Chapter 37: Fighting Lu Wubao. (1/2)

Chapter 37: Fighting Lu Wubao.

The waiter’s trembling and terrified appearance instantly gave him away. Lu Wubao didn’t even need to ask to know that the waiter was the one who insulted his sister.

“No, no, no, it wasn’t me…!” The waiter was absolutely terrified, as he frantically denied his wrongdoings. His legs turned into jelly, and he fell on the floor with a ‘plop.’ In a panic, the waiter prostrated himself on the floor, repeatedly kowtowing to Lu Wubao and begging for forgiveness. “Young Master Lu, please spare my life! I deserve to die for my foul mouth. I’ll give myself a slap!”

The waiter ruthlessly slapped himself, and the echo of his slap resounded crisply through the upper floor of the teahouse.

For an instant, a trace of terror appeared on everyone’s faces and nobody dared to speak. The people who had just been talking to the waiter took a few steps back, fearing that they would be dragged into the situation.

Lu Wubao ignored the waiter’s slap, his overbearing gaze sweeping across the crowd, intimidating several people into silence. With palpitating hearts, these cowards quietly moved back to their tables.

“Everyone, listen to Laozi’s words! That trash, Qin Yu, isn’t even worthy to be matched with my Lu Family, much less my sister! My sister is a phoenix amongst women, and can only be paired together with a dragon—not lowly rubbish like Qin Yu. If anyone dares to speak such nonsense again, they will meet their end!” With eyes that ominously glinted with bloodlust, Lu Wubao looked at the waiter who slapped himself and coldly spat out two words: “Kill him!”

“Yes, young master!” One of the men behind Lu Wubao unsheathed his sword, intent on fulfilling the orders given to him.

“No, no, Young Master Lu, spare my life, spare my life…!”

The waiter’s voice became fearful as he begged for mercy, screaming until his voice was hoarse. Yet, nobody paid attention to his cries. The sinister subordinate walked up, an evil grin etched on his face. He held the sword up high before slashing down fiercely.

“Ahhh—!”

A tormented scream rang out, causing everyone’s hearts to tremble. The waiter curled on the ground as the subordinate stumbled backward, his sinister face twisting into one of pain. His sword slipped out of his grasp and fell to the ground, and in its place was a chopstick that had stabbed through his palm. Although this place was a teahouse, it also sold some snacks, so every table had a pair of chopsticks.

“Huh? What happened?”

Only now did everyone realize that the tormented scream didn’t come from the waiter but from the subordinate. Nothing seemed to have happened to the waiter, although he did faint from fear.

“Who are you? Do you want to die?!” Lu Wubao’s cruel gaze landed on the figure sitting in an overlooked corner of the teahouse.

Following Lu Wubao’s words, everyone in the teahouse stared at this man. He was dressed in plain gray robes and had on a conical bamboo hat that was pulled low to conceal his face, preventing his real appearance from being seen.

Nobody had paid any attention to the ordinary, unremarkable person who sat in an obscure corner of the teahouse. Yet, it was precisely this person who had thrown the chopstick into the palm of Lu Wubao’s subordinate, saving the waiter’s life.

The man’s actions had naturally infuriated Lu Wubao, and he released a wave of killing intent in his anger. The spectators felt their chests tighten in the face of this ruthless killing intent.

It was rumored that Lu Wubao had reached the apex of the Origin Realm long ago. In Luosang City, a thirty-year-old cultivator at the peak of the Origin Realm was already considered a powerful figure. With the addition of the two subordinates behind him, how could the gray robed man possibly be his opponent?

“I’m asking you a question! Who are you?”

Lu Wubao released a deafening snarl, causing everyone to jump in fear again.

However, the gray robed figure still remained unmoving, calmly drinking his tea, as if Lu Wubao didn’t even exist.

He was the grand and stately young master of the Lu Family and with a single glance, he could scare everyone here into trembling with fear. How could he possibly endure being ignored by this unremarkable peasant?

“You’re courting death!”

Lu Wubao unleashed a fierce punch. The wind whistled as his fist surged forth with a violent momentum.

The enormous power behind his fist left the spectators in shock.

*Bang* A noise rang out as the gray robed man jumped up and greeted Lu Wubao’s frenzied attack with his own. In everyone’s eyes, his fist was much smaller than Lu Wubao’s and his body also looked a lot weaker compared to Lu Wubao’s tall and muscular body. The difference between a youth and a thirty-year-old man’s body was incomparable.

Both men looked like they belonged in entirely different weight divisions, yet the gray robed man didn’t seem like he was going to dodge, choosing instead to firmly stand his ground. Was he stupid?

*Bang*

Under everyone’s shocked gazes, the two fists collided against each other.

In the next moment, everyone was petrified. Nobody could believe what had happened.

Lu Wubao was sent flying with a *boom* as his body soared straight through the air, crashing through and crushing the chairs and tables that were behind him. He also knocked into a few unfortunate people along the way, giving rise to countless screams.

Meanwhile, the gray robed man who looked weak and scrawny only took a few steps back before he stabilized his stance. He stood firmly as if he was an unmovable statue. His sharp gaze under the bamboo hat caused everyone’s hearts to tremble.

“This guy is really strong!” The surrounding people all felt a chill run down their spines as they gasped, trying to guess his identity.

“I’ll tear you apart!”

Lu Wubao finally collided with the floor. He was utterly enraged, and slowly crawled up with much difficulty.

He was the oldest young master of the Lu Family. He was grand, stately, and a famous character in Luosang City, yet he had been blown away by the fist of somebody who seemed weaker than him. It was an extraordinary disgrace!

“Bring me a sword!” Lu Wubao wasn’t an idiot and knew that his opponent was powerful. Therefore, he wanted to use a weapon.