"Fan Xiaodong, Cui Qing, what’s that supposed to mean from you two? Is this how you talk to Old Xu? Do you still know what manners are?"

Before Lin Feng and Xu Yishan could say anything, the Hong Sect sect leader Bai Yuanshan had already stood up, glaring furiously at the two who had just spoken up to stop Lin Feng from sitting down, and asked in a deep voice, "One of you is the leader of the Fifth Hall, the other is the leader of the Seventh Hall—are you trying to deliberately make Old Xu lose face?!"

"Mr. Bai... don’t talk nonsense, I never thought that at all!" Fan Xiaodong shrugged innocently, smiling as he looked at Bai Yuanshan, and shook his head as he said, "Old Xu is a model for every single brother in our Hong Sect, how would I ever want to embarrass him? I was only saying that this kid Lin Feng isn’t qualified to sit in that seat, that’s all, it’s absolutely not aimed at Old Xu!"

"That’s right... I respect Old Xu a lot in my heart too!" The slightly younger Cui Qing also spoke up with a grin, as if he hadn’t taken Bai Yuanshan’s scolding to heart at all.

At first, Xu Yishan’s face had gone a bit green, like he was about to explode, but once Bai Yuanshan stood up, he held it in and didn’t speak. When he saw that Fan Xiaodong and Cui Qing had both made their stance clear that they were targeting Lin Feng, he simply stopped talking altogether, and instead sat there grinning, watching the show, as if what was happening had nothing to do with him.

"Mr. Bai, don’t get worked up, let me talk to the two brothers..." Lin Feng patted Bai Yuanshan’s shoulder lightly, offered a soft word of comfort, then raised his head to look at Fan Xiaodong and Cui Qing.

Behind Lin Feng, Zhou Yang and Xiang Wang were also looking Fan Xiaodong and Cui Qing up and down with amused interest, a sneer of contempt on their faces. Brother Feng had really become a tiger fallen to the flatlands—back in the Middle East, the White Wolf King who made foreign drug lords and terrorist bombers tremble in fear, after coming back to China, was now getting provocations from any random nobody daring to step up to him!

Fan Xiaodong looked about forty-two or forty-three, with bronzed skin that made him seem honest and steady. There was nothing special showing in his eyes as he looked at Lin Feng, as if what had just happened wasn’t him deliberately targeting Lin Feng, but just speaking bluntly out of principle.

As for Cui Qing, he had that kind of crafty monkey-like face. He was thin and small all over, and the two little strips of moustache under his nose made him look rather comical. One glance at his features and you could tell he was the shrewd type. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"Lin Feng, you not convinced?" Fan Xiaodong noticed Lin Feng looking at him and very unceremoniously glared back, saying provocatively, "I joined the Sect earlier than you, my status and position are higher than yours. Go on, tell me—what qualifications do you have to sit next to Old Master Xu and the sect leader?"

Lin Feng knew that Fan Xiaodong and Cui Qing didn’t necessarily want to sit in that seat next to Xu Yishan; they were just using this as an excuse to stir up trouble and find a pretext to teach him a lesson...

On the night Lin Feng joined the Hong Sect, Xu Yishan had already reminded him that many brothers would covet his leader position. What was happening today—rather than saying that Fan Xiaodong and Cui Qing were trying to snatch his seat, it was better to say the two of them wanted to knock him down a peg...

So Jiang Feng couldn’t be bothered to waste words with Fan Xiaodong and simply said calmly, "We’re all Hong Sect brothers, so I won’t nag you. Here’s how it is: I’m going to sit right here. If you’ve got the ability to kick me out, the seat’s yours."

With that, without waiting for the two to react, Lin Feng directly sat himself down on the chair next to Xu Yishan, not even turning his head, his back facing Fan Xiaodong and Cui Qing, looking utterly arrogant...

Fan Xiaodong and Cui Qing’s faces changed instantly. They’d thought Lin Feng would argue back and forth with them, and that only after things got too stiff would it come to blows. Who knew Lin Feng would be this full of himself, sitting right down in that seat from the start and leaving his back to them...

This was clearly a sign he was ready to fight on the spot, and Lin Feng didn’t even mind if the two of them came at him together?!

"Hmph, Lin Feng, you’re a bit too arrogant... Since you’re this arrogant, everyone’s seen it now, so don’t blame your brother here for not saving you any face!" Fan Xiaodong snorted coldly and said in a deep voice, then strode toward Lin Feng with heavy, steady steps, ready to make his move.

As a Hong Sect leader, Fan Xiaodong was also an Inner Strength fourth-layer peak expert. He didn’t believe for a second that he wouldn’t be able to shove Lin Feng away as long as Lin Feng didn’t fight back...

"Hold it..." At this moment, Xu Yishan, who had been silent on the side, suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Fan Xiaodong, his expression dark as he looked at him and asked mildly, "Fan Xiaodong, you seem to have forgotten—it was at my personal invitation that Lin Feng is sitting in this seat. In front of all these people, you’re refusing to give this old man any face at all. Are you treating me like I don’t exist? Or is it that you simply don’t accept me?!"

Fan Xiaodong glanced at Xu Yishan, showing a simple and honest smile. He spread his hands and said, looking very innocent, "Old Master Xu, you’re overthinking it. How am I not giving you face? Not only do I take you seriously, I’ve always kept you right here in my heart!"

"Hmph... youngsters nowadays, they respect their elders less and less..." Xu Yishan snorted lightly and said lazily.

Fan Xiaodong just smiled without arguing with Xu Yishan. He knew that although Xu Yishan had retired, his influence was still there, and Xu Yishan was a detached, high-status Innate expert. No matter what, Fan Xiaodong wouldn’t dare mess with Xu Yishan casually—he only dared to target Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng... I’ll be straight with you... As a Hong Sect brother, I’ve got no issue with Old Xu. I just don’t like the sight of you. I’ve been in the Hong Sect for seventeen years to finally become a leader—why should a guy like you, who’s never even shown your face before, get to be a leader at such a young age?! I just don’t accept you... This time I’m here to take your seat, it’s not against Old Xu, it’s against you!"

After Fan Xiaodong laid it out, not only did those Hong Sect brothers not feel he was in the wrong, they each showed expressions of agreement. Clearly, there were plenty who weren’t convinced by Lin Feng, and plenty who wanted to see him make a fool of himself.

"Cut the crap. I’ll say it again: if you can kick me out, this seat is yours." Lin Feng knew this was a time when he absolutely couldn’t back down; he had to respond to Fan Xiaodong in a hard line, acting like he didn’t take the man seriously at all.

"Fine, then don’t blame me for being rude..." Fan Xiaodong walked behind Lin Feng, dropped into a horse stance, placed both hands on Lin Feng’s shoulders, and began to channel his strength.

At this moment, over at the Ye Family’s side, Ye Lin, who had always been with their camp, was watching the Hong Sect area where Lin Feng was, a trace of worry showing on her face.

"Lin, what are you staring at so intently?" Ye Zhong suddenly walked up behind Ye Lin and asked with a chuckle.

"N-no... nothing..." Ye Lin’s face was a bit awkward as she pointed in the direction of Lin Feng, "It seems like Lin Feng is in some kind of conflict with someone..."

Ye Zhong curiously cast his gaze over, then chuckled and said, "Is that so? Let’s go take a look..."