Chapter 2845 - 2907: Making a Move

Li Yifei stayed home for three days, and over at the Zhao family of Black Province, things remained peaceful, even shutting their doors to visitors, making it feel as if... the incident of Li Yifei beating Zhao Fugui never happened. Everything seemed normal. During these three days, Li Yifei made some arrangements and even personally visited Black Province to conduct some investigations.

The Zhao family has a large number of martial arts experts, although Li Yifei isn’t impressed by them, these experts can easily handle ordinary people as if they were slicing melons, and it would be equally easy against Li family’s security guards. In an open venue, it’s likely that the security guards wouldn’t stand much of a chance, given the individual combat prowess of those experts. If they were to cooperate... it’s unpredictable.

Fortunately, Li family security guards have also experienced major battles, and their teamwork and weaponry utilization are equally strong.

But Li Yifei has already shown his stance on retaliating against the Zhao family of Black Province, which has made many families and people within Ning Province aware of Li family’s position, prompting some undecided individuals to start choosing sides.

On the third day, Li Yifei met with those who sided with the Li family in the provincial city. If the Zhao family of Black Province were to invade, given their domineering nature, the damage wouldn’t just be limited to the Li family, but the entire province’s families might be affected. The Li family might not even suffer much impact, considering the difficulty of targeting a household like theirs. Would the government folks really stand by and watch?

No matter how arrogant the Zhao family is, they can’t possibly confront the authorities head-on. Anyone who crosses this red line is bound to get severely punished.

Therefore, Li Yifei emphasized the existence and role of the Li family once more, standing up for everyone, but warned them not to take it for granted.

Another day, Li Yifei appeared in Black Province, accompanied by just two security guards, who took turns driving.

In Ice Town, Black Province, within a villa, the Old Master Zhao Qingtian of the Zhao family was early to await, dressed in a black short coat. Next to him was his eldest son Zhao Fusheng, along with a group of Zhao family young generation. Each of them had rounded, swollen temples, evidently practitioners of martial arts, and half of them seemed to possess skills.

As Li Yifei’s car approached from the mountain’s base, the Zhao family already received the news. Zhao Fusheng stood behind the elder, his eyes flashing coldly, saying, "This Li Yifei is truly brazen to dare come alone!"

The Zhao family young generation all shared a united front of resentment, itching to rush up and eliminate Li Yifei.

"Alone? That’s his confidence. If you had such high skills, why would I need to negotiate this time!" Zhao Qingtian snorted, his old eyes gleaming with spirit. After speaking, he pouted, "I really didn’t expect this person to have such profound skills. We underestimated him before."

"Old Master, skill isn’t enough. I think we should just grab an RPG and fire a few shots at him, taking the car and him out together." A Zhao family young generation audaciously suggested.

This proposal immediately found support from others. Zhao Qingtian chuckled twice but suddenly walked up to the Zhao family member who made that suggestion. He was of a nephew’s generation, about forty to fifty years old, similarly burly and broad-shouldered like a bear. However, his physique couldn’t withstand Zhao Qingtian’s kick, sending him flying and crashing heavily to the ground.

"Fool. Take him away." Zhao Qingtian sinisterly said, "This concerns the Zhao family’s grand plan, and anyone who dares to disrupt it won’t be allowed to live. Today, I invited that Li Yifei. If you kill him, who will deal with the subsequent troubles?"

"Old Master, calm down. We dare not act recklessly." The Zhao family young generation collectively replied.

"Best you don’t dare. The Zhao family has enough people and doesn’t need any of you losers. But if you want to stay in the Zhao family, behave properly and don’t harbor negative intentions." With these words, Zhao Qingtian let out a heavy snort.

Minutes later, Li Yifei’s car reached halfway up the mountain, right in front of the villa. Through the car window, Li Yifei could see a group of people standing, led by an elderly man with his hands behind his back—a silver-haired, youthful-looking individual, possessing a touch of sagely aura. But it’s only a touch, as Li Yifei has met many divine-like figures, and standing merely tens of meters away, Zhao Qingtian pales in comparison to Murong Yuanqing and others.

The car stopped, and the two security guards got out, opening the door. Li Yifei stepped out from the car, dressed in ordinary sportswear and white running shoes, looking like someone on a morning forest jog, starkly contrasting with the group suited up on the opposite side.

After getting out of the car, Li Yifei squinted and smiled, showing no fear as he approached Zhao Qingtian and the others.

"Clan leader Li is indeed just as legendary, truly a hero among men." Zhao Qingtian first praised him.

Li Yifei merely cupped his hands and said lightly, "Old Master Zhao, you’re indeed still strong in old age."

