The dignified Eastern Hero Yang Potian, serving these individuals like a lackey, how noble must their identities be?
Chen Xiao's mind immediately conjured a few words—Imperial City Jinyiwei.
As for Gongsun Yi, he was simply stunned, utterly shocked.
He had spent a considerable time in the Underworld Hall before, so his understanding of Yang Potian ran deeper than most.
This man was arrogant to the extreme, brimming with pride.
Though he appeared courteous to everyone on the surface, those who knew him well understood that he held no one in high regard. *No one*, not even the number one on the Heavenly Rankings, Xiao Tian Ce, did he deem worthy of his attention.
Therefore, seeing Yang Potian's current subservient demeanor left Gongsun Yi profoundly shaken, even finding it utterly preposterous.
Noticing Gongsun Yi's peculiar expression, Lin Zicong couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Master, why does your expression look so strange? Do you know that person?"
Gongsun Yi glanced at his disciple, lowered his voice, and said, "That is Yang Potian."
"What? Yang Potian? He's the Eastern Hero Yang Potian?"
Qi Qingfei exclaimed directly.
After shouting, she realized her voice was too loud and instinctively covered her mouth.
But it was too late.
Although the mutton restaurant was bustling with noise, with patrons shouting to be heard over one another, Yang Potian's hearing was such that he couldn't possibly miss Qi Qingfei's words... unless he deliberately feigned ignorance, like an ostrich burying its head.
Yang Potian did not play the ostrich. As soon as Qi Qingfei spoke, his gaze swept over.
Then, after whispering a few words to the elders, he walked towards Gongsun Yi with a smile.
"Brother Gongsun, long time no see. I didn't expect you'd still have a taste for this."
Yang Potian approached with a smile. "You left without a word last time, and I was quite saddened and bothered by it. I've always wanted to ask you in person if there was something I, Yang Potian, did wrong that led you to decide to leave the Underworld Hall."
Gongsun Yi gave a wry smile. "What are you saying, Great Hero Yang? Leaving the Underworld Hall was my own personal decision, unrelated to anyone else... Just as you promised when I joined the Underworld Hall, I could leave whenever I wished."
These words were sufficiently polite, yet neither humble nor overbearing. Yang Potian stared at Gongsun Yi with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, a hint of coldness glinting within them.
At this moment, he suddenly noticed Chen Xiao beside him and asked with a hint of confusion, "This young brother looks familiar. Have we met somewhere before?"
Chen Xiao smiled faintly. "Indeed, we have. Great Hero Yang truly has a forgetful nature. Let me remind you, the last time we met was at the entrance of Medicine King Valley."
Yang Potian paused slightly, then recalled.
He let out a long "Oh," "So it was you. May I ask your esteemed name, young brother?"
"I am Chen Xiao,"
Chen Xiao said calmly.
Upon hearing Chen Xiao's words, Yang Potian's expression drastically changed, his eyes narrowing into a straight line. "So it's you!"
He gritted his teeth, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between them.
The Li siblings and the twenty Hua Jing Grandmasters of the Underworld Hall had all met their demise in Jiangcheng, all at the hands of this young man before him!
He could disregard the lives of the Li siblings, but those twenty Hua Jing Grandmasters, he could not...
For with the death of these twenty Hua Jing Grandmasters, it meant the complete annihilation of the Underworld Hall he had painstakingly built.
Seeing Yang Potian's state, Chen Xiao sneered dismissively and said lightly, "What, are you looking for revenge? I'm ready to face you anytime!"
"Kid, you have the right to be arrogant for being able to kill twenty Hua Jing Grandmasters. It's just a pity that you shouldn't be arrogant in front of me!"
A killing intent flared in Yang Potian's eyes, as palpable as a physical force, aimed directly at Chen Xiao.
However, at this moment, a sharp scream suddenly came from the side.
"Ah—What are you doing? Let go of me quickly!"
Following the sound, the voice came from the table of the elders.
A plump man with a handlebar mustache was holding the delicate hand of a female server, his face contorted in a lecherous grin as he rubbed it.
The scream just now had come from this female server, who was desperately struggling but unable to break free.
"Scream louder, the louder you scream, the more excited this old man gets..."
The handlebar-mustached fatty was outrageously arrogant, not only molesting the female server in public but also uttering such words.
"You damn pervert!"
The female server was no pushover either. She grabbed a bowl of steaming hot sheep offal soup and smashed it down on the fatty's head.
The fatty was stunned. Although the sheep offal soup was scalding hot, it was nothing to him... the harm was minimal, but the insult was extreme.
Yang Potian cursed inwardly, realizing something was amiss. He could no longer bother with Chen Xiao and rushed over.
*Slap!*
Yang Potian appeared before the female server like a gust of wind and slapped her directly.
"You foolish woman, being favored by Third Master Luan is your good fortune. How dare you be so ungrateful!"
As he spoke, he suddenly took out a bank card from his person and dangled it in front of the woman.
"There are two million in this card. You wouldn't earn this much in a lifetime working in this shabby restaurant... If you want this money, you'll behave and do whatever Third Master Luan wants you to do!"
This was akin to offering a sweet date after a slap. Yang Potian understood this well; he knew that most female servers like the one before him came from poor backgrounds, and two million yuan was enough to buy her life.
It was a pity he had picked the wrong target. As soon as he finished speaking, the female server spat a mouthful of phlegm onto his face.
"Bah! I sell mutton, not myself. Take your pathetic money and get lost, I don't care for it!"
Seeing this, Third Master Luan asked sarcastically, "Yang Potian, are you capable or not? Didn't you say you could handle everything outside for us? Yet you can't even handle a woman? You want to join our Imperial City Jinyiwei being such a waste?"
The female server's ingratitude had already angered Yang Potian, and hearing Third Master Luan's words made him even more anxious.
In his haste, he grabbed the female server by the neck and threatened in a low voice, "I advise you not to be ungrateful. You have no idea who you're dealing with!"
However, at this moment, a crisp voice suddenly rang out.
"Hey, you bad guy, let go of this young lady quickly!"
A little girl, about seven or eight years old, stood with her hands on her hips, pointing at Yang Potian. Her perfectly sculpted little face was filled with anger.
Seeing this little girl, Yang Potian's expression became disheveled, and he felt completely unwell.
What was all this? Where were all these chaotic people coming from?
A little girl, barely old enough to talk, dared to point fingers at him, Yang Potian?
"You bad guy aren't listening to me? Hmph, you're asking for a beating!"
Seeing that Yang Potian did not react, the little girl huffed angrily, raised her chubby little fist, and punched!
*Bang—*
With this punch, Yang Potian was sent flying!