Although the people of the God Punishing Hall also raised pigs, which sounded somewhat incredible, the facts were before them, and everyone had to believe it whether they wanted to or not.
The pigs in the pigsty looked very robust, presumably with a lot of lean meat, but a pig was a pig, and a pigsty was a pigsty!
There was dirty pig dung in the pigsty, and the stench was overwhelming.
These martial artists from the secular world, who were powerful figures in their hometowns, never expected that after arriving at the God Punishing Hall's territory, they would only be fit to live in a pigsty.
"Steward Gao, you're not going to make us live here, are you?"
A corpulent martial artist asked, disbelief etched on his face.
His name was Zhang Yunpeng, ranked fifteenth on the Heavenly Rankings. In his hometown, he was like a local emperor, and even figures at the level of a mayor had to be respectful in front of him.
"Yes, why else would I bring you here?"
Gao Tianhe retorted with a cold laugh, his voice laced with sarcasm.
"But... but, Steward Gao..."
Zhang Yunpeng hesitated and said, "This is clearly a pigsty, how can we live here?"
"Yes, this pigsty is dirty and smelly, how can we live here?"
"Steward Gao, did you make a mistake?"
Everyone was murmuring, but after all, he was a steward of the God Punishing Hall, so their tones dared not be too harsh. They could only cautiously express their dissatisfaction.
"You scoundrels! Are you still not satisfied?"
Steward Gao glared fiercely and cursed, "What do you think you are? You should feel honored to sleep with the pigs of the God Punishing Hall. If you dare to talk nonsense again, you won't even be allowed to live in the pigsty!"
The people present were all renowned martial artists who dominated their respective regions. Now, being called worse than pigs, they were instantly enraged.
However, facing Gao Tianhe, they could only suppress their anger.
Seeing that their anger had been provoked, Gao Tianhe let out a sinister laugh, "Don't blame me for being unkind. Blame this fellow named Chen..."
Only then did everyone realize that they had been implicated by Chen Xiao.
"But Steward Gao, he's the one who offended the God Punishing Hall, what does it have to do with us?"
Zhang Yunpeng asked indignantly.
Gao Tianhe sneered, "Because birds of a feather flock together. Since there's someone like him among you vermin who doesn't know what's good for him, you're not much better!"
Everyone's anger flared up instantly, but they dared not offend Gao Tianhe, nor could they easily offend Chen Xiao.
After all, Chen Xiao was also a formidable character; he had killed the special envoy of the God Punishing Hall as he pleased!
If they had known this would happen, they wouldn't have come. Now, they were caught in a dilemma, not daring to offend either side.
"Alright, I can't be bothered to waste my breath on you. You can live here well. I won't accompany you anymore, it stinks!"
Gao Tianhe covered his nose with one hand and waved the other at his subordinates, "Let's go!"
"Wait!"
Just as Gao Tianhe and his group were about to leave, Chen Xiao suddenly spoke.
Gao Tianhe turned back, his lips curling slightly. He thought to himself, 'The brat finally can't hold back!'
He wasn't afraid of Chen Xiao resisting at all; he was afraid Chen Xiao wouldn't resist. After all, if Chen Xiao didn't resist, he wouldn't have a legitimate reason to eliminate Chen Xiao.
"What is it? Do you have something else to say?"
Gao Tianhe turned back, looking down at Chen Xiao with a condescending gaze.
Chen Xiao chuckled and asked, "You're doing this just to target me. Don't you think you're very childish?"
"Target you?"
Gao Tianhe laughed, "You think too highly of yourself. What are you to warrant my deliberate targeting?"
"Today, I want to make you understand one thing: you people, the trash of the secular world, are nothing more than a bunch of insects in our eyes. Let alone making you sleep in a pigsty, stepping on you is as easy as lifting a foot!"
The fact that the martial artists dared not resist made Gao Tianhe even more arrogant and, at the same time, increased his contempt for them.
"Coincidentally, I also have a principle I want to make you understand."
Chen Xiao said calmly, his smile deepening.
"Heh, you think you're qualified to lecture me..."
"Slap—"
Before Gao Tianhe could finish saying "lecture me," Chen Xiao suddenly appeared in front of him and slapped him across the face!
In an instant, everyone was stunned!
They never imagined that Chen Xiao's boldness would reach such a level, daring to slap a steward of the God Punishing Hall.
Gao Tianhe was completely dumbfounded. He hadn't expected Chen Xiao to dare to lay hands on him, let alone expect Chen Xiao's speed to be so astonishing!
"You insect, you dare to hit me? I'll kill you today!"
A dense killing intent erupted from Gao Tianhe's body.
"Without the Third Miss's protection, let's see who can protect you!"
"Slap—"
As Gao Tianhe was spewing threats, Chen Xiao delivered another slap, his movements fluid and seamless.
"I, Chen Xiao, do not need anyone's protection!"
Chen Xiao said indifferently.
Gao Tianhe was furious, and at the same time, he was somewhat bewildered, as he didn't even know how he had been hit!
If the first slap could be excused due to lack of preparedness, the second one was inexcusable.
"You scoundrel, I'll make sure you have no place to be buried, and I'll chop your corpse into pieces to feed the pigs!"
Gao Tianhe's eyes turned red with rage, and he roared.
Simultaneously, he unleashed a punch. His fist seemed to tear through the air, emitting crackling sounds like popping beans!
The secular martial artists behind Chen Xiao were so shaken by the momentum of this punch that they dared not move!
At this moment, their only thought was: As expected of a steward of the God Punishing Hall, truly terrifying!
However, facing this punch, Chen Xiao neither dodged nor evaded, allowing the punch to land on him.
Bang—
With a dull thud, Chen Xiao's body remained unmoved.
The scene of Chen Xiao's body exploding as Gao Tianhe had imagined did not materialize!
Gao Tianhe was startled and suddenly realized that he had underestimated Chen Xiao's strength.
"Did you not eat breakfast? Are you tickling me? Or is this all the ability a steward of the God Punishing Hall possesses?"
Chen Xiao sneered and raised his hand for another slap.
"Slap—"
The crowd was collapsing, utterly bewildered.
Although they didn't know Gao Tianhe's martial cultivation level, disciples of the God Punishing Hall started from at least the Divine Realm.
Moreover, Gao Tianhe was not an ordinary disciple; he was a steward!
Yet, such a Divine Realm martial artist was slapped three times in a row by Chen Xiao, completely unable to retaliate.
Chen Xiao, with his own strength, had reduced a confrontation that should have been between top-tier martial artists to the level of a street brawl.
Just then, Gao Tianhe suddenly retreated three steps, creating some distance between himself and Chen Xiao.
He glared venomously at Chen Xiao, gritting his teeth and saying, "Brat, you've got some skill. It seems I really can't deal with you unless I show some real strength today!"