"Haha, curse me all you want. The more you curse, the more excited they'll get!"
Han Li'en continued.
As the few people were teasing Tang Shimin, a Korean man rushed in in a panic.
"Young Master Han, it's bad! A man and a woman have broken in outside and injured many of our subordinates!"
The man said quickly.
"Who dares to barge into this place? Are they tired of living?"
Upon hearing this, Han Li'en's expression changed instantly, and he shouted loudly.
"Lu Yang, Lu Yang is here!"
Tang Shimin, lying in bed, was the first to think of Lu Yang. Apart from Lu Yang, no one cared about his life or death, not even his parents.
"Lu Yang?"
"This dog finally showed up!"
Hearing this, Han Li'en didn't get angry but laughed. He had already found an expert to deal with Lu Yang. This time, he had invited the number one expert in Korea, a master of Taekwondo, and one of its innovators. He was also one of the elders who had reformed Taekwon-do. He was ninety years old. In China, such a person would be equivalent to a Grandmaster, very powerful. Moreover, he had come to China to challenge others years ago.
He had challenged the top ten sects in China, winning nine and losing one, and was eventually defeated by China's Flying Tiger King.
However, after this master returned to Korea, he had devoted himself to research and achieved breakthroughs, becoming even more powerful. His visit to China this time was both at the invitation of Korean conglomerates to oversee Jiangbei City and to defeat the Flying Tiger King.
Little did he know that the Flying Tiger King had only used fifty percent of his strength to defeat him back then. Even the injured Flying Tiger King now could easily defeat this Korean expert. xxs壹贰
"Invite Mr. Park Sung-hwan out!"
Han Li'en said to his subordinate.
"Yes, Young Master Han!"
The subordinate immediately went to invite Park Sung-hwan upon hearing Han Li'en's words. Han Li'en, along with the people by his side, walked out unhurriedly.
When they reached the main hall, Lu Yang was already sitting in the hall, drinking red wine by himself.
"This Korean red wine tastes quite good. It must be quite old! Do you want to try some?"
Lu Yang poured a glass and asked Bai Shumin with a smile.
"I'm not in the mood!"
"I don't think barging in here is a good idea. Since the Korean conglomerates can make this place their stronghold, there must be experts guarding it. I'm really worried something might happen to you, and then I won't be able to escape either!"
Bai Shumin shook his head. He had heard about the decadent private lives of those Korean conglomerates. In Korea, those artists were supported by these conglomerates with money and were merely their playthings, to be toyed with as they pleased. Many artists couldn't live on and eventually committed suicide. Such things were common and unremarkable in Korea.
If Lu Yang lost this time, he would naturally fall into the hands of the Korean conglomerates, and the humiliation he would suffer might not be any less than that of those artists.
But would Lu Yang lose?
In Bai Shumin's memory, Lu Yang had overcome every dangerous situation and escaped safely every time. Thinking of this, Bai Shumin's tense heart instantly relaxed.
Before Bai Shumin could finish his thoughts, Han Li'en came out with his subordinates.
"Lu Yang?"
"How dare you come here? Do you know what this place is?"
Han Li'en shouted at Lu Yang in less-than-fluent Chinese.
"Isn't this just a club, a place where you Koreans hang out?"
Lu Yang said with a cold smile.
"You..."
"Shut your damn mouth! How dare you speak to our Young Master Han like this? Get down on your knees!"
Hearing this, a subordinate behind Han Li'en immediately stepped forward and shouted at Lu Yang sternly.
"Kneel?"
"In my life, I, Lu Yang, only kneel to heaven, earth, and my parents. I have never knelt to Koreans. Why don't you kneel down and teach me?"
Lu Yang continued with a cold smile.
"You're courting death!"
Hearing this, the subordinate's face changed, and he threw a punch at Lu Yang.
He practiced boxing and was a renowned boxer in Korea. However, such a move was no different from a child playing house in Lu Yang's eyes.
Lu Yang simply extended a finger and flicked the man's incoming fist, sending him flying backward. He smashed through the wall of the club and hung on the wall, his life uncertain.
"Hiss!"
Everyone present gasped in unison. They hadn't expected Lu Yang's skills to be so powerful. With just a gentle flick, he had sent a Korean boxer flying and hanging on the wall, his life unknown.
"You..."
"How dare you lay your hands on my men in front of me? You're dead! When Master Park arrives, I'll break your limbs and make you kneel before me like a dog until you die!"
Seeing Lu Yang injure his subordinate like that in front of him, Han Li'en became instantly furious and shouted sternly.
"Oh really?"
"Then quickly invite your Master Park out. I'd also like to see what kind of experts your Korea has!"
Lu Yang said with a dismissive smile, then sat back in his seat, poured a glass of red wine, and savored it with interest.
"Who is causing trouble on the land of my Korea?"
At this moment, a faint voice echoed, and an old man dressed in a black training uniform walked over unhurriedly.
The old man seemed as if a gust of wind could blow him halfway. He looked extremely weak, hunched over, and leaning on a cane, appearing as if he could die at any moment.
"Young Master Han!"
The old man bowed to Han Li'en, then scanned the entire hall, finally landing his gaze on Lu Yang.
"Chinese brat? Are you the one causing trouble here?"
Park Sung-hwan asked Lu Yang coldly.
Although he had the cultivation level of a Grandmaster, he practiced a secret technique that allowed him to discern a person's cultivation level. When his gaze fell upon Lu Yang, it was as if he was looking through a thin mist, unable to see anything clearly. This made Park Sung-hwan puzzled.
"Your Koreans captured my people, and I came to retrieve them. How is that causing trouble?"
Lu Yang asked Park Sung-hwan coldly.
"Retrieve people?"
"Everyone here is Korean. We don't have the person you're looking for!"
Park Sung-hwan said directly.
"It seems you're an old geezer who lacks virtue. I thought old people in Korea might have some cultivation and character, but it turns out they're the same as these unformed brats. Since you're all brats, I have no need to waste my breath on you. Let's just fight!"
Lu Yang looked at Park Sung-hwan and said with a cold smile.