UNBEATABLE
What, Do You Dare to Do Something For Me?

Chapter 108: What, Do You Dare to Do Something For Me?

The guard hesitated for a moment before reporting honestly: "He has been beaten by Yang Zhanfei!"

"Yang Zhanfei!"

Those in the main hall were shocked, and the furious expression on Fei Rong's face reduced by one level.

Huang Xiaolong noticed the unpleasant expression in the main hall, and inevitably asked, "Who is this Yang Zhanfei?"

Fei Hou replied respectfully: "Yang Zhanfei is Yang An's younger brother!"

"Which An?" This relationship was beyond Huang Xiaolong's expectations.

The number one monstrous genius in Yuwai Kingdom, Yang An? On the way here, the name he heard the most was this Yang An. He had not expected Yang Zhanfei to be Yang An's younger brother!

“Where is your Mud lord now?” Huang Xiaolong turned around to ask the Fei Mansion's guard.

Fei Hou, Fei Rong, and the others also turned their heads towards the guards.

The guard quickly replied: "On the Path of a Thousand Virtues!"

"The Path of a Thousand Virtues?" Huang Xiaolong turned his gaze to Fei Hou, "How far is this Thousand Virtues Path from the Fei Mansion?"

"Only three roads away, not far away!" Fei Hou immediately replied.

"Let's hurry and take a look." Huang Xiaolong stood up.

Furthermore, under the leadership of Fei Hou, Fei Rong, and the Ancestor, Huang Xiaolong and his group appeared on the Thousand Virtues Path a moment later. What greeted them was the sight of a group of people surrounding another group in the middle. The surrounding group laughed, mocked, and pointed, having fun judging from their facial expressions.

As Huang Xiaolong's group approached the center, an arrogant shrill voice sounded: “Your mother, with this ugly face of yours, you think you deserve Tao Zhe? Don't consider your Fei Mansion almighty; in my eyes, the Fei Mansion is nothing!”

“Let me tell you, Fei Ming, today this father beat you up, so why! What does your Fei Mansion dare to do? Your father was also none other than a toothless tiger!”

The crowd surrounding him laughed out loud.

Clearly, it came from the maid and guard Yang Zhanfei had brought with him.

"Yang Zhanfei, I will fight you to the death!" An angry roar cut through the voices.

A few seconds later, a painful scream ensued.

Fei Rong's face paled hearing that voice. Anger and fury erupted in his heart, the Fei Mansion guards ran into the siege, smashing it and dispersing the crowd. Huang Xiaolong and the others saw a twenty-five or twenty-six year old young man lying on the street with bloodstains on his face while a beautiful young girl in her early twenties tried lifting the young man with an anxious face. . At the same time, his face filled with fury glared at the other young man wearing a golden brocade robe before them, not far from them.

This beautiful young lady was supposed to be Tao Zhe, and that golden brocade-robed young man was – Yang Zhanfei.

"Fei Ming, how bad is that?" Tao Zhe propped up Fei Ming and asked anxiously.

Fei Ming only shook his head.

At this moment, the guard of the Fei Mansion had cut a path through the crowd and Fei Rong was seen rushing forward.

"Dad!" Fei Ming called out to look at Fei Rong, but when his voice landed, his eyes saw another silhouette behind Fei Rong; shocked, his voice trembled as he shouted: "Grandfather!"

"Grandfather, you're back!" Ignoring his injuries, Fei Ming rushed towards Fei Hou.

Fei Hou nodded and smiled lovingly as he quickly took over raising his grandson and checking the extent of his injuries. Fei Hou sighed in relief. His grandson's injury wasn't as bad as it seemed; it seemed that Yang Zhanfei still had a sense of proportion.

Yang Zhanfei was greatly shocked when he saw Fei Hou; an old man who had disappeared for so many years actually came back? He knew Fei Hou was the late Tenth Order pinnacle.

"Hey hey, the actions of the Fei Mansion guards were quite efficient - even the Patriarch came!" Yang Zhanfei's poisonous tongue swayed. “Don't worry, Fei Ming's life isn't in danger! But he might not be so lucky next time. He looked at Fei Ming as he said these words, "When you see me in the future, hide away, otherwise, I will hit you every time I see you!"

