Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor
Chapter 158 - 158 157 Courting Death Tie Lang

158: Chapter 157: Courting Death Tie Lang 158: Chapter 157: Courting Death Tie Lang After a night of turmoil, Tie Lang led the Four Great Vajra and the major powers that had come to submit, magnificently heading to Emperor Karaoke.

He had already found out that the owner of Emperor Karaoke, who proclaimed himself the underground Emperor of Donghua, Du Meng, was actually Li Chen’s lapdog.

Today, he planned to smash Emperor Karaoke to give Li Chen a lesson in humility.

As soon as he entered, Tie Lang smashed the screen worth millions into smithereens.

The staff of the KTV tried to step forward to stop them but were beaten until their heads bled, lying on the ground in all directions, groaning in pain.

Sitting boldly and confidently in his chair, Tie Lang waved dismissively at his men.

“Clear the place, close the doors!”

When Du Meng saw someone was smashing his venue, he brought several brothers over.

However, when he saw that the people were from the Tongzhou Tie Family, his boldness waned.

Tie Wudi had just broken through the Life and Death Mysterious Gate and achieved the Innate level, truly becoming a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

The Tie Family’s status naturally rose along with him.

Such a person would be unchallenged throughout Jiangnan, let alone in a small prefectural city like Donghua.

Du Meng steeled his nerves and nodded slightly to Tie Lang.

“Young Master Tie, we have had no grievances in the past, and no enmity in recent days, may I ask what this is about?”

Tie Lang looked down on Du Meng arrogantly and asked coldly, “Do you know Li Chen?”

Hearing this, Du Meng’s heart skipped a beat—it seemed that they were targeting his newly pledged master.

“I know him, but he’s not here!”

Tie Lang flashed a grim smile and said, “Knowing him is good enough!”

With that, he waved at his men and commanded, “Come, beat him, beat him hard, beat him to death!”

Two Inner Strength Martial Artists respectfully responded, then approached Du Meng from front and back.

Du Meng’s underlings, seeing someone was going to hit their boss, drew up together to meet the assault.

However, they were just ordinary fighters, no match for the Inner Strength Martial Artists.

In just a moment, they were all knocked to the ground.

Seeing the bad turn of events, Du Meng tried to escape through a window.

However, he was firmly pinned down to the ground by an Inner Strength Martial Artist.

Tie Lang played with a glass of red wine, swirling it in mid-air, and said lazily, “Come, break his dog legs for me, let’s see if he still dares to run.”

Two men respectfully responded and walked towards Du Meng holding gilded steel pipes.

“Crack!”

“Crack!”

The steel pipes brutally greeted Du Meng’s kneecaps, making a bloody mess.

Du Meng felt an excruciating pain and his body’s center of gravity wavered, leading him to fall to the ground with a “thud.”

Tie Lang stepped forward and ruthlessly stamped on Du Meng’s face, gritting his teeth and said, “Call Li Chen, let him come here!”

Du Meng dared not disobey, extending his hand covered in fresh blood, shakily dialing Li Chen’s mobile number.

…

At the same time, Li Chen was tutoring Ye Chuxue in her studies.

“Xue’er, you got this question wrong.

Remember our bet!”

While speaking, he firmly planted a kiss on Ye Chuxue’s delicate cheek.

“Grandfather, your grandson is calling.

Grandfather, your grandson is calling…”

Li Chen was somewhat disheartened by this call; he did not want to answer it.

However, seeing that the caller was Du Meng—a person who wouldn’t call him under normal circumstances—made him consider that something might have happened.

After a moment’s hesitation, Li Chen still pressed the answer button.

Then, his expression uncontrollably darkened.

Ye Chuxue, sitting in Li Chen’s arms, noticed his changed expression and blinked, asking, “What’s wrong?”

Li Chen smiled nonchalantly and said, “It’s nothing, just a mad dog.

I’ll step out for a bit and be right back!”

Ye Chuxue nodded and said, “Okay, but you must come back.

If you leave without a goodbye again, I’ll…”

Li Chen raised his eyebrows and asked, “You’ll what?”

“I’ll…

ignore you!”

While speaking, Ye Chuxue pursed her lips and clenched her teeth.

Li Chen pinched Ye Chuxue’s rosy cheek and laughed, “Xue’er, you’re so adorable when you act like a child!”

“I…”

As the word “I” lingered on Ye Chuxue’s tongue, she felt her mouth suddenly sealed.

Ye Chuxue stared with her sparkling eyes at Li Chen’s profile, not blinking and grumbling in her heart.

Jeez, this guy just kissed me forcibly again!

“Xue’er, wait for me at home, alright?”

With that, Li Chen turned and walked towards the door.

…

Half an hour later, Li Chen appeared in front of Emperor Karaoke.

Through the thick glass door, he saw Tie Lang sitting bold and brash in the center of the lounge, backed by four towering, muscular, black-clad bodyguards, each holding a scantily clad girl on their side.

There was also a group of various characters standing respectfully around him, listening to his spittle-flying braggadocio.

Du Meng and his few trusted lackeys were beaten to a pulp and were kneeling rigidly on the ground.

Tie Lang seemed to sense some danger and subconsciously looked outside the door.

At that moment, his gaze met Li Chen’s in midair unexpectedly.

When he saw Li Chen’s grinning smile and the flash of his white teeth, Tie Lang jolted in fright, almost collapsing from his chair.

At this time, the glass door opened, and Li Chen sauntered in.

Simultaneously, everyone’s gaze shot towards Li Chen.

Seeing Li Chen arrive, Du Meng and others struggled to shout, “Mr.

Li!”

Li Chen waved his hand to silence him before he could finish speaking.

There’s a saying that goes well, one must look at the master before hitting the dog!

Tie Lang’s actions today were simply a challenge to his bottom line.

In Li Chen’s creed, those who dare to challenge his bottom line fit into only one category.

That is: the dead!

Tie Lang, seeing his side had the superiority in numbers, his arrogance billowed.

“Li Chen, you finally showed up.

I thought you were so scared that you were hiding, ready to be the turtle that shrinks its head!”

Li Chen smiled coldly and said, “Look who’s talking, turns out it’s you, ‘grandchild of a tortoise.’ So, the beating last time wasn’t enough for you, and you couldn’t wait to run to Donghua to get beaten again?”

Tie Lang, enraged by Li Chen uncovering his wounds, turned his already unattractive face into the color of pig liver.

The four Inner Strength Martial Artists to his left and right had only recently sworn allegiance.

Eager to showcase themselves in front of their new master, they exchanged glances before stepping forward with large strides.

One of them pointed at Li Chen’s nose and roared angrily, “Kid, watch your words!”

“Heh!”

Li Chen chuckled coldly.

“What mad dog is barking in front of me?”

Enraged, the Inner Strength Martial Artist yelled, “You’re courting death!”

Before he could finish speaking, like a fierce tiger pouncing on its prey, he swung his pot-sized Iron Fist fiercely towards Li Chen’s face.