?74: 074: Rampant 74: 074: Rampant Tang Feng woke up from his cultivation.

    His lips held a mix of surprise and delight, as he hadn’t realized in the daytime that his cultivation level had already reached Innate Perfection.

    What had happened?

    It was only after some inquiry that he learned he had fused with some Sword Intent and even fused with Earth Fire.

    Now, if he encountered those Innate Martial Artists who had been hunting him, he could easily handle them.

    The next step was to find the ingredients for the Gathering Spirit Pill, which was of utmost importance.

    There were no ingredients for the Gathering Spirit Pill at the auction in Nandu, but perhaps they could be found in this city.

    Jinhai City—it felt like a miracle to Tang Feng to be back here.

    Thanks to Old Sir Yang, who had been out fishing and pulled him from the water.

    Just because of this alone, no matter what he did, it couldn’t be considered excessive.

    After his rebirth, Tang Feng had become more grateful; indeed, sometimes kindness could change one’s fate.

    Just like with Old Sir Yang—if he hadn’t saved Tang Feng, he wouldn’t have known how to get through his difficulties.

    He might have lost his house, his granddaughter could have been taken from him, or even worse fates could have befallen them.

    However, now everything was developing in a positive direction, and it would continue to get even better.

    Now that some people wanted to disrupt Tang Feng’s plans, he certainly wouldn’t agree.

    Watching the gang of youths burst into the room, Tang Feng smiled.

    Some people are intent on doing the impossible.

    Sometimes having a lot of people doesn’t solve anything.

    Two excavators were in position.

    Even a few dump trucks arrived—these folks were bold enough to take direct action.

    Tang Feng’s face revealed nothing, but the youth who had come in the afternoon strutted up to him, all puffed up.

    “Kid, I told you I’d be back, and this is what you get for poking your nose where it doesn’t belong.

    Old Man Yang, from now on, this land belongs to our boss,” the youth declared.

    “Hmph, dream on.

    The land deed is in my hands; you won’t succeed,” Old Man Yang retorted.

    “Old Man Yang, you’re no longer in charge here.

    Now you owe our boss one hundred thousand,” the youth said with a sneer.

    He then gestured for the workers he had brought to start working, seizing the opportunity to clear out the bungalow and drive the grandfather and granddaughter away, claiming the land for his boss.

    These matters required quick action to avoid complications.

    “I want to see who dares to touch it,” Tang Feng shouted, causing the workers and the youths to freeze for a moment.

    They didn’t know if Tang Feng had gone mad.

    Hadn’t they come with twenty or thirty people?

    “Go ahead, we have the numbers.

    Can this kid really turn the tide?” the youth, aware of Tang Feng’s capabilities, moved aside.

    This time, he had brought some strong fighters.

    Basically, they were the biggest names in this area.

    At that moment, they were all watching Tang Feng, ready to strike like cheetahs.

    Tang Feng shook his head, deeming the group worthless for not even being able to assess the situation, not worth moving a muscle against in the past.

    It would dirty his hands.

    The control of power, oh how he needed it.

    Otherwise, the smallest issues would exhaust him if he had to resolve them himself.

    With a wave of his hand, the fighters brought by the youth were all suppressed to the ground.

    Everyone stopped and stared at Tang Feng in amazement.

    “You still have time to leave now,” Tang Feng calmly told the surrounding work crew.

    Instantly, the two excavators’ crew turned around—they were just hired for the job and weren’t part of the youth’s alliance.

    Following them, several dump trucks left the scene.

    As for the youths’ subordinates, they watched their leader for a signal—whether to fight or to retreat was entirely up to him.

    However, the situation was not looking good—why wasn’t the boss running?

    Tang Feng had already approached the young man.

    “Being scared is the right reaction—you also know fear, it seems.

    Honestly, it’s rare to see someone so clueless.

    Didn’t you understand when I said this was over this afternoon?” Tang Feng patted the young man’s shoulder twice, then there was a crack, and the young man screamed horrifically.

    At that moment, the neighboring onlookers crowded around to watch the excitement.

    In the eyes of the neighbors, Old Master Yang was considered decent, but no one wanted to get involved with Alliance people, as nothing good ever came from contact with them.

    “Big brother, I know I was wrong.

    Let’s write this off—I won’t come here again,” the young man finally realized what it meant to prefer death over life.

    The agony of his broken bones was torturous, and at that moment Tang Feng seemed even more terrifying than the Hall Master in the eyes of the young man.

    “You should feel lucky.

    With my previous temperament, I wouldn’t have exchanged a single word with you.

    Tell me about your Alliance’s situation,” said Tang Feng, knowing he needed to handle this matter from the top down.

    The young man didn’t dare to resist.

    With his life in Tang Feng’s hands, he naturally revealed everything without hesitation.

    Since ancient times, good and evil have coexisted, and Tang Feng understood that such people could never be entirely eliminated.

    On the contrary, the Righteous Path needed to use them to strengthen themselves, otherwise they would lack motivation.

    Although it was not explicitly shown, the clever ones could still see through to the true nature of things.

    Tang Feng left, and both Old Sir Yang and the young girl were very reluctant to see him go, but they understood that Tang Feng would have to leave eventually.

    He did not belong there.

    Remembering everything he had brought to their lives, they were deeply moved.

    Tang Feng and the young man came to a branch of the Gray Wolf Alliance located in a Century Club in the South District.

    “Big brother, I can’t even meet our Hall Master,” the young man said, who was merely a squad leader and never had the capacity to meet the Hall Master directly.

    “Just tell me where he is,” Tang Feng said.

    As soon as the young man pointed it out, Tang Feng had entered the club.

    “Boss, what should we do?

    Should we inform the Hall Master?” The young man’s subordinates hurried over to guard their boss, whose shoulder by now had swollen alarmingly.

    “Informing the Hall Master now would be pure suicide.

    Take me to the hospital.

    Tonight, whether the Hall Master or that kid wins, I’ll be doomed either way.

    We absolutely must not stand out now.

    It’s better to just keep our heads down.”

    The young man, although not well-known, had a sharp mind, capable of understanding and turning the situation to his advantage.

    It was a pity he had not chosen the Righteous Path.

    At the Century Club, as soon as Tang Feng entered the lobby, a stunningly attractive woman approached him.

    “Hello, sir, it’s your first time here, right?

    This way, please.” Ye Xinning noticed Tang Feng’s impressive demeanor and immediately saw an opportunity, perhaps to land a big catch tonight.

    “I’m here to see Mr.

    Yan,” Tang Feng said with a smile.

    “Do you have an appointment?”

    “No, I don’t, but I must meet him tonight.”

    “Then you need to register first.

    Non-members of our club can’t access floors above the second or even stay long,” Ye Xinning said with a smile, though internally she was full of doubts.

    This young man clearly wasn’t old, how could he know their Hall Master?

    “Beauty, I said I must see him.

    Either you bring him down, or I will go up to find him myself,” Tang Feng said, not wanting to waste too much time.

    Quickly, Ye Xinning snapped her fingers, and around a dozen security guards came running.

    These weren’t ordinary security guards—they were likely elite forces retired from the military, each radiating strong blood energy and an imposing aura, to which Tang Feng nodded appreciatively.

    “I say, big sister, what’s the meaning of this?” Tang Feng chuckled.

    “Little brother, I can’t let you go up unless you have an appointment,” Ye Xinning replied politely, seeing Tang Feng’s commanding presence and not daring to be too aggressive in case she offended someone extraordinarily significant, a responsibility she could not afford.