"Go away!" Yang Zhanfei gestured with a wave of his hand, gesturing to the servants and guards behind him.

"Stop!" Just when Yang Zhanfei was about to leave with his servants and bodyguards, a loud growl sounded.

Yang Zhanfei's feet stopped a few inches above the ground, his head turned back and saw the person speaking was Fei Hou.

If he were to let this young man pat his butt and leave just like that, then Fei Palace would not face any face to be displayed in Yuwai Royal City anymore!

Yang Zhanfei calmly watched as Fei Hou approached him slowly, “You are Fei Hou? You want to avenge your granddaughter? Saying this, his eyes swept over the number of Fei Mansion guards, "You want to bully us for having fewer people?"

Fei Hou opened his mouth about to reply, suddenly, Huang Xiaolong appeared beside him, "As long as you can take one palm from me, we will allow you to leave."

Yang Zhanfei stared intently at Huang Xiaolong, but suddenly, a smile appeared on his face, “Nak, what are you saying? Take one palm from you? Repeat again, this father does not understand clearly.”

The servants and guards behind Yang Zhanfei laughed out loud while Huang Xiaolong remained indifferent.

"Son, from which the child who has not weaned milk like you ran out, can you make a decision?" Yang Zhanfei said after he managed to stop laughing.

"He is my Young Master, his meaning is my meaning!" At this moment, Fei Hou interrupted.

Young Master?!

Yang Zhanfei was stunned to see Huang Xiaolong when he heard Fei Hou's words, and he was extremely shocked.

Fei Hou actually referred to this teenage boy as Young Master!

The servants and guards behind Yang Zhanfei also observed Huang Xiaolong with shock in their eyes.

Overcoming his shock, Yang Zhanfei coldly said, "Since it's been like this, I also want to see how you can defeat me with just one palm!" A cruel light glittered in Yang Zhanfei's pupils.

Although Fei Hou referred to Huang Xiaolong as the Young Master who shook his heart so much, he did not take Huang Xiaolong seriously. Or rather, he had never placed a sixteen year old child in his eyes, let alone defeated him with just a single palm!

At this point, the crowd wisely retreated back. Yang Zhanfei and Huang Xiaolong stood in the middle with waves of energy fluctuating in the air.

The focus of the audience was entirely on the two figures in the middle, especially Fei Rong. His eyes followed Huang Xiaolong closely because he wanted to know Huang Xiaolong's strength.

What does this young man have that makes Dad acknowledge him as God?!

"Dad, her?" Fei Ming asked Fei Rong, pointing towards Huang Xiaolong. Just now, his Grandfather had actually publicly acknowledged that the young man was his Young Master, and the shock and shock he felt was much stronger compared to Fei Rong.

"Are you ready?" Huang Xiaolong asked in an indifferent manner as he looked to the opposite side.

"Millions Star Holy Fist!"

Yang Zhanfei suddenly dashed out, performing a sneak attack his fist punching Huang Xiaolong in the chest. The attack arrived almost instantly in front of Huang Xiaolong and countless starlight shone like a pillar as a visible holy aura spread from the middle.

Everyone present was shocked as none of them imagined Yang Zhanfei would launch a sneak attack.

Including Fei Rong.

"Be careful!" Fei Ming exclaimed anxiously-that Yang Zhanfei was the peak of the Seventh Order.

When everyone thought that Yang Zhanfei's attack would be on target, Huang Xiaolong moved. He raised one of his hands and slammed an attack against the fist.

"explosion!" A loud explosion resounded in the air.

Yang Zhanfei wailed tragically, flying out and crashing into the streets violently, causing the entire street to shake.

One palm!

Not a single person dared to utter a loud shocked breath.

Fei Rong was stunned while Fei Ming yelled for Huang Xiaolong to be carefully fixated on the spot with his mouth shaped 'O'.

The servants and guards who had come with Yang Zhanfei were so frightened that they forgot to help Yang Zhanfei get up from the ground.

Huang Xiaolong slowly walked towards Yang Zhanfei, the latter had fear written all over his face; his buttocks scratched the surface of the road in horror, "You, you, what do you want to do ?!"

"What do I want to do?" Huang Xiaolong stopped in front of him.