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Yu Xiaogang.
The moment those three cursed syllables came from the bruised, filthy man before him—
Qian Daoliu felt something in his mind snap.
All the buried pain.
All the hatred.
All the root causes of his family's tragedy—
Instantly found shape.
Instantly found a target.
This man.
This was the man who once seduced the pure, brilliant, naive Bibi Dong.
The man whose existence indirectly pushed Xun Ji into committing a monstrous, inhuman crime.
The man who plunged Bibi Dong into more than twenty years of agony and loathing.
The man whose shadow made Qian Renxue born into her mother's hatred.
This man was the origin of everything.
The origin of the Qian family's tragedy.
The origin of Bibi Dong's hell.
The origin of his granddaughter's sorrow.
The origin of every single chain reaction of pain and sin.
Qian Daoliu's breathing grew dangerously heavy.
He wanted to kill him.
No—
He wanted to wipe this man from existence, to erase the very root of the disaster that destroyed their lives.
The hand gripping his Angelic Sacred Sword bulged with veins.
He raised it—
Then froze.
Because his gaze caught the plaque behind him.
Feng Ran Pavilion.
The Senior's sacred ground.
A bucket of icy water instantly drenched his rage.
No.
He could not kill here.
He could not stain the Senior's pure domain with the filthy blood of this piece of trash.
Qian Daoliu forcibly suppressed his killing intent.
His hand trembled lightly, then—
Clang!
He stabbed the Sacred Sword into the stone step before him.
Yu Xiaogang was stunned.
This… what did this mean?
Putting away his weapon?
To show respect?
Not bad.
Not bad at all.
At least this one has eyesight.
Much better than those stray dogs outside who only know how to beat people.
The last trace of fear in Yu Xiaogang dissolved.
Smugness washed over him like warm sunlight.
He even prepared to clear his throat and graciously advise this Titled Douluo to relax and simply take him in to meet Bibi Dong.
But before he could say a word—
A hand like an iron clamp bolted forward, grabbing his collar and lifting him like a scrawny chick.
"You—!"
He wanted to yell.
But the next instant—
A vast, sacred, warm spirit power surged into his body.
His bruises dissolved.
His swelling faded.
His cracked ribs knit together.
Even the tooth that had been kicked out—
Grew back right before his eyes.
Yu Xiaogang felt his body relax in bliss.
Good.
Very good!
This is how guests should be treated!
It seems Bibi Dong still has some ability.
The subordinate she sent is very sensible indeed.
With his washrag-like confidence restored, Yu Xiaogang cleared his throat, preparing to offer a few "master-level" comments—
But—
He didn't even finish inhaling.
A massive palm filled his vision.
SLAP—!!!
A thunderous crack exploded through the alley.
Yu Xiaogang's head whipped sideways, half of his face ballooning instantly.
His newly regrown tooth, accompanied by a mouthful of blood foam, drew a pathetic arc through the air before flying away again.
His ears buzzed.
His brain blanked.
He hit the ground like a broken broomstick.
He had only one thought left:
…I… got hit again?
He lay there in growing horror.
Why?!
Why was the one who healed him a second ago now hitting him?!
Before his brain finished processing—
The same big hand grabbed him again.
Warm spirit power surged through him again.
His cheek healed.
His pain faded.
Yu Xiaogang gasped in relief.
He opened his mouth:
"I—"
SLAP—!!!
The same angle.
The same force.
The same graceful blood arc.
Yu Xiaogang's vision went black.
Stars exploded in his eyes.
Just as he was about to pass out—
The warm spirit power surged again, dragging him back from the brink and healing him instantly.
And then—
SLAP!!!
The nightmare resumed.
Now Yu Xiaogang finally understood.
This was not respect.
This was not a misunderstanding.
This was—
ABUSE.
TORTURE.
"D-Don't… don't…"
Yu Xiaogang begged weakly.
But Qian Daoliu's face remained colder than ice.
He even found one-slapping-one-healing too inefficient.
Fine then.
His left hand released a constant flow of sacred healing light—turning into a permanent "live-repair" function locked onto Yu Xiaogang.
His right hand was now completely free to—
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP—
The slaps blurred together into a horrifying aurora of palm-shadows.
The crisp crackling echoed like a merciless war drum.
Yu Xiaogang's head snapped left, right, left, right—
healing instantly each time, only to be slapped again.
It was the ultimate "Belt + Iodine."
Beating while disinfecting.
An immortal-level torture technique.
His face: swelling, healing, swelling, healing—
like a horror-style fast-forwarded animation.
No matter how hard he wished to faint,
the healing light dragged him back every time.
He lived a thousand lifetimes of pain in seconds.
Who knows how long it lasted—
A minute?
A century?
In the tiny 0.01-second gap between slaps—
Yu Xiaogang's survival instinct exploded.
He screamed with all the strength left in his DNA:
"BIBI DONG! SAVE MEEE!!!
I'M XIAOGANG—!!!"
His roar shook the alley.
Qian Daoliu's hand froze mid-air.
This damned beast…
He dared call Bibi Dong's name?!
He dared disturb the Senior?!
He was going to kill him—
drag him away and finish him once and for all—
But then—
A lazy, amused voice drifted from inside Feng Ran Pavilion.
"Yu Xiaogang?"
"Interesting. Let him in."
Lin Feng's voice.
Qian Daoliu's hand, filled with killing power and already too late to stop—
Followed its momentum.
SLAP.
One last crisp symphony.
Yu Xiaogang's eyes rolled back.
His head tilted.
This time—
He finally couldn't take it.
Right before darkness swallowed him, he heard what he believed was the most beautiful sound in the world:
"Let him in."
He… was saved.
Then he collapsed completely.
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