The Rise of Dragon Son-in-Law
Chapter 182 - 180: Show of Divine Might

Chapter 182: Chapter 180: Show of Divine Might

"But now, no matter how exhausted, Long Chen couldn’t stop."

He rushed to the company, distributed the Elixirs to everyone, and then had them start the new day’s training.

The content of the training, compared to yesterday, had significantly increased.

But no one had any complaints or dared to, and they immediately threw themselves into the training.

Long Chen, on the other hand, entered his own office, sat cross-legged, and began to cultivate to restore his energy.

At the present, the global exhaustion of Spiritual Energy made cultivation extremely difficult.

But Long Chen had a special physique, able to absorb much more Spiritual Energy than the average Cultivator.

Therefore, it didn’t take Long Chen long to return to his peak condition and even felt that he was on the verge of making a breakthrough.

"I just need the right opportunity and my Cultivation will reach a new level,"

Long Chen mused to himself.

Afterward, he left the office to oversee everyone’s training.

Half a day later, just as Long Chen was about to teach everyone some Martial Arts moves, his keen hearing suddenly picked up a commotion from downstairs.

Listening intently, Long Chen heard some unusual noises as if a significant conflict was unfolding.

"There’s a dispute downstairs; I’ll go take a look. You all keep training and don’t slack off,"

Long Chen said.

"Long Chen, you can hear that?"

Long Yi was shocked.

"Of course,"

Long Chen stood up and left.

...

It was only a moment later that Long Chen reached the next floor down.

This level housed an internet company, where chaos reigned, and screams were endless.

Walking into the office area, Long Chen saw a group of men in black viciously wreaking havoc.

And on the ground, a man lay bloodied and motionless, his fate unknown.

Seeing this scene, Long Chen’s eyebrows knitted tightly together as he shouted, "Stop!"

However, Long Chen’s shout seemed to have no effect.

Long Chen stepped forward quickly and kicked a youth, who was smashing fiercely, sending him flying ten meters, spitting out blood on the spot.

This act immediately drew everyone’s attention.

The group of men in black all turned their heads, staring at Long Chen with malicious eyes.

"Who are you?"

"Looking for death?"

"You dare to lay hands on our people, kid, have you never tasted death?"

The dozen or so men all fixed their gaze on Long Chen.

Unfazed, Long Chen walked step by step into the center and said coldly, "You come here and wreak havoc, causing significant disturbance to us upstairs. I came down to see why you would do such a thing."

"You’re from upstairs? Well, you’ve come at the right time," said a middle-aged man with a cigarette in his mouth, brandishing a long knife with arrogance.

In this era, anyone who dared to act like this was either a complete idiot or had a really significant background.

There was no third option!

"The way you say that, I am rather curious now. What, do you plan to go upstairs and smash my place after you’ve trashed this one?" Long Chen asked.

"We might not have needed to smash anything if you just paid the protection fee quietly, but now, since you’ve hit my brother, it seems your floor won’t be getting off easily. Unless you pay double the protection fee, a total of one hundred thousand,"

the man said coldly.

"I see," Long Chen said with a cold laugh. "You little gangsters sure know how to make money. At the same time, aren’t you afraid that your audacity will lead to your downfall?"

"Tsk, it seems you, young man, know nothing about us. If you were willing to ask around, you’d find out that in White Mountain District, it’s Uncle Jiu who calls the shots,"

the man said, puffing on his cigarette with ease.

"Who’s this Ninth Master, never heard of him,"

Long Chen said indifferently.

"Huh?"

The man’s eyes instantly widened.

And the people from the internet company on this floor all changed their expressions, staring at Long Chen.

Was he truly unaware of Ninth Master, or was he showing off?

A girl, worried Long Chen really didn’t know, couldn’t help but remind him, "Ninth Master is a big shot in White Mountain District, influential in both the legitimate and the underworld. Everyone shows him some respect."

"Heard that?" The man glared at Long Chen, "They say ignorance is no excuse, but the words you just said were a bit much, so today I’m afraid it won’t be resolved just by paying some protection fee."

"Is that so?" Long Chen said disdainfully, "This Ninth Master, in my view, is nothing but a rat dropping hiding in the dark corners of a bustling metropolis."

"How dare you, brothers, take him down."

Enraged, the man shouted loudly.

A dozen or so young men in black clothes immediately charged towards Long Chen.

Quite a scene, it looked impressive.

Under normal circumstances, perhaps today they would indeed have succeeded in their plans.

But unfortunately for them, they had encountered Long Chen.

As the dozen men rushed over, Long Chen also immediately took action.

Bang, bang, bang.

Long Chen’s speed was so fast it was dizzying, yet his movements were without any unnecessary flair, and in a two short, sharp series of moves, he had all of them subdued.

The man with the cigarette froze in place, his cigarette trembling.

Long Chen walked up to him, removed the cigarette from his mouth, threw it on the ground, and asked with a smile, "Can you still fight?"

"Big... Big bro..."

"F*cking big bro my ass," Long Chen slapped him across the face.

The man staggered back several steps from the slap, nearly falling over.

But Long Chen didn’t stop, continued walking forward, and delivered another slap, "Serving as a lackey for that rat dropping, do you think you’re very imposing?"

"Big bro, I didn’t, I had no choice."

Slap.

Long Chen continued swinging his hand, showing no mercy.

The man wailed from the beating, his face covered in blood.

The people from the internet company, witnessing this, all felt a great sense of satisfaction, as if they had been vindicated.

At this moment, Long Chen, in their eyes, seemed like a Heavenly God descending to earth, displaying divine might.

Some of the younger girls were already starting to feel an attraction to Long Chen.

The man who had been put to shame no longer possessed his initial arrogance.

Now, all he wanted was to leave quickly, and then to go for reinforcements, hoping for a comeback.

Little did he know, Long Chen read his thoughts like an open book.

"I’ll give you a chance, call over this Ninth Master you speak of, that rat dropping, tell him to bring as many men as he can. He only gets one chance, I’ll wait for him here," Long Chen said lightly.

"Are... are you serious?"

The man looked at Long Chen incredulously.

"Will you call or not? If not, I’ll throw you down from here," Long Chen said.

"I’ll call, I’ll call Ninth Master right away."

The man said hastily.

"Make it quick, I don’t have all day to waste,"

Long Chen kicked the man to the ground.

The man took out his phone and dialed the number.

Long Chen found a spot to sit down and quietly wait.

He was curious to see who this so-called audacious person was, demanding protection fees.

"Young brother, Ninth Master is not someone simple, by doing this, it could be very dangerous,"

A sister brought over a glass of water to Long Chen, then whispered to him.