Chapter Seventy-One I Pluck, Pluck, Pluck

  "Good heavens, young master, are you a controller?" The shopkeeper's face was filled with surprise as he looked at Du Fei.

  "What's wrong, is there a problem?" Du Fei asked in doubt.

  "There is no nothing." The shopkeeper spoke while suddenly shaking his hand, revealing a look of panic.

  "I feel like you're afraid of something, what's wrong? Is it that yin-yang person from earlier?" Du Fei asked the shopkeeper with a puzzled expression.

  "Alas, now I'm in big trouble. Both sides are small but I can't afford to offend them." The shopkeeper spoke with a distressed expression.

  "Sit down and make it clear." Du Fei said, pointing at the stool and looking at the shopkeeper.

  "How dare I sit with a great man like you? It's better for me to stand." The shopkeeper said, looking at Du Fei with reverence.

  "Why so many words? You were told to sit down, just sit down!" As he spoke, Du Fei grabbed the shopkeeper's arm and pulled him down. The shopkeeper smiled respectfully at Du Fei, feeling greatly honored.

  "Tell me more about that guy's background." Du Fei said to the shopkeeper.

  "Ah, the man you just hit is called Luo Wei, also known as Luo San. He's the third brother of the city lord and vice city lord, and he's always been a tyrant in the city, acting like a king. Today, you took his usual spot, that's why he attacked you. Now that you've hit him back, he definitely won't let it go easily. I advise you to be careful when walking around the city." The shopkeeper said respectfully.

  "Oh, so you're saying that guy is still the bully of this town, relying on his connections to act recklessly." Du Fei slammed his hand on the table and scolded, startling the shopkeeper who couldn't help but tremble. Du Fei looked at the shopkeeper and continued: "Then tell me about your city lord when you have the chance. I think Luo San is relying on his two older brothers to act so wildly, they must be the Controllers of the Origin, right?"

  "The adults are right. The two city masters are both Kontrol Masters, and it's said that they're quite formidable, so Nalo San dares to act recklessly in Xing'an City only because he is under the protection of his two older brothers." The shopkeeper said.

  "Oh, never mind, then do you know what kind of cultivation his two older brothers are?" Du Fei asked.

  "Hehe, adults. This I'm not too clear about, we ordinary people rarely know about the Controlling Yuan's affairs." The shopkeeper said with a smile, clenching his fists.

  "Oh, okay, no big deal. Just get me something to eat and I'll leave after I'm done, won't bother you with your business again." Du Fei said.

  "Yes, sir, just a moment." The shopkeeper said and then shouted to the young waiter: "Quickly, bring out the best wine and dishes for the gentleman!"

  Before long, more than a dozen dishes of various styles were placed in front of Du Fei. Seeing this, Du Fei's mouth began to water and he started eating voraciously, completely disregarding his image. The shopkeeper and the waiter on the side couldn't help but be shocked.

  Just as Du Fei was eating happily, a wooden bench suddenly rushed towards him. Du Fei, who was still eating with his head down, simply raised his left hand to block it, and the incoming bench shattered with a loud "crack". However, Du Fei didn't even lift his head to look at the person who had ambushed him.

  The shopkeeper, who had witnessed what happened earlier, was shocked and then ran to the newcomer's side with a smile on his face. It turned out to be Luo San, who had been beaten up by Du Fei earlier. The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Third Master, oh my..."

  Before the shopkeeper could finish speaking, Luo San raised his hand and slapped him in the face. The shopkeeper covered his cheek and stood aside, looking wronged and not daring to speak again.

  "Get out of here!" Luo San shouted at the shopkeeper, his face full of anger.

  He then turned to a man standing beside him and said, "It's that guy eating over there. That's him." As he spoke, Luo San pointed at Du Fei.

  The man who had spoken was a middle-aged man with a thick beard and a stout build. He glared at Du Fei with anger in his eyes and said, "He's just a little devil, Third Master. Just wait and see how I'll deal with him."

  Du Fei also stood up at this time, looking at Luo San and his group, stretching his waist secretly: "Wow, called a helper over, doesn't feel good, hehe, small dish." After seeing Luo San call for help, Du Fei smiled and said: "Wow, yin-yang person, called a helper over."

  Lu San jumped up and pointed at Du Fei, scolding: "You little rascal, you'll know Grandpa's power soon!" The middle-aged man was also startled when he saw Du Fei, thinking to himself: "This little devil seems quite strong, damn it, I need to be careful." However, these thoughts were only in the middle-aged man's mind, and his face showed no emotional changes. The middle-aged man glanced at Lu San and calmly asked: "Third Master, is that the little demon?"

  "That's it." Luo San said with a somewhat ferocious gaze at Du Fei.

  A middle-aged man slowly walked towards Du Fei's position, swallowing his saliva from time to time. After all, he felt that Du Fei's strength might be above his own, but now he couldn't lose morale in front of Luo San, so he had to force himself to walk over.

  Du Fei also saw the strength of the newcomer at a glance, and smiled with interest: "What? Do you still want to fight with your grandfather?"

