Sun En's earlier haughty demeanor made Wang Xuan find it amusing. If Sun En's father, Sun Yi, is a tiger, then he is merely a dog behind the tiger.
Swaggering through the forest, inflated to the point where he disregards even wolves and bears, barking wildly, feeling self-satisfied.
But now, he's been taught a lesson by Chen Qingniu.
Senior Brother's fists are very hard. Even though Senior Brother Chen is a sword cultivator, his physique is still very strong, and his realm is much higher than Sun En's.
Wang Xuan watched the commotion with his arms crossed. Sun En's misfortune was truly delightful, and since they had already offended him, he didn't mind more trouble.
"Damn, Chen Qingniu, you dare hit me! Your father is no longer the Hall Master! Just wait for your bad luck!" Sun En fled holding his head. His combat power in front of Chen Qingniu was like that of a three-year-old child, too weak, completely suppressed without even showing its full potential.
"I've never liked you. Before, my dad stopped me from bullying you, but now no one is stopping me. Did you really think I liked you?"
Chen Qingniu was actually full of anger. He had accumulated so many negative emotions these days, and the unfortunate Sun En became his punching bag.
Early in the morning, many students arrived at the martial arts hall to practice and happened to see this scene. They were truly stunned, for Sun En had actually been beaten, and the one who did it was Senior Brother Chen Qingniu.
Soon, a big circle formed ten meters away, with each student watching Sun En getting beaten. Their gaze was quite peculiar, knowing that Sun En was usually very arrogant.
"Hah, Sun En deserved it!" some male students muttered.
While some female students had stars in their eyes, trotting on their toes: "Yingyingying, Senior Brother is so handsome and powerful! I can't take it anymore."
Some students who disliked Sun En secretly took a few photos. Although Sun En's appearance wasn't very clear, it was still identifiable, but Chen Qingniu, with his aura of true qi, interfered with the air and light, making it impossible to capture his true face.
"Senior Brother Chen, his face is almost like a pig's head, isn't this bad?" Wang Xuan said from the side, surprising Sun En. He thought Wang Xuan was afraid of his father, Sun Yi, and was speaking up to help.
Then he heard Wang Xuan say, "If his face swells, you can hit somewhere else, like the chest, abdomen, or back. Anyway, Senior Brother Sun has thick skin."
Hearing this, Sun En almost exploded with anger. You dare to add fuel to the fire and mock me here! Wang Xuan, just you wait!
"Stop!" A booming voice came.
How could Sun Yi not know about the commotion here? He quickly arrived.
With the majestic gait of a dragon and tiger, Sun Yi appeared quite authoritative. With a glare, the crowd dispersed in shock. He questioned, "Chen Qingniu, why did you attack Sun En?"
He stared at Chen Qingniu, waiting for the young man to speak arrogantly, so that he could openly suppress the son of his old adversary.
After venting with his fists, Chen Qingniu felt much relieved. He rolled down his sleeves, resuming his demeanor as a refined Senior Brother.
"Hall Master Sun, Sun En insulted my father, the former Hall Master. Do you think I shouldn't have hit him?
If he lacks even basic respect, Sun En really needs good education to understand what respecting teachers and valuing the way means. Otherwise, betraying the martial arts hall and being ungrateful isn't impossible."
Sun Yi shouted, "Nonsense, how could Sun En insult the late Hall Master Chen? If you have no evidence, it's slander, and you won't escape the martial arts hall's punishment!
Bullying a fellow student, I see you, Chen Qingniu, are no longer fit to stay in the Immortal Martial Combat Hall! You should be expelled."
He threatened verbally, but wouldn't actually do it; Chen Hall Master had just passed away, doing so would be too heartless and offend people's sentiments.
One can't blatantly kick someone out just because they're gone.
He had already communicated with Sun En through divine thought and was confident in himself. Although his son might not be talented, he wouldn't leave such obvious evidence.
Seeing his son bruised and battered, one could imagine the anger in his heart. What father doesn't favor his child? So what if it's unreasonable?
"To dare to be so disrespectful to elders, it's simply outrageous, not to mention I am of the same generation as your father and can be considered your uncle. Chen Qingniu, you're the one who should be confined to reflection!"
Before Chen Qingniu could speak again, a primordial qi hand several feet wide pressed down from above, indicating that Sun Yi had taken action.
Wang Xuan glanced at Zhou Wu. This person seemed shorter than him, so Wang Xuan slightly hunched, shrinking himself by three inches.
When the sky falls, it is the taller ones who should stand against it. His own strength was far less than Zhou Wu's or Senior Brother Chen's, unable to offer any help.
Indeed, the seemingly expert Zhou Wu raised his arm, pointing a finger upwards, causing Sun Yi's suppressive primordial qi hand to explode and be utterly shattered.
The effortless neutralization made Sun Yi cautious, asking, "Who are you to interfere in the Immortal Martial Combat Hall's internal affairs?"
"And who are you?" Zhou Wu asked with interest, looking at Sun Yi.
