Upon returning to his residence with a heavy heart, the sight that greeted Chen Dengming nearly caused his eyes to darken and left him flabbergasted.
He immediately hid away in a secluded corner and let out a rare curse.
"Holy... shit..."
In front of him, he saw a yard filled with fallen leaves and branches. The ground was upturned, showing signs of a battle.
In the middle of the yard, Chu Xun, his face swollen and bruised, was mercilessly pinning a severely beaten young man to the ground. Several cultivators were watching and whispering from afar.
"What are you looking at? Come for the show, have you?"
Chu Xun, his cheeks swollen like a blowfish, shouted angrily at the cultivators who were enjoying the spectacle.
"Get lost, all of you, get the hell out of here!"
The butcher had a fearsome reputation, and now with his strength at the sixth level of Qi cultivation, his intimidation was even more formidable.
