"Go!"

Lin Miao whispered softly and pulled Sun Youwei in the direction they came from.

Lianxin and Lianru, holding sharp swords, paved the way in front. Naturally, no one dared to obstruct them, and the onlookers silently watched.

This group had unfamiliar faces; they must have just arrived in Li Hen City and weren’t aware of the rules, offending the Black Skull Law Enforcement Team.

That means confronting the Skull Association behind it...

Is the Skull Association easy to deal with?

Now there’s more drama to watch, but no one dared to speak for fear of saying the wrong thing. Whether offending this man and three women or the Skull Association, trouble would ensue.

Walking along the path, Lin Miao noticed Sun Youwei’s hand was somewhat cold, with a hint of nervousness, yet she still didn’t speak a word.

She knew this conflict arose from her speaking too much, and she felt deeply guilty.

"You think you can leave after hurting the people of my Skull Association?" Suddenly, a strong, domineering voice exploded over the night market.

A person dressed in a black robe appeared at the entrance of the market.

With each step covering several meters, it was as if teleportation was used; in the blink of an eye, the person stood before Lin Miao and the others.

Black Robe!

One of the eight kings of the Skull Association, Black Robe.

Lin Miao took a look at this Black Robe, appearing to be around fifty years old, exuding a metallic aura with arms crossed, and that scrutinizing gaze clearly showed that he didn’t consider them to be of any threat.

"Lord Black Robe, those two women are at the Meridian Passage Realm..." The severely injured Mr. Liou awakened and supported himself, reminding.

"I see them. Mr. Liou, don’t worry; I will capture these two young ladies and hand them over to you!" Black Robe boomed in his deep voice, as if handling this matter was as simple as eating or drinking.

"Thank you, Lord Black Robe!"

"Boy, today you all can’t leave, all must stay!" Black Robe said coldly to Lin Miao. No one who dared to injure people from the Skull Association had ever ended well.

"If I want to leave, no one can stop me!" Lin Miao said calmly. This Black Robe’s cultivation wasn’t weak, probably at the Middle Grade Meridian Passage Realm.

And although Lianxin and Lianru were only at the Lower Grade Meridian Passage Realm, the two shared a tacit understanding and controlled the way of combined attack, perhaps not an inferior opponent to him, only lacking in combat experience.

"Boasting! I will capture you first!" As soon as Black Robe’s words fell, he launched his attack, extending a hand from his chest, leaping forward, and pouncing towards Lin Miao from mid-air.

"How dare you harm our young master!"

Lianxin and Lianru both shouted angrily, thrusting their twin swords forward, and two sword lights slashed towards Black Robe in mid-air.

"Courting death!" Black Robe roared furiously, his body paused in the air, abandoning Lin Miao, and attacked Lianxin and Lianru instead.

"Go." Lin Miao pulled Sun Youwei and quickly led her away from the scene.

Here was the Skull Association’s territory. Sun Youwei, though possessing cultivation, lacked fighting power; staying here was evidently inappropriate.

Might as well take this chance to first send her away safely.

Seeing Lin Miao actually leaving with someone, Black Robe’s eyes flickered with murderous intent, but although Lianxin and Lianru’s cultivation was inferior to his, the combat power they displayed when attacking together wasn’t weaker than his Middle Grade Meridian Passage Realm. Even if they couldn’t beat him, they could delay him for some time.

Seeing the Skull Association about to lose face today, Black Robe was enraged and launched a fierce punch, sending a powerful wave of energy, centered on his fist, crashing heavily towards Lianxin and Lianru.

Lianxin and Lianru’s long swords stalled, and their forms froze.

Black Robe seized this opportunity to push back the two sisters and turned to leap at Lin Miao, delivering a punch from behind.

"Go back!"

How could Lin Miao not be prepared? Seeing Black Robe’s punch coming, he turned around, took a bow stance and met it with a punch of his own.

Pop!

Two powerful forces collided in mid-air.

Lin Miao extended an arm, blocking the rebound of the energy to prevent Sun Youwei behind him from getting hurt. But he, too, was pushed back three steps by the force.

Black Robe, on the other hand, only took one step back.

He, however, was inwardly shaken. This young man was at most at the Upper Grade Blood Fusion Realm—how could his internal energy be so profound, not any lesser than him at the Middle Grade Meridian Passage Realm?

Where did this little monster come from, and how did he cultivate?

Moreover, his maids were at the Lower Grade Meridian Passage Realm; could he be an heir from some top-tier sect?

Such a person coming to Li Hen City—Skull Association should have received news of it...

Now we’re in trouble.

This confrontation couldn’t simply be let go. Not only would he become a joke, but the Skull Association would too.

"Who are you, really?"

"A nobody."

"You can’t be a nobody; tell me your name. For the sake of your seniors, I might be willing to let this matter go." Black Robe, rich in experience, quickly devised a countermeasure.

If the other party mentioned his sect, particularly if it were a top-tier sect, then he could gracefully step down.

Being humiliated once before a top-tier sect wasn’t a big deal; though the Skull Association appeared strong in the eyes of the world, it was nothing before such sects.

Besides, only a fool would provoke a top-tier sect.

Unfortunately for him, Lin Miao truly was a nobody in the martial world, merely coincidentally having two girls at the Meridian Passage Realm.