Sun Yi held his head high: "I am Sun Yi, the Hall Master of the New District Immortal Martial Combat Hall." It was a great honor.
"Oh? What a coincidence, I'm also the Hall Master of the New District Immortal Martial Combat Hall." Zhou Wu replied with a radiant smile.
These words made Sun Yi furious. In his view, this was simply mocking and ridiculing him. You're the new Hall Master of the Immortal Martial Combat Hall, so what does that make Sun Yi?
"Have you lost your mind? If you dare joke about the Immortal Martial Combat Hall again, I'll capture you and make your sect come to claim you! The Immortal Martial Combat Hall is not something any random person can provoke."
What Sun Yi said was true. If it were an ordinary force, they wouldn't dare to provoke the Immortal Martial Combat Hall. Even if some young people aren't afraid of getting into trouble, their sects would still have to come and apologize honestly.
Chen Qingniu looked at the bruised Sun En, who now hid behind his father like a quail, a sorry sight with a look of resentment in his eyes.
But the moment he glared at him, Sun En dared not provoke any further, even with Sun Yi present.
Zhou Wu no longer wanted to toy with the other party. An electronic certificate appeared on the projected holographic screen, officially appointing him as the new Hall Master of the Immortal Martial Combat Hall, issued by the provincial Immortal Martial Combat Hall.
He said to the stunned Sun Yi, "Sorry, I am the new Hall Master. I'm here to take over today, Hall Master Sun."
Sun Yi was completely dumbfounded. What had he seen? Had the provincial department gone mad? He had clearly submitted his application, and the elders of the new area supported it. The provincial department had also approved it.
But after being Hall Master for only a day, someone new was taking over without any notification? How could it be so trivial!
"Morning orders changing by night, what is your relation with that Pure Yang Immortal to make such a move?" The rules generally wouldn't be broken.
Chen Qingniu saw Sun Yi's dejection, knowing well that Sun Yi had aspired for the position for twenty or thirty years. Now, having finally fulfilled his dream, he was ousted as Hall Master after just one day, filled with anger and confusion.
It made no sense.
"Who exactly are you?" Sun Yi stared at Zhou Wu.
"He comes from the Immortal Mountain," Chen Qingniu said blandly.
On the mountain, it's inhabited by Immortals.
"From that Immortal Martial Mountain where the Martial Immortals dwell, you should know," Zhou Wu said.
Sun Yi showed a pained expression, realizing he was utterly helpless. Today's affair was a done deal.
The Immortal Martial Mountain is the core of the Immortal Martial Combat Hall. Those emerging from it are immensely prestigious, their future achievements far beyond those like him, a so-called Earth Immortal.
Nothing could be changed. Sun Yi steadied his spirit, bowed slightly, and saluted, "Greetings to the new Hall Master." He knew he couldn't provoke Zhou Wu.
Since things couldn't be changed, he must go along with it. If he didn't know how to adapt, how could he have stayed as Deputy Hall Master for so many years?
"About my son, can the two of you show some mercy?" Sun Yi asked bitterly.
Chen Qingniu signaled to his senior brother. He had already vented his anger, and there was nothing more to pursue. There were still many days ahead in the Martial Arts Hall.
Zhou Wu nodded, "Sun En is young and ignorant. He's just a child, and mistakes can be forgiven."
Sun En, nearly thirty years old, being called young and ignorant—how immature must he be? Clearly, he wasn't a child, just belittled by Zhou Wu.
Yet at this moment, Sun En paid no mind to Zhou Wu's words, his entire being wooden, like a puppet devoid of life. His disappointment was even deeper than his father Sun Yi's. His father, his greatest pillar, the Hall Master of the Martial Arts Hall, had just been demoted today?
How could it be! How could it happen!
Sun En couldn't accept it at all.
The day's proceedings at the Immortal Martial Combat Hall were much like yesterday's, with many procedures taking place. Poor Sun Yi, once spirited and full of enthusiasm yesterday, had now become part of the backdrop. He even had to lower himself to elevate Zhou Wu to show the authority of the new Hall Master.
Yet Wang Xuan kept closely following Chen Qingniu and Zhou Wu, not as an assistant or bodyguard; rather, these two were protecting him.
Sitting to the side, Wang Xuan thought of his family and worried for their safety. It wasn't long before he made a phone call home.
The call connected, and a middle-aged man's voice came through, "Hello, Xuan, what's made you call me?"
"Just felt like calling, do I need a reason?" pondered Wang Xuan.
"Strange, is your courage lacking, and you need your dad to recharge it?" His father laughed heartily.
This was a recurring topic between father and son. His father said: Money is a man's courage; without it, one acts timidly, hesitates in decision-making.
Without money, naturally, one must consider whether they can afford certain things, whether social expenses are sufficient, leading to more concern.
Wang Xuan partially agreed with this notion, believing that spirit, strength, and external resources together determined one's courage.
Hearing this, Wang Xuan felt quite touched.