From breaking the limits of the White Ape Fist to becoming a martial arts saint.

Chapter 119 Yang Ai's Helplessness

Chapter 119 Yang Ai's Helplessness

Jinxiufang, the elegant room in the back hall.

Yang Chongren's hands trembled slightly as he respectfully pushed a sandalwood box along the table towards the old man opposite him.

"Old Jia, my Yang family has been sourcing goods from this market for over a decade, and we have never been shortchanged by a single penny, nor have we ever broken any rules."

Yang Chongren's voice was hoarse, his eyes slightly red, and he adopted an extremely humble posture: "Now the neighborhood wants to allocate the entire supply of goods to the Qian family—you've watched the Yang family rise to where it is today, this is practically cutting off the Yang family's livelihood!"

But Jia Cheng kept his eyes closed and showed no reaction.

Yang Chongren gritted his teeth and made a decision. He knelt down with a thud and wailed, "Old Jia! Chongren knows you're in a difficult position, but now only you can save the Yang family!"

He raised his head, his eyes filled with determination: "As long as you are willing to intervene and help the Yang family secure a chance to compete according to the rules, in addition to the tribute in this box, from now on—Chongren is willing to take out another 10% of the Yang family's annual net profit from their silk business as tea money for you, offered every year without fail!"

"Oh dear! Chongren, what are you doing! Get up quickly!" Jia Cheng's wrinkled old face instantly broke into a smile. He hurriedly put down his teacup, stood up and stepped forward, helping Yang Chongren up with both hands, his actions as affectionate as if he were treating his own nephew.

"We've known each other for decades. Your kneeling is an insult to this old man! Although I'm no longer involved in affairs, I absolutely cannot stand by and watch my old friend be harmed by treacherous people!"

He patted Yang Chongren's arm: "For your sincerity, I'll swallow my pride and make another trip to Manager Xu's place!"

On Jinyu Street, in front of the Yang family's main shop, there was a complete mess.

The once bustling streets were now filled with shouts of killing and cries of agony. Most of the Yang family's guards had fallen, their blood staining the bluestone slabs red, with only three or five men still struggling to hold on.

"Get out of here!"

With a shout, Yang Aijiao lashed out with her long, beautiful legs like whips, carrying the force of a second strike, kicking a Qian family guard who was trying to sneak up several meters away, knocking over a roadside stall.

Her hair was disheveled, her chest heaved violently, and her eyes were filled with a fierce aura, yet she couldn't hide the anxiety in them.

"Tsk tsk, what a beauty!"

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Across from them, Qian Hao, the young master of the Qian family, was fanning himself with a folding fan, his gaze roaming unabashedly over Yang Ai's curves, which undulated with the exertion of her movements, his lewdness almost overflowing.

He turned his head and lowered his voice to the middle-aged man behind him, saying, "Father, Yang Ai is a real beauty, I like her. After we take over the Yang family, you must leave these twin beauties to me, so we can have a pair of twin lotus blossoms to enjoy."

Qian Mushang, the head of the Qian family, had a sinister expression. He nodded calmly upon hearing this, "Business is more important. As long as we cut off the Yang family's business foundation, that old dog Yang Chongren will naturally obediently send his daughter to your bed for the sake of the Yang family. Then, you can do whatever you want with her."

"Hahahaha! Father was right!" Qian Hao burst into loud laughter.

Yang Ai looked at her younger brother lying on the ground being beaten, and felt extremely anxious.

"Little brother!" She was about to rush over and fight desperately, regardless of the consequences.

"Second Miss! You mustn't!"

Butler Yang Quan desperately grabbed her arm, tears streaming down his face, "If you fall into their hands, the young master's efforts in protecting you will have been in vain! You absolutely cannot get hurt!"

Yang Ai clenched her teeth so hard that her lips bled. Looking at her younger brother lying on the ground, groaning in pain, and at the mocking faces of the Qian family members around her, she felt an unprecedented sense of despair and helplessness.

Tears streamed down her pretty face.

Is this the cannibalistic world we live in?

Before, with her father sheltering her from the storms of life, she only felt the prosperity and comfort of Blackrock City. Now, facing imminent disaster, she realizes her parents were right: this world is truly cannibalistic!

Someone please save us!

"Where is the Black Stone Army? Why is no one doing anything about it?" she roared in a trembling voice, her gaze sweeping over the indifferent eyes of the onlookers in the distance, feeling a chill run down her spine.

Across from him, Qian Mushang heard the question and a mocking sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

Naive.

Now that the Black Lotus Sect is causing trouble in the north, all the elite troops of the city lord's mansion have been transferred away, and the remaining forces have retreated to the inner city. In the outer city, there are only a small number of Black Stone Army soldiers left.

If I make a few arrangements myself, they'll go along with it and not interfere.

Many people haven't realized that this outer city, as long as no large-scale deaths occur, is already a jungle where strength reigns supreme!

"That old fox Yang Chongren is probably begging Jinxiufang to mediate right now, hoping to have the competition conducted according to the rules, right?"

