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Chapter 440 - 440 442 Grandmaster Not to Be Insulted!

440: Chapter 442: Grandmaster Not to Be Insulted!

(3/100) 440: Chapter 442: Grandmaster Not to Be Insulted!

(3/100) Ten billion!

At that moment, everyone was stunned.

Why was this person claiming that Mo Yu owed him ten billion?

And how could Mo Yu possibly owe someone ten billion?

Moreover, this person looked so out of line.

Immediately, the whole room burst into laughter.

Doubling over, no one took Tang Zhong’s words seriously.

A scholarly-looking individual slowly approached, dressed in a black suit, giving off the air of a well-educated man.

He looked at Tang Zhong and chuckled, “You are simply spouting nonsense!”

“What status do you have, and what status does Mo Yu have?

How could there be such a large sum of debt?”

“I think you’re just here to create trouble!”

“Moreover, claiming a debt requires evidence.

Where is your evidence?

I haven’t seen any.

Is there a bank statement, or a clear IOU, or perhaps a notary present at the time of the debt, or even a sealed document?”

The scholarly man walked up with a smirk on his face, staring at Tang Zhong.

Seeing that Tang Zhong didn’t react in any way, he immediately laughed.

It was clear that the person in front of him lacked any of the conditions he had mentioned, yet he dared to ask for money.

Claiming a debt without proof, ha!

“My name is Huang Wenxiang, one of Zhu Island City’s distinguished young lawyers.

It’s a pleasure to meet you!”

Huang Wenxiang extended his hands straight towards Tang Zhong.

People around them started murmuring when they heard the name, “Huang Wenxiang, is it that top student from Yun Country’s Columbia University law department who graduated and is now in Zhu Island City?”

“I heard he won first place in the young lawyers competition in Zhu Island City!”

“He’s that formidable?”

“And that’s not even the most impressive thing.

Have you heard of the Zhu Island City Master, Huang Qinglong?”

“Of course, I know…

Could it be…”

“Right, this Huang Wenxiang is the son of Huang Qinglong!”

Huang Qinglong, one of Zhu Island City’s Feng Shui masters, highly capable and also known as the State Preceptor of Zhu Island City.

Now that Huang Wenxiang was here, he was probably chasing after Mo Yu.

Many rich second generations also realized they stood no chance now that Huang Wenxiang had appeared.

However, they all hoped that Huang Wenxiang would teach this man, who had come to hassle Mo Yu, a harsh lesson.

At this moment, Tang Zhong looked at Huang Wenxiang’s extended hands, completely ignored them, and instead focused on Huang Wenxiang’s appearance behind him, saying, “You say my money, when will it be returned…”

Mo Yu was very nervous, but hearing Tang Zhong’s words and seeing Huang Wenxiang at her side, she felt even more confident, “Sir, I’m afraid you’ve mistaken me for someone else.

I don’t owe you any money!”

She had already decided to deny the debt!

So what if she denied it?

This was Zhu Island City; no one could win against her!

Upon hearing this, Tang Zhong sneered, “Even though you now have the face of an angel, delicate skin, and that well-formed figure, your heart is truly too ugly.

I once gave you a chance, but unfortunately, you didn’t cherish it.

So, for this ten billion, I can only come to collect it myself.

Debts must be repaid; it’s only natural.

If not repaid, then pay with your life!”

Mo Yu trembled all over.

“You…

what right do you have to take my life?”

Huang Wenxiang was still extending his hand towards Tang Zhong, having been ready to intimidate Tang Zhong just now, but at this moment, Tang Zhong wouldn’t even glance at him.

Annoyed, Huang Wenxiang said, “Sir, I’m speaking to you.

Your manners are truly lacking.

Furthermore, Zhu Island City is a society ruled by law.

You think you can just take someone’s life…

you’re not qualified…”

“Get lost!” Just then, Tang Zhong roared furiously, swinging a slap straight at Huang Wenxiang’s face.

Everyone saw a loud smack as the slap landed on Huang Wenxiang’s face, which instantly contorted from the smile it had worn, sending him flying.

