Since we've decided to go all out against the Chihua Guild, let's hit them hard!
Hit them until they fear us, until they cower, until just thinking about the Rongcheng Folklore Research Society makes them tremble!
While Long Feicheng was washing his hands, Yan Shouyi and Wang Jiwang had already set the general direction.
He took a cigarette break in the restroom. When he came out, he saw the two still deep in thought, so he put on a profound air and said:
"I know this matter is of great importance, and you're undecided. Therefore, let me make this difficult decision!"
Wang Jiwang looked at Long Feicheng in surprise: "What are you talking about?"
"Don't mind him, let's talk business," Yan Shouyi sighed.
After the earlier discussion, Yan Shouyi and Wang Jiwang had some new ideas.
The Folklore Research Society had just been established, and there weren't many people who could be put to good use. If they wanted to kill Wu Tianfeng, they had to bear the risk that their own members might also be killed.
To eliminate this risk, they needed to find a different way to kill Wu Tianfeng.
Yan Shouyi proposed setting up a challenge arena directly at the Research Society. They would invite the experts from the Chihua Guild to challenge them, and he would personally defend the arena. Once on stage, life and death would be irrelevant.
Wu Tianfeng, who was so eager to suppress the Folklore Research Society, would surely come to the stage to compete with Yan Shouyi. At that point, Yan Shouyi killing Wu Tianfeng would be perfectly justified, the Chihua Guild would be in the wrong, and the reputation of the Folklore Research Society would be enhanced.
The advantage of this approach was that others wouldn't have to risk their lives for Yan Shouyi's decision. However, the disadvantage was also present: Yan Shouyi would have to bear immense pressure.
But this was pressure Yan Shouyi would have to face sooner or later. As the president of the Research Society, if his strength was insufficient, he would eventually be bullied and unable to hold his head up.
Fortunately, he had confidence in his own strength. After emerging from the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor, apart from the old generation of super-experts, ordinary inheritors of folk sects were no match for him.
"Doing this still carries some risk... but it's the best method for now," Wang Jiwang sighed.
"However, there's another issue," Yan Shouyi said. "This battle is partly to eliminate evil and uphold righteousness, and partly to make the Folklore Research Society famous and restore the confidence of those who wish to join us. Therefore, publicity is particularly important."
Long Feicheng listened for a while and quickly got involved.
He snapped his fingers, poured himself some tea, and said:
"This is simple, why don't I just stream it live?"
Live streaming was Long Feicheng's specialty. He had done it several times in the "Anti-Yan Alliance Group" when he joined.
Yan Shouyi's eyes lit up; this was indeed a viable method.
With a live stream, inheritors of folk sects from all over the world could witness the battle in real-time. As long as they defeated the Chihua Guild, the status of the Folklore Research Society would immediately be elevated!
Other organizations that secretly wanted to sabotage the Folklore Research Society would also have to consider their own strength.
But all of this depended on Yan Shouyi winning.
Once the news was released, Yan Shouyi would have no way to retreat.
"Old Wang, I'll leave the matter of sending the challenge and publicity to you. Set the date for seven days from now. During these seven days, I plan to go into seclusion for a good while," Yan Shouyi said with his eyes closed.
Wang Jiwang nodded: "You focus on your seclusion, and I'll handle the rest."
"Don't worry about the publicity. I'll also take good care of Tian Jue'er and Sister Zhuge," Long Feicheng quickly made his presence known.
Yan Shouyi and Wang Jiwang both shot Long Feicheng a glare.
...
One day later, Wu Tianfeng, residing in the Financial Tower, received the challenge from the Folklore Research Society.
Seven days later, the Folklore Research Society would set up a challenge arena. Any dissatisfaction from the Chihua Guild would be resolved on the arena, where President Yan Shouyi would personally fight. Only three matches would be held, and life and death would be disregarded!
If the Chihua Guild lost, they would be forever forbidden from setting foot in Jianzhou Province!
"Outrageous, utterly arrogant!"
The Left Protector's face was contorted with anger after reading the contents of the challenge.
As the high-and-mighty Chihua Guild, their right protector was killed last night, Tian Jue'er was snatched, and now the Research Society sent a challenge. It was as if they were not being taken seriously at all!
Wu Tianfeng sat on the sofa, but his face showed deep interest, a playful smile on his lips.
"Interesting! Very interesting!" Wu Tianfeng laughed heartily. "I was just wondering how to step on Yan Shouyi, and this fellow has delivered himself to my doorstep!"
As the young master of the Chihua Guild, Wu Tianfeng harbored a twisted and perverted vanity.
When he learned that Yan Shouyi had participated in the Luotian Grand Ceremony and almost became the next Heavenly Master, Wu Tianfeng was furious.
He believed that he was the true son of destiny, and Yan Shouyi had stolen all the glory that rightfully belonged to him.
This time, if he could defeat Yan Shouyi by Yan Shouyi setting up the challenge arena, it would be like stepping on Yan Shouyi's head to rise.
Then, people all over the world would know that Yan Shouyi had nearly inherited the position of Heavenly Master, while he, Wu Tianfeng, had thoroughly crushed Yan Shouyi under his feet!
The true chosen one was Wu Tianfeng!
The Left Protector looked at his increasingly arrogant young master and said with slight concern:
"Young Master, Yan Shouyi only mentioned setting up a challenge arena for three matches and did not specifically name you to participate. For the sake of safety, it might be better for you not to accept the challenge."
The Chihua Guild had many experts. No matter how powerful Yan Shouyi was, he would surely lose after fighting three consecutive matches.
However, Wu Tianfeng directly slapped the Left Protector and reprimanded:
"Are you telling me what to do?!"
"Your subordinate dares not!" The Left Protector, having been slapped, didn't dare to utter a single word.
Wu Tianfeng sneered: "I haven't been training for all these years for nothing. There are few opponents among the younger generation. Besides that Yu Lumin from Longhu Mountain, I don't take anyone else seriously! A mere Yan Shouyi..."
The Left Protector lowered his head in silence. He had initially given his advice out of concern for Wu Tianfeng's safety.
But he also knew in his heart that his extremely conceited young master indeed possessed considerable strength.
Wu Tianfeng pondered for a moment and said to the Left Protector:
"Notify the main hall to send over the fellow confined in the Bajiao Well. Seven days later, Left Protector, you will lead the charge. The second match will be fought by that fellow, and the final match will be me personally stepping onto the stage!"
In the end, it was still about fighting the last match...
The Left Protector grumbled inwardly, understanding that Wu Tianfeng was merely arrogant, not foolish.
In the first two matches, he wanted to test Yan Shouyi's strength. Only in the final match would he personally step onto the stage and defeat Yan Shouyi in full view of everyone.
Yan Shouyi's ability to kill the Right Protector indicated that his strength was definitely not to be underestimated.
However, the one in the Bajiao Well was even more terrifying!
The Left Protector believed that it was possible Yan Shouyi would die at that person's hands during the second match. At that point, the young master, unable to show off, would inevitably lose his temper and hit people.
Alas, this was difficult.