"Since Clan leader Li doesn’t wish to exchange pleasantries, let’s skip them!" Zhao Qingtian, being someone with a temper, could sense Li Yifei’s arrogance. After a cold smile, he soon said, "Please follow me; regardless, you’re a guest, and we should sit down and talk."

At the stone table, after taking a couple sips of tea, Li Yifei heard Zhao Qingtian say, "The previous incident seems to have been a misunderstanding."

"It’s good if it’s just a misunderstanding. I thought Clan Leader Zhao called me here to hold me accountable." Li Yifei chuckled. At the same table, Zhao Fusheng slammed the table and angrily said, "Li Yifei, don’t be so arrogant. Our Zhao family doesn’t fear trouble. You beat my brother like that; do you think it’s really nothing?"

"Your brother?" Li Yifei glanced at him, asking, "So, you think he did nothing wrong?"

"Even if he was at fault, did you have to injure him so heavily?"

Li Yifei stopped looking at him and instead asked Zhao Qingtian, "So, is this what Clan Leader Zhao means as well?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingtian slowly shook his head and said to Zhao Fusheng, "Step back. This doesn’t concern you."

"I..." Zhao Fusheng still wanted to speak but sensing the old master’s attitude, he had to suppress his anger, stood up, gave Li Yifei a fierce glare, and turned to leave.

Li Yifei smirked disdainfully and said, "Old Master, forgive my bluntness, but no matter how large the family enterprise, someone needs to be able to hold it together. However, your two sons are a bit impulsive and impatient, which isn’t ideal."

Zhao Qingtian’s white eyebrows twitched, and he chuckled, "What Mr. Li says is true, but you don’t need to worry about that."

Li Yifei spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders.

"The reason for calling you here today is to resolve our previous misunderstandings. The Zhao and Li families are both leading families of their provinces, and both the lawful world and underworld are watching. If a conflict breaks out rashly, it could cause a major incident between the two provinces!" Zhao Qingtian said this, took a sip of tea, savored it, and then continued, "Therefore, it would be in many people’s interests if we could calmly sit down and discuss."

"Old Master, what’s there to discuss? Whether it’s the Zhao family or the Li family, as you just said, being the top family in the province means doing a lot of things and also stopping others from doing a lot of things," Li Yifei said.

"So, does that mean there’s nothing to discuss?"

Li Yifei suddenly leaned forward, squinted, and said, "I’m actually quite curious, Old Master, why do you want to invade Ning Province? Isn’t it better to guard your own territory? You’ve seen your two sons, even if you conquer the world, when you’re gone, it will all be illusory."

"They say three times is too many; this is your second," Zhao Qingtian warned.

"Hahaha, it’s something you can do but cannot say? I’m a bit brash myself, and since it’s the truth, there’s no fear of speaking it. If these two take over the Zhao family, the title of ’the first’ may soon change hands," Li Yifei said for the third time.

Zhao Qingtian squinted his eyes, his aura fluctuating, showing signs of being unable to suppress it; yet Li Yifei maintained a provocative expression, lowering his head slowly to drink from his cup.

"Huh!" Zhao Qingtian suddenly struck, a palm launched across the table at Li Yifei, the palm wind fierce and momentum mighty. By feeling alone, it seemed no less refined than Murong Yuanqing’s. Li Yifei was secretly amazed but not panicked, for even with Elder Murong’s level, he had no fear. After all, through dual cultivation with Su Lio, his skills had significantly advanced, sufficient to face off against the likes of Murong Yuanqing, though they rarely interacted and never sparred, making it appear they were evenly matched.

In actuality... Li Yifei planted his feet firmly on the ground, his right hand opened into a palm to return the strike, hitting Zhao Qingtian’s palm.

Bang! Like a surprise thunder within the pavilion, Li Yifei’s feet sank by five to six centimeters, crushing several stones beneath, and the stone bench he sat on shattered but didn’t scatter. Meanwhile, Zhao Qingtian... evidently, in that probing clash, the old man suffered a loss. He retreated over a meter, still seated but having gouged two furrows in the stone surface with his feet, looking somewhat pitiful. Recalling his hand, Zhao Qingtian stomped hard, his body flying towards Li Yifei.

Li Yifei also launched himself with a single hand, leaping from his seated posture to engage Zhao Qingtian in mid-air.

Not far away, the Zhao Family Young Generation could hardly see the combatants clearly, only shadows and the sounds of blows resounding far and wide.

Zhao Fusheng frowned, observing the scene in the distance, understanding why Zhao Fugui lost. Faced with such a formidable opponent, Zhao Fugui’s loss was unsurprising. It seemed the old master’s judgment was correct, that Li Yifei had indeed entered the ranks of top experts.

However, Zhao Fusheng’s thoughts were overly optimistic, believing the old master held victory and considering defeat impossible. Yet, the harsh reality often shatters the assumptions of the overconfident.