Translator: CinderTL
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The four men inside the room were staring at Li Chunjun without any restraint.
Hua Xiong didn't say much.
After leading Li Chunjun into the room, he told him to wait for the arrangements and left.
As soon as Hua Xiong left and the door closed, the four men exchanged glances.
After a while, a man in his thirties, whose muscles were so prominent that even his shirt couldn't hide them, spoke first: "We waited for hours just to meet this little brat?"
Li Chunjun glanced at the four of them.
The one speaking seemed somewhat normal.
The other three were still wearing prison clothes.
Hongzhu Prison.
It was the most tightly guarded prison in the Xuanzhou region, holding only the most dangerous criminals.
You didn't get in unless you killed a few people or set a couple of fires.
It seemed like the man noticed Li Chunjun's gaze.
One of the men, over 1.9 meters tall and weighing more than 200 pounds, also looked at him.
With just a single glance, the words "kill without hesitation" were fully conveyed.
If it had been the old Li Chunjun, he would have been terrified by that look, quickly averting his eyes.
But now, he didn't.
The man's physique...
It just felt oppressive.
Whether it was the integration of inner and outer power or the circulation of energy, he couldn't tell.
But it was probably the latter.
An Integration Realm Martial Artist!
And one who had committed grave crimes, with no psychological burden when it came to killing—how rare was that?
He needed time!
These people...
They were his time!
That's why he had silently followed Ling Feng to Summit Tower.
...
"You've got guts."
Looking at Li Chunjun, who dared to meet his gaze, the muscular man spoke in a deep voice.
He stood up with his massive frame.
As he straightened up, Li Chunjun noticed that the man was probably nearly two meters tall.
His weight, probably approaching 300 pounds.
"Sen Ge, this kid is challenging you," said a man next to him, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looking as though he was eager to stir up trouble.
"Eyeglasses, do you want to provoke me?" The muscular man, called Sen Ge, tilted his head slightly.
"No," the man with the glasses shrugged, feeling the oppressive aura from Sen Ge. "We're all in the same boat, why the heavy atmosphere? I'm just a bystander."
"Then get out of the way."
Sen Ge coldly ordered.
"Everyone quiet down."
At that moment, a man sitting to the side, with long hair and a height of around 1.7 meters, suddenly spoke: "Save your strength for fighting the beasts."
"Right, right, harmony brings wealth," the man with glasses chuckled.
But the man in the dress shirt sneered after hearing that: "Harmony? Stop pretending to be a saint. Everyone here has blood on their hands."
He pointed at the man with glasses: "'No-Life Blade' Tan Li, a professional underground assassin! As long as you're paid, you'll kill anyone. You've taken so many lives that you can't even count them on both hands, right?"
Then, he turned to the other two: "Titan Vincent, the number-one enforcer of the Iron Blood Society! Whether it's Integration Realm Martial Artists or women and children, as long as they oppose the Iron Blood Society, you tear them apart without a second thought. A real piece of trash."
Vincent cracked his neck and shifted his gaze, staring at him with a sinister expression.
But the man in the dress shirt ignored him and instead turned his eyes to the long-haired man: "But you, you're unfamiliar. What's your name?"
"Shouldn't you introduce yourself first before asking others?" the long-haired man said calmly.
"I don't change my name, whether I'm sitting or standing—Xu Zhengyi."
The moment he said his name, the atmosphere in the room tensed slightly.
"Skull Crusher Xu Zhengyi!?"
Tan Li, the professional assassin, couldn't help but exclaim.
This guy was a real lunatic.
He killed his own master after being seen as morally corrupt, then went on a rampage, challenging every top martial artist in Mingzhou City.
Whenever he fought, he showed no mercy.
In just a few months, he had killed at least a dozen martial artists and masters.
While Vincent had a higher body count, Xu Zhengyi's targets were of a completely different caliber.
And now, even this madman had been captured?
No, something was off!
Tan Li suddenly realized something and blurted out: "You entered Summit Tower voluntarily? You came here just to kill?"
"Hahaha! I just hope the fighters here aren't too weak—otherwise, the sound of their skulls breaking won't be satisfying enough."
Xu Zhengyi burst into crazed laughter.
Hearing the manic edge in his voice, even someone as ruthless as Vincent became visibly serious.
The laughter lasted a few seconds before abruptly stopping in a strangely unnatural way.
As if nothing had happened, Xu Zhengyi looked at the long-haired man and asked: "So, who are you?"
The man was silent for a moment before answering: "Du Kang."
The moment that name was spoken, Tan Li and Vincent narrowed their eyes.
Even the erratic Xu Zhengyi squinted slightly.
"Du Kang—the one who wiped out the entire Heavenly Sword Martial Hall!?"
Tan Li was shocked.
"Now that is a big name!"
"That massacre happened ten years ago… 103 people, slaughtered to the last. That case is so old that I thought you had already escaped somewhere far away. Didn't expect you to get caught after all!"
"Are you really Du Kang? You don't look like it. They say you were already a top-tier martial artist back then—can you still fight?"
The others scrutinized him carefully.
Compared to them…
Du Kang was on a whole other level.
He had wiped out the prestigious Heavenly Sword Martial Hall of Xuanzhou's capital city—his crime was far more shocking than anything the others had done.
Li Chunjun listened patiently to their introductions.
His expression remained calm, devoid of emotion.
Four of them.
All usable.
"Hey, brat, who the hell are you?"
Xu Zhengyi's voice rang in his ears.
The others didn't say anything, but they were quietly sizing up Li Chunjun.
Compared to them, an 18-year-old like him looked completely out of place in this room.
But Li Chunjun didn't answer.
"Heh. Got some attitude."
Xu Zhengyi stared at him: "Come on, tell us—what glorious deeds have you done?"
Noticing that Li Chunjun completely ignored him, the Skull Crusher became even more intrigued:
"Anyone who enters Summit Tower must be an Integration Realm Martial Artist! You don't even look twenty. I wonder if an Integration Realm Martial Artist under twenty makes a different sound when their skull is crushed?"
"Can you kill people in here?"
Li Chunjun suddenly asked.
The question made the others pause for a moment.
Then, they understood what he meant.
"Of course not," Vincent sneered.
Not allowed?
Li Chunjun heard the answer and settled down.
If it wasn't allowed, then fine.
He wouldn't lose sight of the bigger picture.
Why waste four when he needed to take down nine?
"As a good citizen, you should always follow the law. Even if you're getting beaten up, no matter how painful it is, don't fight back! Otherwise, it counts as mutual assault."
Tan Li chuckled as he adjusted his glasses.
"Right, right. Here, let me help you remember how you got here!"
Xu Zhengyi stood up and took a step toward Li Chunjun.
(End of the Chapter)
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