"ENOUGH!" .net
At that moment, Elder Chen Bai, who had been silently enduring the ridiculous spectacle from the back, finally snapped.
Watching his Chen family's honor being dragged through the filth in front of his eyes?
That was a line no one crossed and lived to tell about.
Boom!
His aura erupted like a raging volcano, filling the auction hall with suffocating pressure.
Every glass in the room shattered, sending shards flying through the air.
"!"
The entire hall was frozen in place, wide-eyed, as the old man's killing intent swept over them like a tidal wave.
"Shit..." someone muttered in the back, ducking behind his chair.
Chen Bai's face was a mask of pure fury as he leaped onto the stage, his robes fluttering like the wings of an angry god.
Smash!
One of the stage's pillars cracked under his aura, crumbling to dust.
"Ah—!?"
Jiang Yueqing, the poor auctioneer caught in the storm, stumbled back, her face pale as death itself.
With a blur of motion, Chen Bai shot towards the crowd, zeroing in on the source of the loudest jeers.
A rough-looking man who had just insulted him barely had time to blink before
SLAP!
Chen Bai's hand smashed across his face like a meteor striking the earth.
The man's head twisted, snapping clean off as his body crumpled lifelessly to the floor.
The crowd gasped in horror.
"Y-You can't just—" Another voice piped up, but— WHAM!— Chen Bai's palm struck him like a thunderbolt, sending him flying into the wall with a sickening crunch.
Splurt! Splurt! Splurt!
"T-thank you..." Jiang Yueqing's soft, flustered voice interrupted the rising tension.
She stood at the edge of the stage, her face flushed as she looked up at the figure who had saved her from being swept away by Chen Bai's violent aura.
All eyes followed her gaze, and the attention of the entire hall shifted to the tall, imposing figure now standing calmly beside her.
The man's presence demanded attention: handsome, exuding confidence, and dressed sharply in a tang suit that screamed elegance with just a hint of danger.
Everyone recognized him—the same man who had earlier waltzed into the hall flanked by three beauties.
The great Brother Zhang!
Ignoring the growing buzz around him, Zhang Wei flashed a casual smile at Jiang Yueqing, whose heart seemed to skip a beat at the sight of him.
But before she could muster any words, he turned away, focusing on the fuming Elder Chen Bai.
"You old fart," Zhang Wei began, "Not only did you just kill two of my men, but now you have the audacity to threaten my disciple? First, you protect that coward Long Tian—an arrogant bastard who breaks martial arts ethics by attacking defenseless women—and now you're killing innocent people like it's nothing? And here I thought you had at least a shred of dignity left."
The crowd collectively gasped, and several people looked at each other, murmuring, as Zhang Wei stood there like a righteous hero.
The absurdity of the situation didn't seem to phase him one bit, his smile never faltering.
He had expertly turned the tables on Chen Bai, flipping the narrative in his favor.
And the best part? No one seemed to realize how full of shit he was.
"Fuckin' hell, he's right!" someone in the crowd shouted, their voice filled with indignation.
"Martial artists are supposed to have some fuckin' standards! We can't let people like Chen Bai act like tyrants!" another man chimed in, his tone angry.
"Old fart can't handle a little truth!" someone else added, laughing loudly.
The hall was buzzing with outrage, and Zhang Wei, standing at the eye of the storm, looked perfectly content.
He raised his hand, silencing the crowd momentarily. "The only reason martial artists are respected is because we follow a code. Without it, we're just thugs with swords. And what has Elder Chen Bai done today? He's acted like nothing but a brute, shielding a criminal and murdering innocents. This isn't the honor of the Chen family—it's the disgrace of it!"
Tang Lifen whispered to herself in disbelief, shaking her head. "He's actually bullshiting again..."
Chen Bai, trembling with rage, pointed a shaking finger at Zhang Wei. "You... you dare! How dare you speak to me like this, you insolent bastard!"
Zhang Wei smirked, completely unbothered. "Oh, I dare, old man. And if you don't shut your mouth, I'll dare to kick your ass across this entire hall. Or are you too scared to fight someone your own size?"
"Fucking hell!" someone from the back howled.
"Old man's about to stroke out!" another voice shouted, causing more laughter to ripple through the hall.