"..."
"Actually, I can give you some good advice too."
Guang Long sneered.
"Wh-what advice?"
Uncle Li gritted his teeth, a bad premonition rising in his heart.
"Since you can't afford the protection fees anymore, why not just pack up and leave? If you don't want to stay here, there are plenty who'd gladly pay me instead."
"Guang Long, have you no humanity left?!"
Hearing these words, Uncle Li could no longer restrain himself and lunged at the man. Even a clay figurine has a temper, let alone a human being.
"Whether I'm human or not isn't your concern. But if you still don't pay up..."
"Neither you nor your woman will leave here alive."
With a cold snort, Guang Long casually shoved him aside, sending the older man crashing heavily to the ground as easily as crushing an ant.
Around him, two Soul Rings materialized—one white, one yellow—marking him unmistakably as a Grand Soul Master. His two lackeys similarly released two Soul Rings each, making three Grand Soul Masters in total.
"Uncle Li—"
"How could you do this?!"
Xie Xie clenched his teeth as a Light Dragon Dagger materialized in his hand, a yellow Soul Ring shimmering brightly beside him.
"Oh? Another one? Paid your protection fees yet?... Ugh, just a bunch of brats."
Hearing Xie Xie's voice, Guang Long's attention immediately shifted to him before scanning Tang Luochuan's group with disinterest.
"But surely you're not... planning to play hero for this old fool and judge me?"
"Ahahahahaha!"
Guang Long burst into laughter, his two lackeys joining in as if they'd heard the funniest joke—who'd dare challenge their boss?
"..."
Tang Luochuan remained silent, merely wondering whether a single punch might explode this bastard's head.
Wang Jinxi's group beside him stayed equally quiet, though their faces burned with barely contained fury. The capable govern the world; the weak focus on self-preservation.
They certainly weren't powerhouses, but that didn't mean they'd stand by watching bullies prey on the helpless.
Especially when facing some lowlife whose strength barely matched theirs yet still acted so arrogantly!
"Kids, get out of here!"
"Xie Xie, take your friends and run! You can't possibly beat them!"
Uncle Li grabbed Xie Xie's arm urgently, his face etched with concern. He could endure misfortune, but not these children.
"Uncle Li..."
"Trust us."
Xie Xie shook his head firmly.
Just a Grand Soul Master—perhaps he couldn't win alone, but whether it was Wang Jinxi's trio, Sister Gu Yue, or their leader...
They'd send this guy crawling away with broken teeth!
"But he's really—"
Uncle Li's eyes clouded with worry, his heart heavy. Many others shared his sentiment—nearly every vendor on this food street suffered under Guang Long's "protection."
True, he was a Grand Soul Master, but that wasn't what made him untouchable. Otherwise, other powerful Soul Masters would have stopped his tyranny long ago.
The real problem was his elder brother Guang Biao—a 62nd-level Soul Emperor and Purple-level Mecha Master from Donghai City's Mecha Association!
Such an existence stood at the pinnacle of Donghai City's power hierarchy.
Especially since the other party hadn't even reached 40 years old yet, with the potential to break through to Soul Sage in the future and become a Black-level Mecha Pilot. Such an existence was not someone to be trifled with.
"You're just Soul Masters at best, so don't cause trouble in front of me..."
"You talk too much."
Guang Long still wanted to say more, but Tang Luochuan had no intention of listening further. He suddenly stood up and charged fiercely toward the other party.
He had come out to have a meal with Gu Yue, not to listen to this guy's nonsense.
"Oh?"
"How brave."
Guang Long was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter, his eyes filled with mockery. This kid was just too impulsive.
As a renowned expert of his generation, how could a mere child possibly defeat him?
"Still want to fight our boss?"
"Little brat..."
The two lackeys sneered, their two white Soul Rings gleaming brightly. Just a kid—if he could defeat them, they'd eat upside down...
"Pfft—"
But the next moment, under Tang Luochuan's bare-handed assault, the two had no ability to resist. With just one encounter, they were sent flying, vomiting blood violently.
"This..."
"No way."
"How are you two so useless? You can't even beat a trash Soul Master."
Witnessing the scene, Guang Long was momentarily speechless in shock.
He knew his two lackeys weren't strong, but he hadn't realized they were this weak.
If they couldn't even handle two kids, how were they supposed to help him collect protection money?
Or was this kid just too strong?
"..."
"Trash Soul Master..."
"Are you talking about our boss?"
Before Tang Luochuan could respond to such an evaluation, Wang Jinxi and the others couldn't hold back. Before the words even finished, a row of yellow Soul Rings suddenly appeared.
"..."
Guang Long fell silent.
