From afar, two figures gradually appeared on the mountain peak.
It was Hu Sansheng and Liao Yifan.
However, after the two finally reached the summit, they were stunned.
For as far as they could see, amidst the slightly bustling crowd, they couldn't find Ying Chen's figure!
In other words, Ying Chen was still missing, and no one knew where he had gone!
The two instantly became uneasy.
They had been very confident in Ying Chen, but now their confidence had waned significantly.
While the two were pretending to be dead, keeping their eyes on their noses and their noses on their mouths.
Someone suddenly spotted them.
Immediately, they walked towards them.
"Yo, isn't this Hu Sheng? I heard you and that mainland kid are in cahoots?"
"What are you talking about? Don't forget that Hu Sheng himself is from the mainland! He's just... he's just..."
"Like father, like son, a rat's offspring can dig holes!"
Someone chimed in.
"Ah, yes, yes! A rat's offspring can dig holes!"
"Hahahaha..."
The scene instantly erupted in laughter.
Hu Sansheng's face sank, turning ashen.
But due to the overwhelming numbers of the opposing party, he couldn't say anything.
He could only pretend not to hear and walked towards a less crowded corner.
While Hu Sansheng still held some status in Hong Kong, these people, despite their mockery, dared not truly offend him to death.
But Liao Yifan was another story. These people didn't take him seriously and had no qualms about offending him to the extreme.
After all, Liao Yifan, a Hong Kong native, had betrayed Hong Kong.
More importantly, the only spokesperson for the Liao family, Liao Yifan's father, was now lying in bed like a vegetable, completely incapacitated.
It was like a tiger's den with only a newborn cub left, and the adult tiger turned into a helpless, ailing beast.
If not him, then whom would they bully?
"Little Liao, have you ever heard this story?"
Someone approached Liao Yifan with a smile and asked.
Liao Yifan was startled, thinking the person was being friendly, and replied, "No, I haven't. What story is it?"
"The story goes like this: One day, a soldier ran to the general to report that there was a traitor among them. The general immediately ordered the traitor to be dealt with. But then the soldier said..."
"Guess what the soldier said?"
The person asked Liao Yifan with a mischievous grin.
Liao Yifan looked blank and shook his head, "I don't know. What did the soldier say?"
"The soldier said: 'Reporting to the general, we have already dealt with the traitor, and now we are reporting the result to you!'"
"Hahahaha..." As the person finished speaking, the entire hall erupted in laughter.
Only Liao Yifan remained looking bewildered, not understanding what was so funny.
It wasn't until Hu Sansheng whispered something to him that he suddenly understood.
The "among" and "out" in the soldier's words were meant to be read together!
Most importantly, if it were just an ordinary joke, this was clearly a sarcastic jab at Liao Yifan for being a traitor!
Betraying Hong Kong!
Instantly, Liao Yifan's face turned red with rage.
He stepped forward, grabbed the man's collar, and swung his fist towards his face.
"I'll make you laugh! I'll make you laugh!"
"If I don't knock all your teeth out today, I'm not surnamed Liao!"
Liao Yifan yelled, his neck stiff with anger.
The crowd, which had been laughing boisterously, froze at the sight.
No one had expected Liao Yifan to dare to hit someone in public.
And he had hit an elder of Liao Yifan!
Just as everyone thought the elder's teeth were doomed, a cold voice rang out: "Hitting someone in front of me, don't you think you're disrespecting me too much?"
It was Taoist Yinlong!
As Taoist Yinlong spoke, Liao Yifan's descending fist suddenly froze in mid-air, unable to move.
At the same time, Liao Yifan let out a muffled groan, and his body, as if struck by a heavy hammer, flew backward.
*Thump!*
Liao Yifan fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
He struggled a few times but lacked the strength to even get up!
He could only lie on the ground like a slug!
Seeing this, the crowd's suspended hearts relaxed, and they burst into laughter again: "Tsk tsk, now the Liao father and son are complete. The old one lies in bed, and the young one lies on the ground, both like living dead invalids!"
Liao Yifan's anger intensified. Although he couldn't get up, he clenched his fists and spat fiercely at the laughing crowd.
Just as he was about to curse, a foot heavily stomped on his face.
"If you don't want to die, shut your mouth obediently!"
"How dare you act so presumptuously in front of Immortal Yinlong? Do you really want your Liao family to have no descendants?"
"At that time, I wouldn't mind helping your Liao family continue the bloodline! Of course, that's if your mother is willing!"
The person was none other than the elder who had told Liao Yifan the joke earlier!
Liao Yifan was furious, his entire face contorted.
But he was pinned down by the elder's foot, unable to move, so he could only let the rage burn fiercely in his chest, with nowhere to vent.
The onlookers, some gloating, some watching from the sidelines, and some feeling sympathetic.
But ultimately, no one dared to step forward for Liao Yifan.
Because Liao Yifan currently represented the opposition in Hong Kong, representing Ying Chen's side. Anyone who stood up for Liao Yifan would be making an enemy of the other Hong Kong tycoons present.
Seeing Liao Yifan's face turn red and struggling to breathe under the pressure.
At this moment, a voice rang out: "Let him go!"
"Having superior martial arts shouldn't be an excuse to bully others! True masters should respect the freedom of the weak!"
Everyone turned to look.
They found that the speaker of this grand lecture was a young boy no older than ten years old!
The boy was clearly from a good family, otherwise, he wouldn't have had the资格 to come to Kowloon Peak to witness this battle.
However, the boy seemed to have completely misunderstood the situation. He was clearly a local Hong Kong person, yet he stepped forward to defend Liao Yifan, the traitor.
"Xiao Bao, come back quickly!"
"Who told you to run around?"
At this time, a middle-aged man ran out in panic and grabbed the little boy.
He tried to pull the boy back.
"I'm so sorry, my child is a bit ignorant. Please don't blame him."
The man kept apologizing to those around him.
Clearly, the man understood the consequences his son's actions would bring to their family.
However, the boy remained still, stubbornly standing his ground like a stubborn calf.
The man became angry: "Xiao Bao, what do you want? I shouldn't have brought you here!"
"I sent you to study martial arts with Grandpa Hong to strengthen your body, not for you to be disloyal!"
"I'll count to three, and you'll go back immediately!"
"One!"
"Two!"
"Three!"
However, after the man counted to three, the little boy named Xiao Bao still didn't move.
Instead, he continued to stare stubbornly at the elder who was stepping on Liao Yifan's face: "Let him go!"
The elder's eyes, which had been flashing with ferocity, slowly disappeared when he heard the man mention "Grandpa Hong."
He snorted and lifted his foot: "So you're a disciple of Grandpa Hong. For Grandpa Hong's sake, I won't hold it against him!"
"But please control him in the future, because you can't guarantee that he will always meet someone as kind as me!"
The man quickly expressed his gratitude: "Thank you, thank you. I will discipline him strictly in the future!"
Just when he thought the matter was over, Xiao Bao stared intently at the elder who had been stepping on Liao Yifan's face and said astonishingly: "You are not a good person."
"A good person is not like you!"