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Chang Xi heard this, but her hands didn't stop; she gave him a symmetrical black eye.

Wudang disciple Wei Huang shouted sternly, "Fighting in private, both sides must be disqualified from the competition!"

"Why? She's the one who beat me up like this!!" Before Chang Xi could say anything, Chen Changqing objected.

"Miss Chang, I apologize on my behalf. How about we call it even? We're all here to participate in the competition, and nobody wants to lose their qualification, right?" The elegant and sophisticated woman who had previously used vines as a bridge smiled and smoothed things over, giving both sides a way out.

As the saying goes, one should not look upon the Buddha with the face of a monk.

But Chang Xi was no ordinary person; she didn't care about anyone's feelings and made the situation freeze with just one sentence.

"Whose face? Who wants to even things out?" Chang Xi chuckled, his sarcasm in his eyes undisguised. "Your brother started the fight online, and we were justified in self-defense. Is that wrong?"

None of the Gu family members possessed spiritual power, so being hit by his talisman would result in serious injury. There are rules in the Xuanmen (mystical sect) that prohibit members from using mystical arts to seriously injure ordinary people without cause.

According to regulations, he will be detained for fifteen days and fined.

Hua Sijin didn't expect Chang Xi to be so disrespectful, refusing to accept even when offered a way out.

"Amitabha," Shen Kongming staggered over, "What Benefactor Chang said is right. It seems that this Benefactor Chen should be disqualified from the competition and taken away for detention."

"Who are you? What's it to you?" Chen Changqing retorted coldly.

Shen Kongming clasped his hands together, the Bodhi beads gleaming softly in the sunlight. "This humble monk is a monk from Pudu Temple, my Dharma name is Liaowu."

"He's clearly just an unorthodox monk," Changxi exposed him.

Zhuge Jian arrived late, listened for a while, and made a decision in her heart: "Well then, as the organizer, Wudang has an obligation to protect the safety of every guest who comes here outside the competition venue."

Mr. Chen violated the rules, and while punishment should be given in consideration of Ms. Hua's timely apology, how about this: disqualify Chen Changqing from future competitions, but retain his current results.

He can still participate in the next Xuanwu Tournament, but for now he needs to be detained.

The Gu family had donated a considerable amount of money to Wudang. Even though they had a falling out with Chang Xi, they still had to give the Gu family face. This punishment was undoubtedly severe for Chen Changqing.

Hua Sijin had no choice but to accept it, since they were in the wrong.

Haha, serves him right. Who told him to bully people when he had nothing better to do?

[Chairman Gu is so old, what would happen if he got beaten up?]

It seems Chairman Gu is giving Wudang a lot of face; otherwise, given the Gu family's usual practices, their legal team could have sued Chen Family Hall into bankruptcy.

The happiest person was Gu Hongwen, not because he was happy that Chen Changqing was punished, but because Chang Xi spoke up for him.

Even after returning to his residence, Gu Hongwen's smile did not fade.

Gu Qingfeng couldn't stand it anymore. "Dad, is it really that serious? You've been laughing the whole way. Do you really dislike Chen Changqing that much?"

"You're such a fool," Gu's father said irritably. "Who does Chen Changqing think he is? Do you think I need to bother with him? I originally thought Changxi disliked us, which is why he didn't want to come back to the Gu family."

But today, even though we're not familiar with each other, she still fought with Chen Changqing to protect me. What does that mean? It means that she's not that resistant to us. Maybe she's just been away from home for too long and doesn't know how to get along with us.

My daughter cares about me, how could I not be happy?

That's a good and reasonable analysis.

On the other side, Chen Changqing smashed vases and teacups in his room, as if a superhero had descended to earth.

He pointed at Hua Sijin's nose and yelled, "What gives you the right to make decisions for me? Don't you understand? Your surname is Hua, and mine is Chen! I am the future heir of the Chen family!"

Hua Sijin glanced at her hot-tempered cousin with obvious disdain, "Just because Grandpa said I'm the leader this time, no matter who comes to Chenjiatang, they have to obey my orders."

You provoked Chang Xi for no reason. What, weren't you beaten enough at the Ghost Temple? You want to go and make a fool of yourself again?

"It's none of your business," Chen Changqing retorted, unmoved. "If you hadn't interfered, I would have defeated her long ago!"

Hua Sijin rolled her eyes to the heavens. "You? Who was it that Chang Xi beat to a pulp before I arrived? Skateboard shoes? Before I left, my grandfather told me that Chang Xi's strength is unfathomable and not something we can match."

Let's try to avoid a direct confrontation with her. Did you take Grandpa's words to heart? If you want to die and invite humiliation, I won't stop you. But I'm in charge of the people who came out this time. Now pack your bags and get back down the mountain.

"Hua Sijin, you're ruthless. I'd like to see how far you can get with the disciples of the Chen family. But don't forget, the Chen family is always ruled by men. No matter how powerful you are, you can only serve me as your master and risk your life for me." Chen Changqing was so angry that his hands trembled, and his words became increasingly harsh and unpleasant. He then left with several of his disciples.

A cold glint flashed in Hua Sijin's eyes, but she showed nothing on her face.

For the second match, all the parents were present.

The others seemed to be there for a competition, while these three families looked more like they were on a picnic. Winning or losing didn't matter; the important thing was to eat and drink well.

In this round, only about a hundred people remained on the field.

Of the hastily assembled team, only Lu Wenli lost the game.

His opponent was a disheveled, one-armed old man.

"The One-Armed Old Man is a disciple of Chengyang Sect, and his reputation has risen in recent years. This is mainly due to his signature move, Ghost Shadow Hand. Although he only has one hand, once he unleashes this move, it's as if countless hands are in front of you, each carrying offensive power, making it impossible to defend against," Yan Feishuang solemnly introduced.

Chang Xi exclaimed, "Not bad, you know quite a lot."

"Hehe, it's written on the big screen," Yan Feishuang said, pointing to the introduction on the results list.

Chang Xi: "..."

Chang Xi: I'm retracting a compliment.

It seems Lu Wenli is likely to lose.

Not necessarily, let's see how many more moves he can last.

Lu Wenli could exchange a few blows, but he mostly dodged them, only occasionally launching an attack, which never even touched the hem of the one-armed old man's clothes.

"Little guy, it's time for us to finish," the one-armed old man said with a sinister look in his eyes, unleashing his ultimate move.

Countless hands reached out from the training ground, like a dense net enveloping Lu Wenli. He couldn't tell which were real and which were fake. He was sent flying and rolled several times on the ground before finally coming to a stop. His whole body felt like it had been beaten up, and he had no ability to fight back.

"The one-armed old man wins!"

Lu Wenli walked off the training ground in a daze, not even hearing Madam Lu calling him.

Seeing the injuries on her son's face, how could Mrs. Lu not feel heartbroken?

"I'm sorry, Master," Lu Wenli apologized, his head bowed, showing none of his usual arrogant demeanor.

"What have you wronged me about?" Chang Xi asked him without any expression.

Lu Wenli couldn't answer.

"Come with me," Chang Xi said, leading Lu Wenli away from the training ground alone.

Hey, where are those two going?

The once-proud little deer looked dejected and somewhat out of place.

Red Flame immediately followed

The two walked to a deserted hilltop.

There is a huge rock on the edge of the cliff, big enough for one person to stand on.

Chang Xi raised his chin. "Stand on it."

Lu Wenli was confused, but he obediently stood up and stood there. Hongyan was right next to them.

What comes into view are towering, continuous mountain peaks, shrouded in clouds and mist, a truly magnificent sight.

Tell me what you saw?