He glanced down at his own white-and-yellow combination, then at the all-yellow lineup of the group before him, momentarily at a loss for words.
This made him look utterly pathetic.
"These are a bunch of..."
"Genius youths!"
Not just Guang Long, but even the shop owners along the snack street widened their eyes in astonishment at the group's strength.
"My goodness..."
"They're all Grand Soul Masters!"
Uncle Li was equally dumbfounded.
Kids these days...
Are they all this accomplished?
"Brother admits, brother might've gone a bit too far with the jokes just now, hahaha. How about this—as long as Old Li pays the protection fee by tomorrow, I'll pretend this never happened."
Realizing the severity of the situation, Guang Long reeled in his arrogance, laughing it off.
This didn't mean he was scared—in Guang Long's dictionary, the word "fear" didn't exist, because—
He couldn't even read!
But he wasn't stupid enough to fail to recognize that these kids were extraordinary. To possess the strength of Grand Soul Masters at such a young age... What was that saying Brother used?
Ah, right. These were truly heavenly dumplings.
As long as they didn't cross his bottom line, he wouldn't provoke these geniuses...
"You shameless bald jerk."
"If you keep spouting nonsense here, we'll really have to teach you some Reason."
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At that moment, Tang Wulin blinked, a forging hammer appearing in his hand out of nowhere as he said coldly.
He might not have the advantage of dual Soul Rings, but he had a heart that believed in reason!
"You bald freak..."
Hearing this, Guang Long's smiling face froze. He touched his completely hairless head, then twisted his expression into something vicious.
He hated nothing more...
than people making fun of his hair!
"Good, very good!"
"You've successfully crossed my line!"
"I admit you're all quite talented, but if you think that's enough to challenge your Grandpa Guang, you're still too green..."
"I am the number one Grand Soul Master in East Sea City!"
Guang Long's face was plastered with arrogance as he spoke furiously.
He had broken through to Grand Soul Master five years ago and was now a level 28 Grand Soul Master, one of the top figures in all of East Sea City—not to mention his elder brother was the captain of the Mecha Brigade.
Just a kid, where would he have the...
"Ironclad Dragon, manifest!"
"Slap—"
Yet, right before everyone's eyes, Tang Luochuan stared straight at Guang Long and suddenly swung his hand, delivering a resounding slap across the man's face.
"You..."
"You dare hit half my face..."
Clutching the struck side of his face, Guang Long looked utterly bewildered, the tail of his Ironclad Dragon Martial Soul swaying behind him as if he couldn't believe what had just happened.
And then, under the overwhelming pressure radiating from Tang Luochuan, his legs began trembling uncontrollably.
Fear.
This was fear stemming from the depths of his Martial Soul's bloodline.
"Slap—"
"How about now."
Tang Luochuan struck the other half of his face, smiling benevolently.
Now it wasn't just half a face anymore.
"You..."
"What kind of monster are you?"
Guang Long couldn't stop shaking, the terror from his Martial Soul rendering him incapable of mustering any will to fight, but he still couldn't help asking.
"Before answering that."
"Apologize to Uncle Li."
Tang Luochuan shook his head and said coldly.
"..."
"Apologize to him?"
"Pah!"
"I'd rather die than apologize to him..."
Hearing this, Guang Long snapped back to his senses, his face full of indignation. Who did they think he was? And who was Old Li? An apology? Not collecting protection fees from him was already mercy enough...
"Then."
"You can die."
Tang Luochuan could only nod, casually grabbing this trash who couldn't even activate his Martial Soul properly, and tossed him to Wu Lin.
"Wu Lin, do you remember what Brother said?"
"Since he refuses to listen to reason, we'll..."
"Remember! Beat him until he understands reason!"
Tang Wulin grinned and nodded, his Reason Hammer already thirsting for action.
"You brat, you dare lay a finger on me..."
"Ahhh no, you're actually hitting me?!"
Watching Tang Wulin approach with a hammer in hand, Guang Long's face twisted in disbelief.
"Sorry."
"But I'm about to start explaining reason to you."
Tang Wulin flashed a mysterious smile, and what followed was ten minutes of relentless suppression and beating.
"Stop, stop hitting me! My brother is Guang Biao..."
"I don't care if he's Guang Fat or Guang Thin."
"No, no, the Mecha Designer powerhouse Guang Biao..."
"Mecha Designer?"
"That brother of yours is a Mecha Designer?"
"My dad is a Mecha repairman and also a Mecha Designer. My Brother will become a great Mecha Designer in the future too. Our whole family will be Mecha Designers someday."
"Stop showing off!"
"To quote my Brother..."
"I'll make you fly!"
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