Lying on the ground Huang Wenxiang clutched his face, looking extremely unsightly, his gaze filled with venom as he stared at Tang Zhong, “You dare hit me…

you’re looking for death…”

In that moment, Huang Wenxiang threw his glasses to the ground, and like a ferocious beast, he charged at Tang Zhong.

Tang Zhong saw this and instantly narrowed his eyes.

Blood Power, so Huang Wenxiang was actually a martial artist.

He was, however, just a martial artist, and Tang had not expected to find someone practicing martial cultivation in Zhu Island City.

“I’m going to blow your head off right now!” Huang Wenxiang threw a punch aimed right at Tang Zhong’s head.

“You’re not qualified!” Tang Zhong said coldly, and then slapped again.

Just a mere martial artist, how could he withstand the might of a Grandmaster!

The sight of a palm clashing with a fist ensued, a direct collision.

Huang Wenxiang was incredibly frail and his attack was instantly shattered, while Tang Zhong’s palm didn’t stop, now targeting Huang Wenxiang’s face.

In that moment, his skin was torn apart, bleeding profusely, as he smashed into another big pile of champagne.

The glass bottles exploded, and he fell into the pool of wine with all the glass shards piercing his body, followed by another scream, and blood flowing everywhere on his face.

“Ah…”

Huang Wenxiang screamed in agony.

“Noisy!” Tang Zhong uttered coldly.

This moment was unexpected for everyone; Tang Zhong had actually taken action, and he was beating up Huang Tianxiang.

It was well-known that Huang Tianxiang was the son of Huang Qinglong.

In Zhu Island City, Huang Qinglong had the reputation of being a descendant of the great Huang, and his power was considerable in both the white and grey zones.

They were unaware that Huang Wenxiang was so-called martial artist, only knowing that Huang Wenxiang’s power was immense.

At this moment, all the second-generation rich kids retreated, realizing that if Tang dared to strike even Huang Tianxiang, they were no match for him.

“You…

you dare to hit him, you’re looking for death!” At this moment, Mo Yu said in alarm.

“All I know is that those who owe me money are asking for death.

Since you stated the amount that day, I said that once my patience runs out, it’s time to die!” Tang Zhong stated coldly.

Mo Yu felt that something was amiss: “You…

what are you going to do?”

Suddenly, Tang Zhong made his move, reaching out towards Mo Yu with a grab, like the claw of an eagle, seizing her throat.

“You shouldn’t have played me!”

Mo Yu was grasped by the throat, almost unable to breath, her pretty face turning red as she was lifted into the air, her legs flailing wildly.

“Let…

let me go…”

The people around saw Mo Yu being grabbed and started to panic: “You…

you damn bastard, let go of Miss Mo, take your dirty hands off her…”

But Tang Zhong just grabbed Mo Yu and walked towards the door: “I originally just wanted ten billion, but now, I’ve changed my mind.

I need a hundred billion…”

“Aren’t you a member of the Mo Family?

Now I’m taking you to the Mo Family to get the money…”

At these words, Mo Yu’s face turned ashen; she realized she wasn’t dealing with a person, but a demon.

If she had known it was about ten billion earlier, she would have given it to him.

But seeing Huang Tianxiang collapsed on the ground, covered in blood, she changed her mind.

Still able to speak despite being tightly gripped by the throat by Tang Zhong, she said,

“You better worry about yourself for now.

You’ve harmed Huang Tianxiang, who is the son of Azure Dragon Huang Qinglong, who fathered him in his old age.

You’re going to die a miserable death.

I know Huang Wenxiang is a martial artist.

I noticed it when he was throwing punches earlier, and I heard from my grandfather that Azure Dragon Huang Qinglong is a Grandmaster of Martial Arts.

He won’t let you off.

You are a martial artist, you should know the strength of a Grandmaster.

I don’t understand martial artists, but I do know you can’t insult a Grandmaster!”

“Is that so?” Tang Zhong started to laugh.

Indeed, one must not insult a Grandmaster!

Those who insult Grandmasters die; that is the rule of the Martial World!

“But so what?”

(That’s all for today; I’m slowly unfolding the world I want to write about!)