Qian Mushang's gaze swept past the crowd and landed on the inconspicuous black carriage parked at the street corner. Inside sat the three retainers he had hired at great expense.

Immediately, he felt confident.

Yang Chongren's trump card is that retainer Su Yu! A top-five martial arts candidate, with one acupoint attack, is enough to deal with my family's two original retainers!

But how could I not know?

Qian Mushang sneered inwardly, "Once we're on the stage, I'll make you all watch as Su Yu is defeated by that lord! Yang Chongren's expression of utter despair will be quite a sight!"

At this moment, apart from Yang Ai and the steward Yang Quan, there was no one left standing in the Yang family.

Qian Hao immediately sneered, "Men! Take all the fabrics and clothes out of this shop! The Yang family cheated the Qian family by selling counterfeit goods, and all of this will be their compensation!"

"stop!"

A loud shout rang out.

The crowd parted automatically to make way, and Yang Chongren, his face ashen, strode over. Behind him followed a towering, burly man, carrying an exaggeratedly large, thick-backed ringed sword, exuding an imposing aura.

"Qian Mushang, tell your men to stop! I'm here!"

Yang Chongren immediately spotted his son lying on the ground and his daughter with tears streaming down her face. This usually amiable and prosperous patriarch now had bloodshot eyes and looked as if he wanted to devour Qian Mushang alive.

"Oh, Brother Yang, you've finally shown yourself?"

Qian Mushang stepped forward, hands behind his back, a sinister smile playing on his lips: "Your Yang family cheated the villagers by selling inferior goods, passing off rotten hemp as brocade. Today, I'm merely acting on behalf of Heaven, smashing up your shady shop. What, you still want to protect your own?"

"Bullshit!"

Enraged, Yang Chongren swore and shoved aside the servant blocking his way, then tremblingly helped Yang Gang up from the ground.

He suddenly looked up, his gaze sharp as a knife: "All the silks of my Yang family come from Jinxiufang. There are records to prove it, and there is evidence to prove it! Who in the neighborhood doesn't know the reputation of my Yang family? It's your Qian family, on the other hand, who's crying 'stop thief' like a thief, using despicable and disgusting methods!"

These words carried weight and authority. Although the surrounding merchants and ordinary people dared not loudly echo them, they were all clearly aware of the business conflict between the Qian and Yang families.

However, everyone is sensible and knows that this so-called fairness is nothing more than a matter of who has the greater power, and in the end, it is all about fighting for the silk business in the east of the city.

Qian Mushang ignored this and simply sneered without saying a word.

Yang Chongren also knew the crux of the matter, and turned to Wang Niantan in a low voice, "Lord Wang, these villains are going too far. Please, as agreed, take action to deter them!"

"Hmph, just a bunch of chickens and dogs." Wang Nianduo nodded proudly.

He strode forward, his towering figure blocking the way for the Yang family members. With his surging blood and qi, his tight-fitting clothes fluttered even without wind.

"Wang Nian, of the Ironclad Martial Arts School!"

He focused his energy in his dantian, and his voice boomed like a bell, making the eardrums of several Qian family guards nearby ache, and they were so frightened that they took several steps back.

"What! It's a martial artist from the Ironclad Martial Arts School!"

"Look at that broadsword, it's truly astonishing! This must be a master!"

A gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd, and they all looked on with awe.

Qian Hao looked at the burly man in front of him, who looked like a ferocious god, and swallowed hard, instinctively shrinking behind his father.

Qian Mushang narrowed his eyes slightly, glancing almost imperceptibly at the black carriage in the distance, and sneered inwardly: You'll see soon enough.

But he immediately smiled and clasped his hands in a respectful bow, saying, "So it's Lord Wang in person. Since a martial arts master has come forward, I, Qian, will naturally give him some face. However—"

He abruptly changed the subject, saying in a sinister tone, "The rules of doing business can't be broken. It's a fact that the Yang family cheated and swindled people. If we don't give them an explanation today, it won't be right!"

"Stop with the nonsense!"

Wang Nian glared at her. Since she had accepted the money, she naturally had to maintain a high-class image.

"I've said it before, this matter ends here! Anyone who dares to make another move should ask the knife in my hand if it will allow it!"

Before he finished speaking, he gripped the hilt of the knife behind his back.

"rise!"

With a loud shout, the thick-backed ring-bladed sword, as wide as a door panel, brought up a gust of evil wind as he snatched it with one hand and slammed it into the ground like a falling meteor.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, the hard bluestone pavement shattered instantly, sending debris flying and dust billowing everywhere. A terrifying, half-foot-deep gash appeared on the ground, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading outwards.

"hiss----"

The onlookers gasped in shock and retreated in panic, fearing they would be affected by the terrifying force.

"Wow—such immense power!"

"If that knife were to strike a person, they'd probably be turned into mincemeat!"

"Is this what a martial artist is? They are too powerful. If the Qian family didn't have any martial artists, they would probably suffer a loss."