In the restaurant, it was silent, with only the rapid breathing of the surrounding town residents. Ma Hao’s eyes widened in disbelief.
The Holy Monk, who had seemed so lofty in his eyes, had inexplicably knelt before Li Xiaotian!
Even more shocking were the words that followed, making him instinctively wonder if he was dreaming. It was utterly unbelievable.
The middle-aged monk’s face was pale. Before Li Xiaotian could speak, he hurriedly kowtowed, his voice trembling.
“Sir, spare me! I know I was wrong, I beg you to spare me. I am an outer elder of the Lei Huo Buddhist Sect. I beg you to spare my life for the sake of the Lei Huo Buddhist Sect.”
After the middle-aged monk finished speaking, everyone present was stunned. They had never seen the middle-aged monk in such a state, as humble as a dog.
At this moment, everyone looked at Li Xiaotian, this mysterious man from Qin. They couldn't help but wonder what his identity was, to have terrified the Holy Monk so much.
Ma Hao, on the other hand, was completely dumbfounded, unable to process it. His fellow townsman was so formidable!
Thinking of this, Ma Hao felt a surge of joy, but then something else occurred to him, and his expression changed slightly.
Their small town was the territory of the Lei Huo Buddhist Sect. The middle-aged monk held a mediocre position within the sect, and there were many Holy Monks more powerful than him.
Li Xiaotian making the middle-aged monk kneel in public was undoubtedly a slap in the face to the Lei Huo Buddhist Sect. The sect would surely seek retribution. When their Holy Monks arrived, wouldn't Li Xiaotian be in danger?
Thinking this, Ma Hao was about to speak and remind Li Xiaotian, but Li Xiaotian spoke first.
“Spare you? You think you’re worthy to beg for mercy from me?!”
Li Xiaotian sneered. It was already generous of him not to pursue the responsibility of the monk’s sect. Yet, the monk dared to ask him for mercy?
“Brother Ma.”
Li Xiaotian looked at Ma Hao. Ma Hao was in a terrible state. A flicker of something crossed Li Xiaotian’s mind, and a potent energy entered Ma Hao’s body. In an instant, Ma Hao’s body transformed, shimmering with white light. His broken ribs and facial injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
“What?!! This?!”
Ma Hao looked astonished. He was all better? His body felt no pain at all?
“Brother Ma, how that bald donkey treated you just now, you return it all to him now! Only people from Qin can bully others, outsiders are not worthy!!!”
Li Xiaotian spoke calmly, his tone unhurried, but to Ma Hao and the middle-aged monk, it was like a thunderclap. Both were stunned.
Ma Hao was stunned because he was shocked by Li Xiaotian’s suggestion. The middle-aged monk was a Holy Monk, someone he usually had to kowtow to. Now, Li Xiaotian wanted him to publicly humiliate a Holy Monk. How could he do that? He dared not even imagine it!
But despite the shock, Ma Hao felt a slight stir of excitement in his heart. Li Xiaotian’s words stirred something within him.
People from Qin, only people from Qin can bully others, outsiders are not worthy!!!
This statement made Ma Hao swell with pride as a Qin native!
“No! Don’t! Sir, I beg you, I absolutely cannot endure the humiliation from this lowly peasant!!!”
The middle-aged monk suddenly shouted, his expression filled with panic and humiliation. He was a Holy Monk in the eyes of people like Ma Hao, an unattainable existence. Now, to be humiliated by a peasant, how could he accept it?
“Sir! Although my strength is low, I represent the face of the Lei Huo Buddhist Sect. If sir insists on tormenting me, aren’t you afraid the Lei Huo Buddhist Sect will hold you accountable?”
The middle-aged monk spoke urgently, finally remembering his trump card. Yes, he was from the Lei Huo Buddhist Sect. He had been intimidated by Li Xiaotian’s strength earlier and lost his composure, only thinking of begging for mercy.
But now, he thought, he had the Lei Huo Buddhist Sect behind him, with numerous Royal-level Holy Monks within the sect. He didn't believe this young man before him could be a match for those Royal-level Holy Monks!
If his sect’s Royal-level Holy Monks learned that this young man had allowed a peasant to humiliate him, then with the sect’s powerhouses coming out in full force, this young man before him would surely meet a terrible end!
Thinking this, the middle-aged monk calmed down. He looked at Li Xiaotian and spoke threateningly.
“Sir, I know you are powerful, but have you heard the saying? A strong dragon doesn’t dare to cross a local snake. This is the territory of my Lei Huo Buddhist Sect! I offended you first, but I admit my guilt. If you insist on letting this peasant humiliate me, do you know the consequences of doing so?”
“Consequences? Heh, are you threatening me?”
Li Xiaotian chuckled. An ant that wasn't even Royal-level dared to threaten him!
“If you push me this far, I am also forced to do this. If you consider this a threat, then so be it!”
The middle-aged monk spoke. The young man before him hadn’t become enraged after he uttered those words, likely fearing the sect behind him.
“Threaten me? You are not qualified to threaten me. Even if all the powerhouses of your Lei Huo Buddhist Sect were present, you are still not qualified to threaten me!”
Li Xiaotian’s voice grew colder. As he spoke, the pressure the middle-aged monk was enduring intensified. By the time Li Xiaotian finished speaking, the middle-aged monk’s body was pressed flat onto the ground.
Prostrate!
“Ma Hao, if you are still a man of Qin, then show the spirit of a Qin man! He’s just a wretch who can no longer resist, and you don’t even dare to act?”
Li Xiaotian snorted. He could have easily killed the monk with a single blow, but thinking of the grievances Ma Hao had suffered protecting his family, it would be too easy to kill the monk without making him taste similar humiliation.
“Li, Brother Li!”
Ma Hao shivered, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes as he looked at the middle-aged monk.
“Ahhh! Ma Hao, you despicable peasant, how dare you?! If you dare to insult this Holy Monk, believe it or not, you and your family will all die without a burial place!!!”
The middle-aged monk roared, desperate. Allowing a peasant to attack him was worse than killing him!
Ma Hao gritted his teeth. He had felt a flicker of fear, but being provoked by the middle-aged monk’s words ignited his anger!
He was a Qin man!
He was not a peasant!
No one is born a slave!
Thinking of all the years he had endured humiliation and suffered, his heart was filled with unwillingness and rage.
“Ahhh! You dead bald donkey, go to hell! Damn it, I’ve wanted to beat you for a long time! Dammit, all the money I earned through hard work, because I’m not a local, you’ve targeted me everywhere! Go to hell!”
Ma Hao suddenly roared, his eyes turning red. He pounced forward, his foot stomping on the middle-aged monk repeatedly.
“Die!! Bald donkey!! Try making me kneel one more time?”
Ma Hao snarled, finding his feet insufficient. He immediately grabbed a stool and brought it down.