"Ye Feng, drop your act as president," the King of Jingnan said coldly. "You should understand that this is a trap. Since it’s a trap, don’t expect any courtesy from us!"

"A trap? To you, it’s a trap; to me, it’s merely a lavish feast," Ye Feng replied with a faint smile.

"A lavish feast, you say? Are you really the president of the Star Shining Society?" the King of Jingnan asked curiously. He didn’t believe Ye Feng would be so bold as to oppose the Jingnan Royal Mansion, as he surely knew they were not to be trifled with.

"I am indeed the president of the Star Shining Society. However, the real boss behind me is this man," Ye Feng said, pointing at Yang Qi.

In this vast room were the heads of over seventy organizations. It seemed like a good time to reveal Yang Qi’s identity. After all, Yang Qi would be handling affairs in Thunder City later on, and it would be quite awkward if nobody recognized him.

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked. They had assumed Yang Qi was merely a follower. Considering his youth, just being able to accompany Ye Feng was impressive enough. Who would have thought that Yang Qi was the real boss? But then another thought surfaced. Perhaps Yang Qi was just a front. Many quickly came to the conclusion that the true boss of the Star Shining Society had to be his father, Yang Qingshan. They reasoned that Yang Qi himself wasn’t qualified; the one truly eligible to be the boss had to be Yang Qingshan.

Yang Qi, aware of their thoughts, said indifferently, "This is the first time the Star Shining Society is meeting with all of you. You don’t have to show me any respect, but President Ye is the president of the Martial Arts Association. Who gave you the nerve to remain seated while speaking to him? I’ll give you a count of ten. Anyone who doesn’t stand up will spend the rest of this meeting on their knees."

"Hahaha! Forget ten. Even if you count until you’re old and gray, they won’t stand. It’s a matter of principle!" the King of Jingnan laughed.

"You’re strong, so you have the right to say that. They, however, do not," Yang Qi replied as he began to count down from ten.

When he reached five, someone finally couldn’t take the pressure and stood up. Many feared the Martial Arts Association, and the King of Jingnan couldn’t keep them seated with words alone. After all, this group was merely a temporary alliance.

The first to rise were those from the outer-circle organizations, who knew they were no match for the Martial Arts Association. Even as they stood, they stuck their chins out defiantly. "We’re standing to show President Ye respect, not the Star Shining Society!"

"As you wish. Show respect to whomever you like," Yang Qi said with a smile, continuing his countdown.

By the time he reached one, only half the room was standing. The other half, perhaps thinking the Jingnan Royal Mansion had their backs, remained seated.

"Kong Tianjian, Iron Heart, Iron Bone, Wolf King, clear the room! Anyone who hasn’t stood up will have their legs broken and be forced to kneel!" Yang Qi ordered indifferently.

His casual command sent a chill down everyone’s spine. This young man was too tyrannical! He ordered his men to break the legs of those who remained seated? What they didn’t realize was that since they had treated this as a trap, Yang Qi had no intention of being polite.

In an instant, several men, including Yang Qi himself, moved. Only Ye Feng remained still, his eyes fixed on the King of Jingnan and the Heavenly Slaughter Sword. As long as those two didn’t make a move, the others were no threat.

"AHH—!"

"No, don’t!"

"We’ll kneel! We’ll kneel on our own!"

The moment the action started, the seated men were scared witless. They scrambled to kneel, fearing their legs would be broken. One after another, they all followed suit.

Finally, only the members of the six major organizations were left. The rest of the room was either standing or kneeling.

"So, will you be kneeling on your own, or would you rather have me break your legs?" Yang Qi asked with a smile.

"How dare you speak to our Sect Leader like that!" shouted a master hired by the Wind Control Sect, a Second-Rank, Beginner-Level Overlord.

"Youthful arrogance is not a good habit. Please, sir, teach him a lesson. Make him kneel and apologize to us!" the Sect Leader of the Wind Control Sect said coldly.

"Understood, Sect Leader!" The Overlord smiled, then turned to Yang Qi. "Boy, are you going to kneel on your own, or do I have to help you?"

Yang Qi glanced at the Overlord indifferently. "A Second-Rank, Beginner-Level Overlord. It’s not easy to reach this level of cultivation. I suggest you get lost. You won’t be earning any money here today. If we fight, you’ll at least end up injured. I might not kill you, but getting hurt is never pleasant."

"Hahaha, such arrogance! It’s been a long time since I’ve met such a brazen youth. In that case, I’ll grant your wish and make you kneel before me!" The Overlord-level expert laughed loudly and suddenly made his move.

In a flash, he erupted with terrifying momentum and aimed a punch at Yang Qi’s head. He hoped for a quick victory to showcase his formidable Combat Power, leaving Ye Feng no chance to intervene.

"Lion Fist!" the Overlord-level expert roared, his voice booming like thunder. With this punch, the phantom of a lion appeared, seeming to tear the very air apart.

Yang Qi simply watched him, as immovable as a mountain. He activated the Mountain and Water Skill. I can use any martial art I’ve seen just once. Is this an advantage of being a Cultivator, or is it unique to me? My memory has always been excellent; I can remember anything I see. When used for defense, the Mountain and Water Skill is as unmovable as a mountain. When attacking, however, it’s as wild and domineering as a torrential flood.

The Overlord-level expert saw only a fist before he lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.

Previously, Yang Qi had only displayed the Combat Power of a Tenth-Rank Great Grandmaster. Now, however, he was using the strength of the Body Tempering Stage, First Layer. To him, a Second-Rank, Beginner-Level Overlord was utterly insignificant.

Looking at the unconscious expert on the ground, everyone felt as if they were dreaming. A single punch had knocked out the powerful Second-Rank Overlord before he could even cry out.

"So strong! That punch was not only fast but also overwhelmingly powerful!" Everyone involuntarily swallowed, hardly able to believe what they had just seen. They hadn’t even perceived how Yang Qi had thrown the punch before the fight was over.

"Isn’t that the Mountain and Water Skill?" someone asked. "How does this kid know the Mountain and Water Skill? Could he also have come from overseas?"

Everyone was baffled.

This is just too insane! Ye Feng’s eyes trembled. He had watched the fight between Yang Qi and Wu Yonggui, and back then, Yang Qi was definitely not this strong. He tried to put himself in the Second-Rank Overlord’s shoes, imagining various ways to counter Yang Qi’s attack. It’s completely unstoppable. Even though I’m a Second-Rank, Perfection-Level Overlord, I realize I would be unable to evade that attack. While I might not be knocked unconscious, I’d undoubtedly be seriously injured.