"No need to chase after them!"
Seeing that some of the Zhan Huang mercenaries wanted to pursue, Kuang Shi stopped them.
"Cold Edge, how are you doing?"
Kuang Shi glanced at Cold Edge, who was lying on the ground, quickly walked over, and helped him up, but at this time, Cold Edge had already passed out. His complexion was deathly pale, and blood kept seeping from two holes beneath his ribs. Fortunately, he was pressing down on them firmly; otherwise, he would have likely bled out long ago.
Kuang Shi hurriedly took out a small medicine bottle from his person, opened it, and sprinkled a pile of white powder on Cold Edge’s wounds. Suddenly, the bleeding stopped, and the wounds began to scab over quickly.
At that moment, Ye Yaxin, hearing that there was no longer any noise outside, opened the door of the villa and came out. She glanced at Cold Edge and asked Kuang Shi.
"Young Madam, rest assured, Cold Edge won’t die. You should go back and rest. We’ll handle the rest,"
Kuang Shi said with a deep voice.
Ye Yaxin’s gaze flickered, she nodded, and then walked back into the villa.
"Clean up these bodies, select thirty people to hide in the vicinity to protect Young Madam’s safety at all times, and wait for the Young Master’s return!"
Kuang Shi coldly ordered the group of Zhan Huang mercenaries.
The hundred Zhan Huang mercenaries nodded in unison.
Time slowly passed, and the night passed in silence.
A new day began, and by nearly noon, Xiao Yifeng returned to Tianhai with Qin Wanting and Tang Shengyi in tow.
"Miss Qin, I’m sorry for this inconvenience, taking you to the antique conference and ending up achieving nothing,"
Xiao Yifeng said to Qin Wanting, looking embarrassed.
"Mr. Xiao is too polite. My main purpose for going this time was just to look around and gain some experience; it wasn’t a big deal,"
Qin Wanting said with a smile.
"Alright, we’ll talk another time!"
Xiao Yifeng nodded, then parted ways with Qin Wanting and returned to Haitang Garden with Tang Shengyi.
But as soon as he approached the villa, Xiao Yifeng frowned slightly, sweeping his gaze around. Tang Shengyi, holding the Lightning Mink in her arms, said, "There are many people hidden here; are they your enemies again?"
Xiao Yifeng shook his head, stepped forward, and called out, "Come out!"
"We greet the War Emperor!"
Immediately, the mercenaries of the Zhan Huang Mercenary Group who were hidden emerged and knelt before Xiao Yifeng.
"What’s going on? Why are all of you standing guard here?"
Xiao Yifeng asked the group.
One of the Zhan Huang mercenaries then reported the events of the previous night.
Xiao Yifeng’s expression turned grim in an instant, his eyes flashing with cold light, and an icy chill emanating from his body.
"You stay in the villa for now; I have some matters to deal with,"
Xiao Yifeng told Tang Shengyi.
Tang Shengyi said indifferently, and then headed toward the villa.
Xiao Yifeng went straight to the factory where Kuang Shi and others were staying.
In one room, Cold Edge lay on the bed with a pale face, his breathing had returned to normal, and Kuang Shi and Xiu Haojie stood to one side.
Kuang Shi and Xiu Haojie called out to Xiao Yifeng one after another.
With a solemn expression, Xiao Yifeng nodded and walked over to Cold Edge to assess his injuries. Although Cold Edge was not in any mortal danger, his internal injuries were very severe.
Xiao Yifeng took out Silver Needle and performed acupuncture on Cold Edge, and with the aid of Xiao Yifeng’s needling technique and the power of the Starforce, Cold Edge’s internal injuries quickly began to heal. While they had not completely healed, it was no longer of great concern.
"Do you know who those people were last night?"
After stowing away the Silver Needle, Xiao Yifeng’s gaze turned to Kuang Shi.
"Young Master, they were from Flame Gate, and they probably came after you and the Young Madam."
Xiao Yifeng’s eyes narrowed slightly, a flash of cold light passing momentarily.
"Young Master, I quietly placed a tiny tracking device on those two Flame Gate experts yesterday and discovered that they have not yet left Tianhai."
Kuang Shi spoke again.
"Good, well done. Tell me their location immediately. Since they came to Tianhai and injured my brother, thinking they could just leave like that is absolutely impossible."
Xiao Yifeng coldly declared, his eyes brimming with murderous intent.
In a luxurious hotel suite in Tianhai, Shou Toutuo sat on the sofa, smoking and surrounded by a haze of smoke.
"The women here in Tianhai really are so tender and fresh, much prettier and gentler than the women up north."
Pang Toutuo said comfortably, walking over and sitting down on the sofa.
"Number Two, my eyelids have been twitching non-stop, and I have a bad premonition, as if something is about to happen."
Shou Toutuo took a deep drag from his cigarette, frowning deeply.
"What bad premonitions? Are you overthinking it, brother? With our strength, what can happen? Let’s rest for a day, recover from our internal injuries, and then deal with those whelps once and for all, or else we’d be too ashamed to return to Flame Gate."
Pang Toutuo’s small eyes gleamed with a malicious light.
Suddenly, the door of the suite was violently blasted open, creating a gust of wind and startling Pangshou Tuotuo. They turned their gaze to the entrance and saw two figures walking in—it was Xiao Yifeng and Kuang Shi.
The Pang Toutuo eyed Kuang Shi, his pupils constricting, while Shou Toutuo’s gaze locked onto Xiao Yifeng.
"Was it you two who injured my brother?"
Xiao Yifeng’s eyes were filled with murderous intent as he stared fixedly at the two men.
"You’re the one who rendered our Flame Gate Young Master impotent!"
Shou Toutuo stared at Xiao Yifeng, his voice grave.
"It seems I should have just killed your Young Master; it would have been much simpler!"
Xiao Yifeng retorted coldly, his eyes flashing coldly with a threatening murderous aura.
"Kid, you’re quite arrogant to say that, as if you don’t take Flame Gate seriously at all."
Pang Toutuo stood up angrily, his small eyes fixed on Xiao Yifeng.
"Why should I take Flame Gate seriously?"
Xiao Yifeng walked toward Pang Toutuo, his voice cold: "In my eyes, Flame Gate is nothing but a fart. Being lenient enough to make him a eunuch was already forgiveness for lusting after my woman. As for you two who injured my brother, you must die!"
With the last word "die" uttered powerfully by Xiao Yifeng, a bone-chilling coldness seemed to spread, causing both Pangshou Tuotuo to shiver and their complexions to turn somber as they looked at Xiao Yifeng with a newfound gravity.