand and shouted, "Give me back my Phoenix Meat!" Feng Yiming, with his family's martial arts background, was surprisingly skilled. He felt as if his right palm had been caught in a pair of iron pincers, his bones threatening to shatter. He quickly raised his right foot to kick Hu Fei in the abdomen, but Hu Fei raised his foot and stomped down, landing squarely on Feng Yiming's instep. Feng Yiming felt as if he had been struck by a hammer, and couldn't help but cry out, "Ah!" Hu Fei then retaliated with his left hand, striking Feng Yiming's right cheek, leaving both cheeks red and swollen like pig's liver. Hu Fei shouted, "Listen up, my friends! I traveled all the way from the north to Foshan to buy a piece of phoenix meat from Brother Chui A Si, only to have this scoundrel steal it and eat it all! Tell me, shouldn't he be punished?" The people in the gambling den exchanged glances, not daring to speak, all knowing he was avenging the death of Chui Xiao San. Feng Yiming was pinned down, one foot and one hand held, completely immobilized. Suddenly, an old man emerged from the crowd, holding a short pipe. He was the head manager of the Hero Pawnshop. Hu Fei had forced him out of nine thousand taels of silver, and he wasn't about to give up. He had ordered someone to urgently report to Feng Tiannan while secretly following him to the Hero's Guild to observe his movements. Seeing his young master being tortured, he hurriedly stepped forward, smiling obsequiously, "Good sir, this is Master Feng's only beloved son. Master Feng treats him like his own life. Good sir, if you need silver, just give the order," and "Please release our young master quickly." "Hu Fei said, 'Who told him to steal my phoenix meat? He's Master Feng's only son, so how can he steal other people's things?' The head manager laughed, 'Good sir, you flatter me. There's no such thing as phoenix meat in the world. Even if there were, our young master would never steal it.' Hu Fei shouted, 'This phoenix meat is a great tonic, truly priceless. Once you eat it, your face will immediately turn red and you'll become fat. Look, everyone, isn't his face redder and fatter than usual? And you still say you didn't steal my phoenix meat?' The head manager smiled obsequiously, 'This is from the good sir's beating, it has nothing to do with the phoenix meat.' Hu Fei said, 'Everyone, let's judge, did this kid steal my phoenix meat?' Half of the people who mingled in the casino were Feng Tiannan's men, and the other half were either thugs or children of impoverished families. Everyone feared Feng Tiannan's power, and when Hu Fei asked this, they all chimed in, 'We didn't see any phoenix meat.'" "Master Feng would never steal your food." "Master Feng's mansion has plenty of things, how could he steal from others?" "What a joke!" "Hero, let him go quickly, don't cause a big problem." Hu Fei said, "Alright, you all say he didn't steal the food, so how can I deny it? Let's go to the Beidi Temple to settle this." Everyone was stunned, immediately remembering the incident of Sister-in-law Hammer cutting open her son's abdomen at the Beidi Temple. The head manager was secretly shocked, thinking, "Once we get to the Beidi Temple, things will get out of control." He kept bowing and scraping to Hu Fei, saying, "Hero, you are right, we were all wrong. The young master ate your phoenix meat, so whatever you want to compensate him for, you can do." Hu Fei sneered, "You make it sound so easy." "Everyone here is dissatisfied. If we don't settle this at the Beidi Temple, how can I ever face anyone again?" With that, he grabbed Feng Yiming under his arm, abandoned the silver, and strode out of the casino. He asked a passerby for directions and headed straight for the Beidi Temple. The Beidi Temple was magnificent, a huge shrine. In the courtyard was a large pond with stone turtles and snakes coiled proudly within. Hu Fei pulled Feng Yiming to the main hall, where he saw bloodstains on the stone slab of the statue. Remembering the horrific tragedy of Hammer Fourth Sister being forced to disembowel her son, a surge of anger welled up within him. He shoved Feng Yiming to the ground, looked up at the Beidi statue, and loudly proclaimed, "Beidi, Beidi! Your divine power is mighty! You have avenged the grievances of the common people! This scoundrel!""He stole my phoenix meat, but everyone else says he didn't..." Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a whooshing sound behind him, and two people attacked from both sides. He ducked and shrank back, and the two men missed their target. He pushed them both on the back with both hands, and with a bang, the two men collided face to face and were instantly knocked unconscious. He heard a loud roar and another man pounce. Hu Fei heard his heavy footsteps and fierce momentum, and thought, "This man's skills are not weak either." He moved to the side and took advantage of the momentum. A flash of light appeared, and a fat, burly man like a water buffalo swept past him, his sword aimed at Feng Yiming's head. Fortunately, his martial arts were not low. In the critical moment, he deflected the sword, and the blade struck the blue bricks on the ground, sending brick fragments flying. Hu Fei exclaimed, "Excellent!" Hu Fei extended his left foot, already stepping on the man's elbow. The