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Chapter 164 - 161: Are You Really Not Going to Give Face?

Chapter 164: Chapter 161: Are You Really Not Going to Give Face?

Lin Fan stepped into the main hall of the Imperial Court.

Calm, silent, emanating an overwhelming presence that enveloped the entire hall. He simply stood there with his hands clasped behind his back, yet he was undeniably the center of attention. No one could ignore the fierce aura he radiated at this moment.

He... was now the most striking figure in the entire hall.

Wang Zhou and his companions, dressed in bloodstained prison garments, stood behind Lin Fan. In stark contrast to Lin Fan’s calm demeanor, their expressions betrayed their unease. This was the Imperial Court, and they were faced with the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Overwhelmed by imperial majesty, their bodies trembled slightly, fearing to act recklessly.

"Who dares act so brazenly in this sacred hall?" An elderly eunuch beside the Emperor glared piercingly, his frail frame emanating a surging power. His voice, like thunder, transformed into ripples that spread outward.

This was an expert.

His voice, like threads, wove lethal intent.

Though not fatal, it was enough to make an opponent vomit blood from the shock.

Lin Fan paid him no heed.

The elderly eunuch, enraged, leapt into the air like a great roc spreading its wings. He swooped down, reaching out with both hands to rip Lin Fan’s head from his shoulders.

His speed was astonishing.

Like a ghostly shadow, he was in front of Lin Fan in the blink of an eye.

Unperturbed, Lin Fan raised his hand, suppressing him with a casual slap. A simple motion, yet imbued with the ultimate might unattainable by martial arts. With a loud bang, the elderly eunuch was smashed into the golden stone floor. The stone shattered, sprawling fissures spreading across the ground like cobwebs.

"I heard today is the old Emperor’s birthday, so I’ve come for some answers," Lin Fan said, treating the previous incident with the elderly eunuch as nothing more than an opening act to intimidate those present.

Stunned silence!

The entire audience was shocked by Lin Fan’s display. They all knew the level of the elderly eunuch’s strength. Having served several emperors, he had lived to over 140 years old, achieving profound mastery of martial arts. It was said he had already transcended martial arts and stepped into the path of cultivation, becoming the Emperor’s chief protector in the Imperial Court.

And yet, he had been subdued in a single blow.

How could they not be stunned?

"Wang Zhou, are you rebelling?" King Zhou Zhen’s expression shifted as he saw Wang Zhou, then instantly erupted in rage: "You colluded with demons in Jiangdu City and were scheduled to be executed in a few days. Now you’ve stormed into the Imperial Court to assassinate His Majesty. Do you even regard His Majesty in your eyes?"

Wang Zhou urgently replied, "I was framed! It was the Serpent Gang’s Boss and Third Master who colluded with demons. But the Third Master has people at their headquarters twisting truth into lies and accusing us instead."

"Your Majesty, this humble servant has risked life and limb for the safety of Jiangdu City, sparing nothing. There has never been any collusion with demons. I beg Your Majesty to investigate clearly and restore justice to this humble servant!"

With this, Wang Zhou knelt to the ground.

As a subject of the Emperor, kneeling was only natural upon meeting His Majesty.

Emperor Renhe was genuinely startled. Someone brazenly entering the main hall implied that the soldiers outside had utterly failed to stop them. Moreover, the elderly eunuch had been subdued with a single move, which demonstrated the invader’s terrifying strength.

Should this be a true assassination attempt, the situation would undeniably be perilous.

Upon hearing that they were court officials, he breathed a small sigh of relief, regaining some composure. With an air of authority, he declared, "If this matter involves collusion with demons, then we will certainly investigate it thoroughly and clear your name. However, today is my fiftieth birthday. You barging in with people to cause trouble—do you even care about my dignity? Do you think that on my birthday, you can act wantonly?"

Wang Zhou, trembling, responded, "This humble servant did not dare. This humble servant recognizes the offense against imperial majesty and is willing to accept punishment."

"Guards, seize them!" Emperor Renhe commanded coldly. His once cheerful birthday had been completely ruined, leaving his mood sour. Capturing them back for slow interrogation seemed like the best idea.

At this moment—

Lin Fan, unable to tolerate it further, stepped forward and helped Wang Zhou to his feet. "My lord, stop kneeling. Today, with me here, you need not kneel. Hand this matter over to me."

He then took a step forward, tilting his head to look straight at Emperor Renhe. With a calm tone, he said, "I’ve come today for answers. No matter who it is, if I don’t get an answer, I’ll turn your little old man’s fiftieth birthday into a funeral."

Gasp!

Shock!

Utter disbelief!

"Outrageous!"

"Outrageous!"

Officials surrounding Lin Fan glared at him angrily. "You audacious scoundrel! How dare you utter such treasonous words! His Majesty is blessed with boundless fortune, long live, ten thousand years! Yet you curse him? Guards, kill these traitorous scoundrels immediately!"

They had never seen someone so brash.

Suddenly—

Dozens of Imperial Court experts emerged from various corners. These were elite warriors charged with safeguarding the Court. Before joining the Imperial Court, they had been the peak powerhouses of the martial world. Though outwardly aged, their inner strength was profound, nearing perfection.

Roaming the martial world had been a life of great freedom.

But now, their lives approached their end. To extend their lifespans, they relied on the Imperial Court. Through the Court’s rewards and rare medicinal treasures, they could restore vitality and stave off aging briefly.