Theoretically, Lianxin and Lianru belonged to him and weren’t related to the Snow Mountain Sect anymore.

"I really am a nobody. If you want to fight, we’ll continue. If not, then we’ll just leave." Lin Miao said calmly.

Lin Miao and Ling Yu’Er had already driven the carriage over.

They signaled for Sun Youwei to get on the carriage.

If the person in the black robe remained stubborn, then they could only let the two young ones take the senior sister back first. Once out of the night market, it would be the territory of the Embroidery Manor, and the Skull Association wouldn’t dare cause trouble there.

As long as they entered the Embroidery Manor’s territory, the senior sister would be safe.

Even if the head of the Skull Association came, it would be of no use.

Besides, the head of the Skull Association probably wouldn’t come out over such a small matter and make the Embroidery Manor an enemy.

They were still VIP clients of the Embroidery Manor.

Both emotionally and logically, the Embroidery Manor would offer protection to the senior sister.

Given a way out, if you don’t take it, the muscle under the black robe’s eye twitched slightly. There’s no choice, it seems he’ll have to use force.

As long as he could capture this young one in front of him, wait until his elders come to claim him!

The man in the black robe, with a darkened face, lunged once more. This time, his target was specifically Lin Miao. By seizing him quickly, he could control the situation.

Lin Miao also wanted to find someone to "measure" his true combat strength. Sparring with Lianxin and Lianru only added some experience, but only real fighting could bring about a significant improvement.

He had just tested it out; the black robe was a good whetstone.

His inner breath swirled fast, and a faint dragon’s roar sounded from within Lin Miao’s body, a phenomenon that occurs only when the Dragon Elephant Wisdom Strength is practiced to the Great Success Realm.

By using the Dragon Elephant Wisdom Strength to drive the Baji Fist, employing the technique of the Three Waves, Lin Miao’s punch sent the black robe reeling three steps back!

The black robe was startled.

He had just forced him back three steps, and in the blink of an eye, the power in his punch was even stronger.

Moreover, he clearly felt the opponent’s attacking force was like waves, with each wave higher than the last, otherwise he wouldn’t have been forced three steps back so suddenly.

What kind of monster is this?

No choice, reaching this point, he couldn’t back down, he could only grit his teeth and move forward. The black robe delivered a horizontal iron claw, executing his signature move "Mystic Yin Claw."

The black robe had a set of black iron gloves, fearless of any weapon when worn on the hands, combined with his unique martial art, the Mystic Yin Claw. Among the Eight Vajras of the Skull Association, it was at least middle-ranked.

Lin Miao only had a pair of bare fists, but these fists were not easy to deal with either, each punch sent ripples through the air!

This was Fist Qi!

Lin Miao and the black robe began a close-quarters, head-on fight, which was his advantage.

"Sister, is the young master really that powerful?" Lianru held her sword and, along with Lianxin, watched the battle from the sidelines.

"The young master can teach us martial arts. Although his realm is not as high as ours, his combat power is not necessarily inferior. Otherwise, why would he always be the one asking for mercy?" Lianxin whispered teasingly.

"Sister, you’re getting naughtier..."

To see the lord in the black robe being suppressed was something that overturned everyone’s understanding, especially Mr. Liou, who stood dumbfounded, muttering to himself, "What kind of monster have I provoked..."

As for Bao San and the others, they were already ashen-faced with fear. They never imagined, thinking they were just two inexperienced young ones, an easy catch like fat sheep, but unexpectedly, they were dealing with a fierce tiger.

This lord in the black robe, being such a high and mighty figure, wasn’t even a match. Who could this person possibly be?

"Bao San, why are your pants wet?"

"Ah, I..." Bao San looked down, finding a large wet patch at the front of his pants, a strong stench of urine spreading out.

He couldn’t face anyone!

It had been a long time since he moved around like this.

Lin Miao, invigorated by the fight, naturally employed Baji Fist, Arhat Fist, Xingyi Fist... using whatever fist style came to mind.

Fighting is just like that; use whatever works well, there are no set routines.

With the infusion of internal breath, both legs and arms were like fine steel, going all out, but of course, the black robe being a skilled fighter in the Meridian Passage Realm had abundant combat experience, making it difficult to determine the winner in a short time.

It was truly a match of peers.

But it was just a matter of moments before the two shadows suddenly separated.

The black robe felt his arms were slightly numb, thinking to himself, how is this guy so strong? If this continues, he might not come out on top.

Lin Miao’s fists were also numb. This old guy had a layer of iron shell and decent skills; it wouldn’t be easy to distinguish who’s superior in a short while.

Do we keep fighting?

What do you think!

The complexities of right and wrong are clear in your heart. Continuing, you might not win against me, but ultimately, it’ll still be your loss of face?

The man in the black robe turned to look at his subordinates and Bao San, who both evasively averted their gazes. Can’t you see?

Things had escalated; not only would the Skull Association’s reputation be gone, but the night market would also be finished.

It’s just not worth it.

No choice, the opponent is too strong, a local power that can’t suppress a formidable outsider, they have to concede.

There are still two other experts in the Meridian Passage Realm eyeing the situation like tigers from the side. If pushed, they’d be three against one, and he’d still get the short end of the stick.

Call for reinforcements?

The black robe couldn’t afford the humiliation, and how do you know they wouldn’t call for reinforcements too?