  "Shut up, you little devil! Do you know who you've offended? I advise you to apologize to Third Master right now, maybe he'll be in a good mood and let you off the hook." The middle-aged man said loudly. In fact, he was saying this to try to intimidate Du Fei and make him retreat, so that he wouldn't have to fight with Du Fei. But Luo San was also an idiot, and when he heard the middle-aged man's words, he shouted loudly: "Li Hu Yin, you teach that little brat a lesson! I don't want him to just apologize and be done with it!" When the middle-aged man heard Luo San's words, he couldn't help but curse silently: "This idiot is really something, I'm not even as strong as him, I wouldn't dare fight him, and yet he still wants me to teach him a lesson? This has put me in an awkward position, this idiot!" The middle-aged man thought for a moment before speaking to Du Fei: "You little brat, Third Master is the brother of our city lord, and our city lord values fraternal bonds very much. Our city lord's strength is at the Condensed Yuan boundary, you should think carefully." The middle-aged man saw that he had already been forced into a corner, so he could only bring up the city lord to scare Du Fei.

  But how could he know that Du Fei was the one who walked out of the monster's corpse, let alone being in the Condensed Origin Realm? Just last night, he had fought against a master of the Void Empty Realm, and all the masters of the Dark Origin Realm were his sworn fathers. What was he afraid of with just a Ning Condensed Origin Realm city lord? Du Fei sneered: "Ah, I say you're also relying on your dog's prestige, stop wasting words here, I don't have time to waste my breath with you, if you want to fight, come on." As Du Fei spoke, he nodded his head at the middle-aged man, indicating for him to make a move. Luo San, who was standing not far away, also couldn't help but get angry when he heard Du Fei's words: "Li Hu Yin, hit him." At this time, several followers behind Luo San also followed suit and shouted: "Li Hu Yin, hit him..." The guests in the inn all gathered around Luo San, watching Du Fei and the middle-aged man, occasionally cheering them on to fight. After all, the battle between masters was a rare spectacle for ordinary people. The middle-aged man was now in a difficult situation, if he didn't make a move, the city lord's face would be completely lost, but if he did make a move, he might not be able to beat Du Fei, and the city lord's face would still be lost. The middle-aged man didn't dare turn his head back, he could only stand with his back to the crowd of onlookers. Du Fei, however, was calm and composed, waiting for the middle-aged man's attack. Just then, the innkeeper suddenly ran between the two men and said respectfully: "Hehe, two esteemed guests, my humble family relies on this small inn to make a living, I hope you can spare us and find a more spacious place to fight." As he spoke, the innkeeper repeatedly bowed to the two men. The middle-aged man saw the innkeeper suddenly appear and seemed to have grasped at a straw, pretending to be calm as he said: "What the innkeeper says is right, I think we should go outside and find a more secluded place to fight, what do you say?" In reality, the middle-aged man's plan was simple - he just wanted to stall Du Fei and wait for an opportunity to change locations, then have Luo San gather his men to deal with Du Fei. However, his plan was about to fall through.

  "Your grandfather's, I'd rather change places with you than fight, I don't have the leisure to do so. You're not making a move, are you? Watch this." As he spoke, Du Fei jumped up and kicked out at the middle-aged man, who was caught off guard by the sudden attack. He had never expected Du Fei to give him no chance to react, and his own plans were all for naught. The middle-aged man's hands swiftly rose to block his chest, but before he could even react, Du Fei's foot had already landed on his arm with a loud thud. All that was heard next was the middle-aged man's pained cry of "Ah" as he was kicked flying tens of meters away, crashing heavily to the ground and losing consciousness.

  It should be known that although Du Fei's current strength was only at the third level of nuclear gathering, his innate superior physique and the power he had cultivated in the Demon Mountain Range allowed him to hold his own against even those high-level experts who were in the Inverse Empty Realm. And yet, his opponent was merely a Control Yuan Realm novice.

  At this moment, everyone else was also staring at the middle-aged man who had been kicked flying into unconsciousness with shocked expressions on their faces. They were all stunned, especially Luo San's expression, which could be described as bizarre. Luo San had never expected that the helper he had called would be taken down by Du Fei in a single kick, and his legs went weak as he sat down on the ground, so scared that he wet himself.

  At this time, Du Fei said with a slightly disappointed expression: "This guy's strength is really at the third level of Kontrol, your grandfather, it's so unexperienced." As he spoke, Du Fei took out a gold coin and threw it to the stunned shopkeeper, who was also awakened by the thrown gold coin. He knelt on the ground and respectfully said: "Sir, I dare not." However, at this time, Du Fei had already walked to the door with a swagger, looked at Luo San who was sitting paralyzed on the ground, and glared at him fiercely. Luo San, who was originally timid, was scared and kept trembling. Du Fei grabbed Luo San's left hand, smiled sinisterly, and stared at him. At this time, Luo San had been frightened by Du Fei to the point where he could hardly make a sound, and could only stare at Du Fei in terror.

  Only to see Du Fei raise his right hand, with his middle finger and thumb tightly closed, he quickly popped out his middle finger towards Luo San's forehead. Du Fei continued to pop his middle finger against Luo San's forehead several times, still smiling: "I'm popping, popping, popping."

  "Ah, ah, ah..." Luo San's anguished cries rose up.