"Impressive, there are indeed many masters among you," Lin Fan praised. As expected, cultivation was the superior path. If he were still a martial artist with mere inner strength, he couldn’t act so domineeringly. Just the Imperial Court alone possessed this many Innate masters. Moreover, they had weapons specifically designed to counter Innate-level fighters. Without several centuries of accumulated inner strength, one wouldn’t dare to claim they could leave here unscathed.

"Since that’s the case, let me give you a reality check. I’ll use martial arts to suppress you all!"

"Fist Skill: Fist as Heaven and Earth."

Lin Fan unleashed a punch. On the surface, it seemed ordinary, but to the eyes of the veteran Innate martial artists, that fist felt like the embodiment of the heavens and earth—omnipresent and overwhelming. A terrifying energy filled the hall.

Bam!

Bam!

In the blink of an eye—

Dozens of Imperial Court experts were blasted backward. Deep fist marks caved into their chests. In that instant, every one of them had been struck by a single punch. Their inner strength unraveled, energy in disarray, while their blood churned violently through their veins.

Unable to contain it, they spat blood.

Terrified, they stared at Lin Fan. For them, it had never crossed their minds that someone could possess such unparalleled power.

But soon—

One of the injured experts widened his eyes and murmured, "A cultivator..."

Before fainting completely.

To them, the worst possible foe was a cultivator, for the gap between them and martial artists was insurmountable.

The words "cultivator" rippled through the hall.

Anyone with half a brain could tell that Lin Fan wasn’t a mere martial artist.

The Serpent Gang’s leaders turned pale, their expressions grim. Initially, they hadn’t realized it, but after Lin Fan had effortlessly subdued the martial experts, they grasped the truth—he was no ordinary fighter.

Emperor Renhe hesitated, then said, "May I ask which sect Immortal Master hails from? The Great Zhou Dynasty is under Taiwu Immortal Sect’s protection. Perhaps there’s been some misunderstanding."

"Spare me the nonsense. Today, I’m here to demand justice!" Lin Fan replied. Spotting a strange fruit on a nearby small tree—it resembled a dragon fruit but with distinct stripes—he plucked it without hesitation, peeled it, and began eating. He didn’t care in the slightest about how precious it was to Emperor Renhe.

The taste was excellent.

Better yet, it added thirty years to his lifespan.

"Who exactly are you? Taiwu Immortal Sect shields the Great Zhou Dynasty. Have you considered the consequences of your actions?" Emperor Renhe finally snapped. Even if Lin Fan was a cultivator, did he think the Great Zhou lacked backing from an Immortal Sect?

And now the man had eaten his fruit!

Outrageous. Absolutely outrageous!

"Cut the nonsense. Call out the Serpent Gang’s leader. I’ve been to their headquarters—they told me everyone involved is here. So, who’s the Serpent Gang’s leader? Step forward now." Lin Fan scanned the room, his gaze finally landing on an elderly man with youthful vigor and jet-black hair despite his age.

"Just now, you were the first to jump out and speak so knowledgeably about Lord Wang’s affairs. It seems you’re the one."

"Come closer, let me take a good look at you."

Lin Fan gestured at King Zhou Zhen dismissively, giving no regard to his standing or dignity.

Under normal circumstances, King Zhou Zhen would have already acted to kill such an insolent fool.

"As an Immortal Master, you’ve acted so brazenly in the Imperial Court. Are you truly disregarding Taiwu Immortal Sect’s authority?" an elder beside King Zhou Zhen growled furiously.

"Elder, I want to see what he dares do to me!" King Zhou Zhen said, projecting authority as he walked boldly toward Lin Fan, his posture upright and indomitable. Soon, he stood before Lin Fan. "I am King Zhou Zhen, leader of the Serpent Gang. Immortal Master, instead of cultivating in seclusion at your sect, you’ve involved yourself in mortal affairs and disrupted the Emperor’s fiftieth birthday. If your sect learns of this, the repercussions will be beyond what you can handle."

Wang Baoliu and the others instinctively lowered their heads when faced with King Zhou Zhen.

They were just ordinary people.

To even stand in the presence of someone so filled with commanding presence was already astonishing. After all, such auras were cultivated over time by those who wielded life-and-death power across vast domains.

"You talk too much." Lin Fan placed a single palm on King Zhou Zhen’s shoulder. With a loud bang, King Zhou Zhen crumpled under the force, his knees smashing into the ground with a thunderous roar.

"This is much better. You’re too tall—it makes speaking to you exhausting," Lin Fan remarked.

King Zhou Zhen was utterly stupefied. This man defied all reason, skipping diplomacy entirely and opting straight for suppression. Though King Zhou Zhen’s strength was formidable, before a true cultivator, he was nothing more than an ant to be crushed at will.

King Zhou Zhen’s face twisted in rage. He was about to roar in defiance when his eyes met Lin Fan’s.

In that split second—

He felt death looming closer than ever before.

He promptly shut his mouth, seething silently at the humiliation while lowering his head, resigning himself to endure the disgrace Lin Fan imposed.

"Gang Leader, I have a question: who in your group is connected to Nu Hetian?" Lin Fan asked.

King Zhou Zhen involuntarily glanced toward one of the elders beside him.

Nu Hetian was this elder’s illegitimate son.

Few knew, but King Zhou Zhen did.

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