Chapter 283: Slap to Death!
The hall fell into a dead silence. Everyone watched Mr. Xiao lying on the ground, their minds reeling.
How could someone as strong as Mr. Xiao be so severely injured by a single punch from Lin Mu? One of his arms appeared to have been completely destroyed, with shards of bone piercing through his shoulder.
Lin Mu approached Mr. Xiao step by step, his expression impassive, his gaze indifferent. It was as if he were looking at a corpse.
"You... what are you going to do?" An inexplicable fear began to creep into Mr. Xiao. He could sense the killing intent rolling off Lin Mu.
"What am I going to do?" Lin Mu stood over him, looking down with a grin. "Didn’t you say you were going to teach me a lesson? What now?"
Mr. Xiao’s face flushed with shame, feeling utterly humiliated.
"Kid, what are you so proud of? Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you defeated me?" Enduring the excruciating pain in his arm, Mr. Xiao glared at Lin Mu. "Let me tell you, you are a dead man today!"
Lin Mu slowly shook his head. "I don’t know if I’m going to die, but I know you are."
"You dare kill me?" Mr. Xiao’s eyes widened as if he had heard something inconceivable, and he laughed with fury. "Kid, let me spell it out for you: you don’t have the guts to kill me!"
"Sigh. People like you..." Lin Mu shook his head with a sigh. "You always think you’re superior to everyone else, that you can look down on the world. You believe your distinguished status means no one would dare to touch you."
"But have you ever considered that there is always someone stronger? That there are heavens beyond the one you see? What do you truly amount to?"
Mr. Xiao scoffed. "What’s the use of saying all that? I am a member of the Fire Cloud Sect. If you dare to kill me..."
SPLAT!
Before he could finish, a foot kicked him squarely in the head, causing it to explode. Blood and brain matter splattered across the floor.
Many people recoiled in shock. Fang Fei let out a terrified scream, her face turning pale.
"I forgot to tell you, there’s no one I don’t dare to kill," Lin Mu said without a single glance at Mr. Xiao’s corpse. He turned his gaze to Fang Cheng and smiled. "And another thing—I really can do as I please."
Feeling Lin Mu’s stare, Fang Cheng shuddered involuntarily.
"You... you killed Mr. Xiao?!" Even now, Fang Cheng couldn’t believe Mr. Xiao was dead. "He was from the Fire Cloud Sect! You’ve killed him! There’s no way you’ll survive this!" Fang Cheng pointed at Lin Mu, his eyes burning with venomous hatred.
"What? You want to avenge him?" Lin Mu gave a cold smile. "You can’t even save yourself right now, yet you’re worried about others?"
Fang Cheng’s expression changed. Indeed. Now that Lin Mu had killed Mr. Xiao, who was left to stop him? At this thought, his expression darkened further.
"Dad, what do we do now?" Fang Fei’s face was a mask of anxiety. The person she was waiting for had yet to arrive, and if he didn’t come soon, no one could stop Lin Mu.
"Miss Fang, don’t worry. Leave this man to me!" Fan Shuai, who had been sitting nearby, grasped Fang Fei’s hand. "This man killed my martial brother, making a mortal enemy of our Fire Cloud Sect. He will surely die!"
When Fan Shuai grabbed her hand, Fang Fei only struggled for a moment before her face filled with despair. "But... no one can stop him right now. What if he really kills us?"
Fan Shuai suddenly smiled. "Don’t worry, he wouldn’t dare."
He then retrieved a wooden token from his robes, on which was carved the image of a fiery cloud.
"Because I am the Young Sect Master of the Fire Cloud Sect!"
At these words, not just Fang Fei, but even Fang Cheng was stunned. The Young Sect Master of the Fire Cloud Sect? This was an incredibly esteemed status.
It was said that many years ago, the Sect Leader of the Fire Cloud Sect became a Martial Arts Grandmaster. He ranked thirty-seventh on the Heavenly List, his strength unfathomably profound. Most critically, his mastery of the Fire Cloud Palm Technique was said to be divine, capable of melting steel with a single strike! His only son was naturally held in the highest regard, whom no one would dare to touch.
At this realization, Fang Fei began to cry with joy. Feigning coyness, she clung to Fan Shuai’s arm and shook it. "Young Sect Master, you must save our Fang Family! If you kill this man, I... I’ll agree to anything you ask."
As she spoke the last words, Fang Fei shyly lowered her head, her pretty face blushing. The implication was obvious. This woman certainly knew how to use her assets.
Looking at the delicate, charming face before him, Fan Shuai felt a surge of excitement and blurted out, "Miss Fang, rest assured, this man will die today!"
Letting go of Fang Fei’s hand, Fan Shuai walked straight toward Lin Mu.
"Kid, now that you know who I am, aren’t you going to kneel and accept your death?" In his mind, Lin Mu would surely fall to his knees and beg for mercy. After all, he was the Young Sect Master of the Fire Cloud Sect, an ancient martial sect with a long history and countless experts. His father was a Martial Arts Grandmaster on the Heavenly List.
"If you want to play the hero and save the damsel, you should first know your own limits," Lin Mu shook his head indifferently, walking slowly toward Fan Shuai. "Otherwise, you’ll only end up harming yourself."
"Is that so?" Fan Shuai sneered. "I am determined to save the Fang Family. If you dare to make a move, then be prepared to face the wrath of my Fire Cloud Sect!"
"Why are there always so many self-righteous idiots in this world?" Lin Mu shook his head, looking every bit the villain.
"You dare call me an idiot? You’re courting death!" Enraged by the insult, Fan Shuai raised his hand and swung his palm toward Lin Mu’s face. "Kneel for me!"
He had no doubt that Lin Mu wouldn’t dare to fight back. His status spoke for itself.
However, to his and everyone else’s astonishment, Lin Mu made a move. Before the stunned eyes of Fang Cheng and the others, he also raised his palm and slapped back at Fan Shuai. Before Fan Shuai’s hand could even reach him, he felt a large hand descend with the speed of lightning.
"No!"
WHACK!
A head soared into the air, landing with a THUD right in front of Fang Fei.
The dignified Young Sect Master of the Fire Cloud Sect was killed with a single slap? His head sent flying from his shoulders?
This...
Fang Fei let out a bloodcurdling scream and staggered backward, her face a deathly white. Fang Cheng fared no better, his head buzzing as if it were about to explode. This Lin Mu was too ruthless!
"I can’t believe your Fang Family would hire such an idiot. Aren’t you afraid of the embarrassment?" Lin Mu said coolly as he walked toward Fang Cheng. "Now, we can properly settle the score between us."
Staring at that unnervingly calm face, Fang Cheng couldn’t help but swallow nervously.
"You, Lin! You’re the one who crippled my son and destroyed my Wanta Group! And now you have the nerve to talk about settling accounts? This is outrageous!" Fang Cheng gritted his teeth. "I admit you’re strong, but if you truly try to destroy my Fang Family, I guarantee you’ll regret it for the rest of your life!"
Lin Mu shook his head.
"You know better than anyone what your son is like. I could have let his bullying and strong-arming slide, but he dared to bring people to injure my brother and smash up my company. Everything before this was just a little interest."
Lin Mu’s voice turned cold. "Destroying your Fang Family is simply a reminder to the world: no one touches my brothers!"