The Return to Origin Biao Bureau, which was bustling and full of noise just moments ago, suddenly fell silent.

A deathly silence!

The Darts Masters lying on the ground, howling in agony, watched as Lin Fan suddenly struck Mu Feichen, slapping him twice without any hesitation.

All the Darts Masters were utterly stunned!

They gasped in shock, the atmosphere froze, each one with mouths agape, at a loss for words, not daring to breathe loudly.

Initially, there were still some Darts Masters thinking about getting up from the ground to confront Lin Fan.

But seeing Lin Fan act.

They all begrudgingly lay back down, turned their heads away, or aimed their faces at the ground, pretending they hadn't seen anything, or simply feigned unconsciousness.

Turning a blind eye!

As if Mu Feichen wasn't their Young Master.

Not a single person stood up for Mu Feichen.

But one could understand the actions of these Darts Masters after all; Lin Fan had just demonstrated his strength, not even Mu Feichen could oppose Lin Fan, so how could these Darts Masters possibly be a match for him?

Stepping up would only mean getting beaten up for nothing by Lin Fan.

Besides.

Lin Fan dared to slap Mu Feichen in broad daylight, which showed he was confident enough, executing these small fry would be no challenge.

Therefore.

No one dared to confront Lin Fan head-on.

Mu Feichen knelt on the ground before Lin Fan, looking absolutely pathetic!

Blood stained the corner of his mouth, his right cheek swollen to the point of distortion; newcomers wouldn't recognize him as Mu Feichen anymore, he looked completely different.

His head was dizzy, buzzing, his whole body dazed.

He hadn't expected Lin Fan to actually dare lay hands on him!

A mere ant dared to slap him!

An extreme humiliation!

An extreme humiliation indeed!

Within his heart, Mu Feichen roared like thunder, attempting to stand up and regain his dignity.

But.

His legs trembled uncontrollably, weak and powerless, unable to support his body's weight.

He tried several times, yet could only remain kneeling.

Kneeling in humiliation at Lin Fan's feet.

"There's no need for such grand gestures; you, after all, are the Young Master of the Return to Origin Biao Bureau. Kneeling to a mere ant like me, I can't afford such an honor," Lin Fan said with a smile, hands behind his back, looking arrogant, his tone full of mockery.

"You… you…" Mu Feichen was so furious he couldn't speak, feeling as if he was about to explode.

He didn't want to kneel to Lin Fan, it was just that he couldn't move, forcing him to kneel at Lin Fan's feet.

Yet he was humiliated into believing it was his voluntary choice…

Such words spreading would make him a laughingstock for eternity!

"There's no need to be so courteous, is it a custom in your Five Elements Realm to kneel upon meeting people? Sorry, but there are no such customs in the Sumeru Continent; we only kneel to heaven, earth, and our parents, never to a stranger. We have stronger backbones."

The implication was a jab at Mu Feichen's spinelessness.

"Lin Fan! Don't be too arrogant… if you keep humiliating me… I'll make sure you die a terrible death!" Mu Feichen snarled through gritted teeth, furious.

His eyes were almost popping out, looking extremely menacing and terrifying, glaring intently at Lin Fan.

Fierce!

Ruthless!

Terrifying!

Sinister!

Violent!

His posture was like a raging beast, as if he wished to devour Lin Fan alive, only tearing him into pieces could quench his hatred.

Moreover.

"Heh, Young Master Mu's words are so arrogant. Do all in your Five Elements Realm speak such haughty words in such a humble manner? It's my first time seeing it," Lin Fan maintained his cheerful demeanor, unaffected by Mu Feichen's rage.

Mu Feichen was at a loss for words, speechless, his mood hitting rock bottom!

He knew whatever he said now was meaningless.

Because.

He was kneeling in front of Lin Fan!

Even if he uttered the cruelest words, he was in the most degrading posture, posing no threat to Lin Fan, only becoming the butt of a joke.

So he said nothing, only glaring fiercely at Lin Fan, excessively enraged.

He lost!

At least for now, he had utterly lost!

But as long as he didn't die, he vowed to take revenge on Lin Fan one day!

He would definitely settle the score with Lin Fan! 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Young Master Mu, do you still wish to kill me now?" Lin Fan approached Mu Feichen, looking down at him as he asked.

"…" Mu Feichen remained silent, but the venom in his eyes spoke volumes.

Yes!

Very much!

So much that he wished he could kill Lin Fan right now!

But now his whole body had no strength, unable to move, only capable of obediently kneeling on the ground.

So even if he wished it, he dared not say it, otherwise, Lin Fan might retaliate even harder against him.

Lin Fan let out a cold laugh; this guy probably still has unrealistic designs on him.

He still wanted to find an opportunity to kill him.

Not only for pride or dignity but also because Lan Yunwei was watching nearby.

If given the chance, this guy would ruthlessly strike, sparing no mercy.

And each blow would be harder than the last, not just three billion pounds of pressure, but thirty billion, three hundred billion, three trillion, even three hundred trillion pounds!

He would use as much strength as he could, never holding back.

Therefore.

To prevent such a situation, Lin Fan decided to nip it in the bud, ensuring it would never happen.

If he didn't kill Mu Feichen now, this guy would buzz around him like a fly, never letting him go.

Afterward, no matter where he went or what he did, as long as he lived, he'd face endless pursuit from this guy.

Until he died.

Alas!

Such a person cannot be allowed to live!

Otherwise, he'd become a perpetual threat!

Lin Fan smiled faintly.

It's not that he enjoyed slaughter by nature, but these people forced him into it.

This world is one of kill or be killed!

If you aren't ruthless.

Others will be ruthless.

If you don't strike.

Others will strike mercilessly!

Mercy to others brings cruelty to oneself.

This phrase suddenly came to Lin Fan's mind, so he hesitated no longer, raising his hand high.

Spiritual power gathered in his palm!

A golden light emanated, a violent aura surged, swirling around Lin Fan like a giant dragon.

Witnessing this, everyone was dumbstruck!

Especially Mu Feichen, his jaw dropped to the ground, speechless and terrified, his face turning severely ghastly, alternating between shades of red and white.

Thump thump!

Thump thump!

The sound of his heart pounding echoed through the silent air.

Even the Darts Masters at the farthest reach could hear it clearly.

These Darts Masters were also shocked out of their wits.

They couldn't believe their eyes, nor could they believe Lin Fan actually harbored murderous intent towards Mu Feichen.

"This… how… how could it be…"

"He's going to… kill the Young Master?!"

"Impossible… how can it be possible!"

"The Young Master was actually… defeated by a mere ant…"

"And moreover… is about to die at the hands of this ant…"

All the Darts Masters present, their breath caught, stunned and baffled, speechless.

They felt as though they were witnessing an illusion.

Unbelievable.

But the events unfolded right before their very eyes, even if they blinked a hundred times, rubbed their eyes a hundred times, the scene wouldn't change.

Lin Fan, this unnoticed ant, was actually going to strike and kill the Young Master of the Return to Origin Biao Bureau, Mu Feichen!