Chapter 1101: A Big Trouble Brewing

Yi Feng thought it was bandits coming for revenge and was about to get up to check. Before he could move, the father and daughter suddenly turned pale.

"Young Master Yi, you must not act rashly. This matter has nothing to do with you. We cannot involve you!"

After saying this, they hurried out of the dining room without further explanation, their faces filled with panic, as if facing a formidable enemy. Sensing the urgency in their tone, Yi Feng, puzzled, followed them out.

When he reached the door, he stood behind a group of servants and saw the Song family father and daughter bowing respectfully, their tone full of reverence.

"Greetings, esteemed lords. We apologize for any shortcomings and hope for your understanding."

Following their line of sight, Yi Feng saw several middle-aged men standing in the courtyard. They all had fair complexions, with a certain softness in their features. The servants and guards around them were lying on the ground, apparently seriously injured, but no one dared to cry out. The atmosphere was heavy with suppressed fear and respect. It seemed the visitors held a high status, and the Song family had no choice but to submit.

Facing the respectful bows of the father and daughter, the leading old man coldly looked on with his hands behind his back.

"Song Decai, have you grown a bear's heart and a leopard's gall?!"

Song Decai turned pale with fear and lowered his body even further.

"My lord, please forgive me! I would never dare to slight you. I truly did not know of your sudden arrival. I am foolish and do not know what has angered you..."

The leading old man glanced at him coldly and let out a disdainful laugh.

"Still playing dumb? Your Song Manor has long been under the jurisdiction of our Tianyin Sect. Without our protection, how could you survive? It has been half a month since the last tribute. Have you forgotten?"

"Song Decai, it's true that it's easy to enjoy the shade under a big tree, but you must not forget to water and fertilize it. Otherwise, when disaster strikes, there will be no shade to protect you, and you will regret it too late..."

The sarcastic words made the Song father and daughter tremble.

Yi Feng finally understood a bit. It seemed like some sect was demanding protection money, not much different from the mafia in his previous life. They were all bad news.

But seeing the father and daughter's even more submissive posture, Yi Feng felt something was off. What kind of protection fee could make a wealthy manor owner so anxious, even showing signs of fear and distress? He guessed it must involve a lot of treasure, and these people were probably ruthless exploiters.

As Yi Feng pondered, Song Decai pleaded.

"My lords, please forgive me! It's true that our manor has some wealth, and it is only right to offer treasures to your esteemed sect. But last time, your envoy demanded ten pure yang men. This matter is truly too difficult..."

"Most of our servants are of ordinary talent, and our guards rarely possess pure yang bodies. This matter is truly too hard. We beg for your understanding. If it's treasures you want, I would never dare to refuse!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the leading old man raised his finger in a delicate gesture and shouted angrily.

"Nonsense! Your Song Manor has a thousand people, and you can't even find ten pure yang men?! If you don't provide the tribute today, I will make you beg for death!"

"Hurry and find enough men. I will personally select them!"

The shout echoed, and the Song father and daughter turned pale. The servants who had just gotten up were terrified.

Hearing this, Yi Feng's eyes widened.

Wow... I can't believe it!

He had thought the visitors were a bit strange, and the Song family's attitude was quite submissive. He had assumed they were demanding a lot of money, but it turned out they wanted people.

And the most outrageous part was, they wanted men!

What the hell...

This is really eye-opening.

The servants around were so scared their legs were trembling, and they instinctively knelt down. As if a cold wind swept through, Yi Feng's figure was no longer hidden and immediately caught the attention of the group of old perverts.

His handsome appearance and scholarly demeanor instantly caught the eyes of the old men.

"Oh?"

"This one seems quite good..."

"Yes, bright eyes, white teeth, and a heroic look. Very good..."

"It seems he also has a pure yang body. A rare find."

Several pairs of soft eyes turned towards him, and Yi Feng felt a chill run down his spine!

If it were women complimenting him, it would be fine.

But now.

Being praised by these old freaks was more disgusting than being cursed.

Yi Feng, a strong man, would never tolerate such weirdos!

He was about to explode in anger and teach these perverts a lesson to correct the twisted customs of this place!

But then.

Miss Song suddenly stood up under the pressure, spreading her arms to shield him.

"My lords, my lords! This young master is not from our Song family. He is a senior with half-saint cultivation. I beg you to show mercy!"

Song Yuting was quick-witted and grateful. She revealed Yi Feng's identity and used his cultivation level to intimidate, while also not offending the visitors. Her words were the best possible way to refuse without causing conflict.

The soft-spoken old men were momentarily stunned but showed no fear.

After exchanging glances, they all showed a smug, soft smile, as if they had already decided Yi Feng's fate.

"Half-saint?"

"Pfft..."

"Oh! I thought it was some great expert. Just a half-saint? Our Tianyin Sect has several true saints. What's a half-saint?"

"He looks good and has a decent demeanor. He must be a smart man. I doubt he would resist, right?"

With a few soft words, the leading old man pointed at Yi Feng.

"You, come here. Don't do anything stupid, or you'll regret it."

Seeing this, Yi Feng almost vomited his dinner from last night!

Disgusting!

He had finally had a decent meal, only to run into these disgusting creatures. His temper flared, and he threw a punch!

"Boom!"

In a flash, a sonic boom shook the manor!

The old men, who had been laughing moments ago, were instantly turned into a mist of blood, disappearing without a trace!

Everyone was stunned, their eyes wide with shock!

Staring at the blood mist settling on the ground, turning into a pool of blood, the shock and astonishment in their eyes were like surging rivers. The courtyard was so quiet you could hear a pin drop!

The world was finally quiet.

Only Yi Feng's voice broke the silence.

"Ah, what a bunch of trash..."

He was really disappointed, one wave after another. First, he encountered weak bandits, then this perverted sect. Their cultivation levels were slightly higher than the average on Yunxing, but they were still trash.

The most annoying part was how disgusting they were.

These so-called experts seemed like a joke in his eyes, all of them completely clueless. It really lowered his opinion of Lanxing.

Yi Feng's soft sigh finally woke everyone up.

The Song father and daughter were shocked, then filled with panic.

"This... this punch shows an incredibly high level of cultivation!"

"Oh no! Young Master Yi, you've killed these people. This is going to be a huge problem!"

As their exclamations rang out, the servants also woke up from their stupor. Fear spread rapidly, and everyone was trembling, not daring to move.

Song Decai, who had previously been composed, now sighed and clapped his hands in despair.

"What are we going to do? What are we going to do?"

"The Tianyin Sect is full of experts. Young Master Yi, how could you kill their people? You've brought a huge trouble upon yourself. There will be endless consequences!"

"Even if I wanted to help, I am powerless!"

Song Yuting's eyes showed gratitude, but it was quickly drowned by panic.

"Young Master Yi, you've caused a great disaster..."

This was reality.

He had killed the intruders, but no one was grateful. Instead, everyone was panicking. It seemed they had been oppressed for so long that they had lost the will to resist.

Facing the crowd's fearful sighs, Yi Feng remained calm.

"A bunch of trash. I killed them, and I'll take responsibility."

What a bunch of scum, this Tianyin Sect!

Based on the cultivation levels of the visitors and what they had said earlier, the strongest among them were probably just a few saints. They weren't even worth mentioning, and likely not a powerful sect.

If there were real experts, he would welcome the challenge.

Seeing Yi Feng's unflinching expression, the crowd sighed, their expressions complex.

Dark clouds floated in the sky, as if a storm was coming...