At the black boxing ring, many men and women around watched with mocking amusement.
"I wonder who this hothead is, daring to offend Young Master Liu."
"He probably doesn't even know who Young Master Liu is, or he wouldn't have the guts to stir up trouble here."
"Whether they know each other or not, we're in for a good show today."
As the crowd's murmurs continued, Young Master Liu sneered, "You little brat, aren't you very arrogant?"
"Since you think you're so capable, you can go down and fight them now. I'll pick you."
"Even if the organizers come, they have to obey my orders."
"Push him down."
Upon hearing his words, the hidden men in black in the corners immediately stood up and walked over.
Mu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, a sharp glint flashing within them.
He maintained a casual smile as he watched the approaching men in black.
Young Master Liu walked over and said mockingly, "If you kneel down right now and beg for my forgiveness, I might give you a chance to avoid going down."
"If you go down, they'll definitely beat you to death."
"This is a choice between life and death."
"Kneel down and be my dog, and I'll let bygones be bygones."
The moment his voice fell, Mu Feng slowly raised his hand and then brought it down forcefully.
"Slap!"
A crisp slapping sound echoed, seeming to drown out all the voices in the venue.
Countless people were stunned into silence, the scene becoming so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.
No one expected Mu Feng to act so directly, let alone slap Young Master Liu across the face.
After a second of stunned silence, Young Master Liu's expression twisted with rage as he roared, "You're courting death, how dare you hit me!"
In his fury, he didn't think and punched towards Mu Feng's face.
His eyes blazed with boundless anger.
However, before his hand could reach Mu Feng,
Another crisp slapping sound rang out.
Young Master Liu was sent flying backward, crashing into a nearby seat, his back nearly breaking.
The intense pain made him cry out in agony.
The men in black around them finally reacted, their eyes filled with savage fury.
"Damn it, how dare he lay hands on Young Master Liu! Kill him!"
The men already had sharp daggers in their hands, lunging towards Mu Feng.
"Wait a moment!"
Young Master Liu shouted. The intense pain contorted his entire face, but his eyes, bloodshot and inflamed, held a twisted ferocity.
All the men in black halted, looking at Young Master Liu with confusion.
Shouldn't they be killing the person who dared to confront them now? Why was he showing mercy?
"I won't let him die so easily. How dare he hit me? I've never been hit in my life."
"Torture him, torment him severely."
"In front of everyone here, I will skin him alive and make him experience the agony of flaying and being disemboweled while conscious."
"And I will have his bones crushed one by one, turning him into ashes!"
His furious roars sounded like demonic growls.
The onlookers' faces lit up with excitement, some even cheering loudly.
"That's right, that's how he should be dealt with! Let him know the might of our Young Master Liu."
"Flay him and disembowel him!"
The thunderous shouts surged wave after wave.
Everyone's eyes gleamed with extreme excitement.
They came here for the thrill.
What was about to happen was definitely beyond their expectations for the day.
They were used to the gore on the ring, but they had never actually seen what it was like to be flayed and disemboweled.
Mu Feng smiled faintly and said, "Who gave you the courage to say such things?"
"Just these useless weeds?"
"I don't even take them seriously. Dealing with them is like cutting through tofu."
Upon hearing his words, the men in black couldn't help but sneer mockingly.
Their amusement was filled with disdain.
"Kid, don't you think you're bragging too much? You want to deal with us?"
"I'm not looking down on you, but I'll stand here and let you hit me. Can you even budge me?"
As he spoke, the bald man stepped forward.
He was the person in charge of this venue, and now, holding a large knife, he directly swung it at the nearby railing.
The wooden railing snapped instantly, and his eyes revealed a clear mockery. "Are you scared? Don't you even dare to dodge?"
"If my knife had been a bit off just now, I would have severed your arm."
Mu Feng simply smiled faintly, his gaze unchanged.
Meanwhile, Zhang Tian, standing nearby, looked at these people with pity.
He knew all too well what consequences awaited them.
At this moment, he couldn't help but step back a little, to avoid being caught in the crossfire.
The bald man turned to Young Master Liu and said obsequiously, "Young Master Liu, don't worry, I definitely won't let this guy off easy. The reason I didn't chop him just now was so I could skin him whole."
"I've heard that people don't die immediately after being skinned. My technique might be rusty, but it's definitely capable."
Young Master Liu nodded, his face contorted with malice. "I trust you. Now, bring this bastard down immediately, and you'll be the one to do it personally."
"I want his skin. I want to make a collection and hang it in my room."
"It's the first time I've been hit, and I want to keep a memento."
"If you do a good job and satisfy me, I'll definitely put in a good word for you with my father. From now on, you won't just be the person in charge of the venue, but the spokesperson for all our businesses."
Countless people looked at Mu Feng with pity.
In their eyes, Mu Feng was certainly doomed.
The bald man nodded excitedly, "No problem, Young Master, just watch!"
"I will definitely satisfy you."
Mu Feng had already noticed the situation. Only Young Master Liu was being shielded by the men in black, forming a protective circle around him.
The other people, their bodyguards, couldn't get in.
He had deliberately sought out trouble with this fellow.
"Is this factory owned by you?" Mu Feng asked.
Young Master Liu proudly raised his head, "That's right. This venue is my father's property."
Mu Feng smiled.