#24 - I am a timid person.

"People call that diligent cultivation, which is a good thing, unlike you back then..."

"Go, go, go, go play somewhere else."

Within the Limit Martial Hall, there are Limit Branch Halls, Limit Club Halls, Limit General Halls, and Limit Headquarters. In terms of positions, there are instructors, hall masters, supervisors, chairmen, inspectors, etc.

And the hall master is the highest person in charge of the Limit Martial Hall in one of the districts of the base city.

As the hall master of the Limit Club Hall in Yangzhou City, Wu Tong can joke with him like this, so his strength is naturally not to be underestimated.

The two people speaking, one is strong and burly with thick eyebrows and piercing eyes; the other appears thin and wiry with a scar on his face.

Cannon Chen Gu, Eagle Blade Kong Quan.

Like Hall Master Wu, they are the only three War General-level martial artists in the current Limit Club Hall.

Leading figures of the Bright Moon residential area.

The three gathered just to support Luo Feng.

The people providing support are there to hold the line. Naturally, they are all renowned experts. After all, who would listen if they didn't have the strength or reputation?

The parties involved in the dispute wouldn't believe it either.

...

In the evening.

Inside the reception room on the second floor of the Limit Club Hall, people from the Thunder Martial Hall arrived and sat down on opposite sides, according to their respective affiliations.

As the person involved, Luo Feng rightfully took the middle position. Hall Master Wu Tong sat on his left, Cannon Chen Gu as the shooter, sat on the right as the output position, and Eagle Blade Kong Quan assisted.

The others didn't have so many rules. Yang Wu found a corner to sit down and carefully counted the number of people on both sides.

The Limit Martial Hall side had a full twenty-plus people, and under the suppression of numbers, the eight people from the Thunder Martial Hall seemed a bit lonely.

Strength in numbers, that's how it is.

Hmm...

It has a bit of a gangster vibe!

Without further ado, the negotiation began.

While the two sides were exchanging pleasantries, Yang Wu was secretly observing. He wasn't interested in the negotiation itself, he was just there for the fun of it.

He had been staying in the villa for too long and came out to get some fresh air!

Before long, the negotiation reached its climax. The compensation money involved face, and the two sides were deadlocked over the issue of face.

"Luo Feng, give me some face, and let's just let this matter go."

"Otherwise, it will be..."

"Wait a minute!"

The sudden voice interrupted Zhang Zehu, who was trying to save face. Yang Wu in the corner silently raised his right hand.

"Sorry, I need to pee. Going to the restroom."

"Who are you?"

Zhang Zehu frowned. He had been building up the atmosphere for so long, only to be interrupted like this, but he couldn't explode on the spot.

He narrowed his eyes and asked Yang Wu with some doubt.

Having just rushed back from the wilderness, he couldn't wait to resolve his nephew's matter and didn't have time to learn about what had happened recently.

"He's fine! Go ahead!"

Before Yang Wu could answer, Wu Tong preemptively spoke, indicating that he could go first.

After Yang Wu left, the two sides argued again, and the atmosphere intensified until...

The negotiation completely broke down!

Zhang Zehu was also a senior martial artist with the strength of an advanced Warrior-level, and he wasn't far from the Elementary War General-level.

He didn't care who was in the right in this matter. What he cared about was that Luo Feng, a mere newcomer, didn't give him any face, making him bow his head to a little brat. That was simply a dream.

To endure for a moment, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became; to take a step back, the more he thought about it, the more he lost.

"Boy, the wilderness isn't that fun. Be careful not to die too early."

Zhang Zehu stood up angrily, looked at Luo Feng with a sneer, and uttered a harsh threat.

"Remember to grow some eyes when you walk!"

"Bang!"

"Ah..."

Suddenly, a sound of a heavy object hitting the ground came from outside the door, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

At the door of the meeting room, Yang Wu seemed frightened. The object in his hand fell to the ground. It was a long wooden box, and a corner of the broken piece revealed a bit of cold light.

"Oops!"

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Zhang's words just now scared me a bit."

"I've been timid since I was a child, and only by bringing this banquet item can I have enough security."

Yang Wu bent down and slowly pulled out the Broken Army Spear from the long box, casually twirling the spear. The sharp tip of the spear shone coldly in the light.

"You..."

Only at this moment did Zhang Zehu realize that Yang Wu was here to cause trouble. Just as he was about to get angry, Hall Master Li of the Thunder Martial Hall immediately stopped him.

His eyes were fixed on the constantly rolling spear in Yang Wu's hand.

"Is this yours?"

"Otherwise, did I buy it for collection?"

Although this was the truth, the practical effect of this weapon was no longer ideal, and perhaps it would become a collectible in the future.

"Tiger, give him fifty million, and let's just let this matter go."

"Old Li..."

Zhang Zehu was obviously unconvinced, but after seeing Hall Master Li's sharp eyes, he immediately shut up.

Don't look at Hall Master Li usually getting along well with everyone, and the mutual titles are also very casual, but that's just usually. The hall master is the hall master after all, and once important events are involved, that's final.

"Okay, I'll give it!"

After reluctantly paying the compensation on the spot, Zhang Zehu and his group didn't say much and left the Limit Martial Hall directly.

Seeing that group leaving the meeting room, the Limit Martial Hall group started to make a fuss.

"Yang Wu, you are..."

"An A6 model Broken Army Spear? The one you asked someone to buy on your behalf last time was it?"

Hall Master Wu Tong stepped forward to take a closer look, seeming to have discovered something, and asked, pointing to the spear in Yang Wu's hand, but not quite sure.

The last time Yang Wu purchased weapons on his behalf, he didn't know the final purchase list.

"AI6 model!"

Everyone was directly stunned. That was a weapon that only advanced War General-levels could use. They didn't think that Yang Wu bought this thing for collection.

Even if you have money, you don't spend it like this.

Luo Feng was also shocked. Being able to use an A6 model weapon meant that Brother Yang's strength must be at least at the advanced War General-level.

"Yang Wu, you haven't joined a martial artist team yet, right? Why don't you come to our Fire Hammer team?"

Chen Gu, the Cannon on the side, stared closely at Yang Wu, inviting with anticipation.

"Sorry, Brother Chen, I want to venture into the wilderness alone and don't want to join any team."

"However, although I can't join you, Madman can!"

Seeing Chen Gu a little disappointed, Yang Wu recommended Luo Feng to him.

"Luo Feng?"

Without comparison, there is no harm. Luo Feng is also excellent, an 18-year-old martial artist, but compared to Yang Wu, the gap immediately came up.

However, although he couldn't recruit Yang Wu, it was not bad to be able to recruit Luo Feng.

...

On the way back.

Luo Feng walked behind Yang Wu, his strange gaze constantly staring at him, making the latter feel a burst of palpitations.

If he didn't know that the other party's sexual orientation was not a problem, Yang Wu would have slapped him long ago.

"What's wrong? What kind of look is that?"

"Brother Yang, you're a bit strange today?"

"Where am I strange?"

"Strangely lecherous!"

"Hmm? Let's go, didn't you want to spar?"

"Uh, Brother Yang, I have something to do today! Next time, definitely next time."

Looking at Yang Wu carrying the big spear, Luo Feng felt really unsure.

He, Luo Feng, would never mention the matter of sparring again.