burly man roared and dropped his knife. Hu Fei flicked his right foot, sending the knife flying, which he caught effortlessly, laughing, "I was just worried about not having a knife to cut open his stomach, and you've come all this way to deliver one. I'm truly grateful." The burly man was furious and struggled violently. Hu Fei loosened his left leg, and the man flipped over and leaped into the air; it turned out this man possessed extraordinary strength. He pushed off with his right foot, his ten fingers like hooks, lunging at Hu Fei in mid-air. Hu Fei spun around, already behind him, his left hand on the man's fat buttocks, using the momentum to push him away, shouting, "Go to heaven!" "This leap was largely due to the burly man's own momentum. The man, unable to control himself, flew upwards, and amidst the shouts of the onlookers, he was about to burst through the temple roof. He quickly stretched out his hands and grabbed the central beam of the hall, managing not to smash his head, but he was now hanging in mid-air, looking down at the ground several feet above him. He hadn't practiced lightness skills, and being heavy, although his external martial arts were not weak, he dared not jump down. This burly man was ranked third in the Five Tigers Sect, a powerful assistant to Feng Tiannan, feared by everyone in Foshan Town. Now, hanging on the beam, unable to go up or down, he was in a very sorry state. Hu Fei grabbed Feng Yiming's collar, pulled it upwards, and with a hiss, revealed his belly. He held the blade across and shouted to the crowd crammed into the hall: 'Whether he ate phoenix meat or not, everyone open your eyes wide and see clearly, don't say I wronged an innocent man.'" "Four or five men who looked like local gentry came over to persuade him, saying, 'Good sir, please have mercy. If you cut open the belly, the person will be beyond saving, and that would be terrible.' Hu Fei thought to himself, 'These people are acting suspiciously; they must be in cahoots with Feng Tiannan.' He turned around and shouted angrily, 'Sisao cut open her child's belly, so why don't you persuade the rich kid that life is more valuable than the poor kid's? Go home now and each of you bring one of your sons here. If you don't, I'll go looking for them myself. If my phoenix meat wasn't eaten by him, then it was eaten by your sons. I'll cut open each of you and find out the truth.'" These few words terrified the local gentry so much that he dared not utter another word. Just then, a commotion erupted outside the temple gate, and a group of people rushed in. The first man was tall and imposing, wearing a bronze-colored satin robe. With a swift movement of his hands, seven or eight people in the main hall were thrown several feet to either side. Seeing his imposing presence and such ruthless methods, Hu Fei thought, "Ah, the perfect one has finally arrived." His gaze swept over the man from head to toe and back again. He had a small, white mustache on his upper lip, appeared to be around fifty years old, wore a jade pot on his right wrist, and held a jade snuff bottle in his left hand. He looked every bit the pampered gentry, not at all like a martial arts tyrant dividing loot. However, his steady gait and piercing eyes suggested he was highly skilled in martial arts. This man was none other than Nan Batian Feng Tiannan, the leader of the Five Tigers Sect. He was having a banquet with two guards from the capital in his residence when he heard the servants... A messenger reported that someone was causing trouble in the restaurant, pawnshop, and gambling den. Not wanting to lose face in front of the imperial guards, he ignored it, thinking his men could easily handle such a minor matter. Only when he heard that his son had been captured and taken to the Northern Emperor's Temple to be disemboweled did he rush over. He assumed it was a formidable enemy seeking revenge, but upon seeing Hu Fei, he found him to be a complete stranger, a country boy. Without a word, he bent down to help his son up. Hu Fei thought, "This old man is so arrogant, treating me like I'm nothing." As he bent down, Hu Fei struck at Feng Tiannan's waist with a palm strike. Feng Tiannan didn't turn around; instead, he parried with his left hand. Hu Fei exerted his strength, and with a snap, their palms collided. Feng Tiannan staggered, nearly falling onto his son, realizing that this country boy was a formidable opponent. Forgetting to help his son, he threw a powerful right punch at Hu Fei's waist. Seeing his swift change of attack and the wind-like speed of his punch, Hu Fei recognized him as a master and swung his knife down at Feng Tiannan's fist. Although the strike was fierce, Feng Tiannan could easily have dodged it with a simple pull. However, with Feng Yiming lying on the ground, while he could easily avoid it, his son would suffer the blow. In this critical moment, his reaction was surprisingly quick; he pulled the tablecloth from in front of the altar, causing it to roll back and deflect the knife. Hu Fei exclaimed, "Good!" "His left hand reached out and grabbed one end of the tablecloth. The two pulled outwards simultaneously, and with a snap, the tablecloth broke in two. At this moment, Feng Tiannan no longer had any intention of underesti

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