For ten years I practiced Gu poison in Southeast Asia; all living beings revered me as a deity.

Huang Ya-jiu!

Luo Feng narrowed his eyes.

This person naturally exists in Ding Miaosheng's memory.

This Huang Yajiu was from the mine, and was considered a subordinate of "Rotten-Foot Luo" Luo Daming.

They were all from out of town, miners hired by the Luo family from elsewhere.

The mine managed by Luo Daming was a gathering place for Chinese people from all over the country, including Cantonese, Hokkien, Hainanese, Teochew, Hakka... Most of them were Chinese, and there were also some Javanese natives.

The miners were also divided into classes, and the Chinese from different regions would band together. Huang Yajiu and his group were all Chinese from Hainan. They banded together and formed a secret society called something like "San Chuan Hui" (Three Ships Society). They often bullied other Chinese miners.

The president of this Three Boats Association was named Huang Dengteng, nicknamed "Flat-Mouthed Huang." He was a relative of Huang Yajiu, and could be considered a clan uncle.

Luo Daming, a spoiled young master, saw that the secret society "Three Boats Society" organized by "Flat-Mouthed Yellow" was quite influential, and thought that this man had some ability, so he promoted him to be a foreman in the mine.

With this supervisory role, "Flat-Mouthed Yellow" and his accomplices felt they had gained the favor of the young master of the Luo family, becoming even more powerful and arrogant, and oppressing other Chinese people even more severely.

In addition, Huang Bianzui took good care of his distant nephew, Huang Yajiu, as if he had climbed a big tree. Whenever he went down into the mine, he would bring a few members of the secret society to show off. They would also occasionally come to Lipan Village.

Despite its name, Lipan Village is actually a town. Over the years, it has been expanded and developed, and now boasts a full range of businesses, including inns, taverns, grocery stores, pharmacies, bookstores, restaurants, and even brothels frequented by Southeast Asians.

Huang Ya-jiu and his gang often got into trouble by drinking, causing disturbances, and fighting. The villagers of Lipan didn't dare to offend them, not because they were afraid of Huang Ya-jiu, but because they were afraid of the secret society "San Chuan Hui" behind him, led by Flat-Mouthed Huang, and the eldest son of the Luo family.

"Huang Ya-jiu, it's you..."

Luo Feng's face was expressionless, with a poker face.

"What did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly."

"Are you deaf?"

Huang Yajiu, who had been all smiles, suddenly turned serious.

"I said, 'I heard you've gotten in touch with the Red-Headed Datuk Temple, so you think you can take me, Huang Ya Jiu, seriously, right?'... Do I have to repeat myself?"

Luo Feng nodded slowly.

"You're right... I really didn't take you seriously. After all, you're not much of a thing, are you?"

Huang Yajiu's eyes widened. He hadn't expected that Ding Miaosheng, who was usually so honest, would dare to speak like that in front of him.

He became enemies with Ding Miaosheng because Huang Yajiu and his accomplices were dishonest and liked to take advantage of local shops.

Huang Ya Jiu used to buy things from Ji Xiang Hao General Store. He would often ask Ding Si to sell his own goods at a low price, or he would slander and curse him, saying that there was something wrong with his goods and forcing him to pay compensation.

This kind of rogue behavior left Ding Si helpless. After all, if he really caused trouble, it would be a real problem to provoke the secret society "San Chuan Hui" and get involved with Flat-Mouthed Huang.

Ding Miaosheng was stubborn and honest. When he saw his uncle being bullied, he naturally wanted to stand up for him and ran out to say a few words.

Because of this incident, Huang Yajiu held a grudge against Ding Miaosheng and later found an opportunity to beat him up several times.

"Good lad."

Huang Yajiu sneered and said, "I never expected you to be so bold, but whether you really are bold or not, I'll have to see."

At this point, he revealed a mocking smile.

"We guys saw it too, this kid has a foul mouth. I don't know if he's been punched on the head a couple of times, or if he's been worshipped by some shady old man at the Red Head Datuk Temple, and thinks he's so tough he can go up against me..."

Behind Huang Yajiu, his seven or eight henchmen also surrounded Luo Feng, sandwiching him in the middle. They all had sinister smiles on their faces and looked at Luo Feng with ill intent.

"Ding Miaosheng, why don't you come with us?" Huang Yajiu's group was large, and some of the "secret societies" in the mine didn't know much about the Red Head Datuk Temple, so they weren't afraid.

Luo Feng was somewhat surprised, because he hadn't expected Huang Ya Jiu to have such courage.

"Huang Ya Jiu, you should know that I am a disciple of the Datuk Temple. Aren't you afraid of my master, Diao Wu Dou?"

He asked back calmly.

"Who does Diao Wudou think he is? Why should I be afraid of him?"

Huang Yajiu laughed heartily, took out an iron token with intricate patterns from his pocket, and said loudly, "Do you know what this is? This is called the Iron Ship Token. You've only been a beginner for a short time. What skills could you possibly learn from that old ghost? Under my 'Unrestricted' Iron Ship Token, none of them will be of any use."

"oh."

Luo Feng stared at it carefully. It was an unfamiliar iron token with some strange runes engraved on it.

"Is it really that amazing?"

Swish!

He suddenly reached out with his right hand and grabbed Huang Yajiu's wrist.

Huang Yajiu was caught off guard by his sudden attack, and his wrist was already grabbed.

He immediately felt a chill on his skin, and then most of his strength was drained away. His limbs went limp and he collapsed to his knees.

"Hey~ Is such a big courtesy really necessary?"

Luo Feng smiled.

Once he was convinced that the "Binding Lamp" and the Seven-Section Tiger Tattoo could play a role in this world, ordinary people like Huang Yajiu would hardly pose a threat to him.

He didn't actually do anything just now; he simply used the properties of the "Binding Lamp" to slightly stir the other party's life force.

This method is just one of the minor tricks of the Lanna Witchcraft School. It's not particularly powerful and is of little use against truly skilled mages. However, against ordinary people, it's a sure thing.

With a single grab of his hand, he could drain the other person's strength, leaving them limp and powerless, like Huang Yajiu.

"You're asking for it!"

One of Huang Yajiu's accomplices threw a punch.

For some inexplicable reason, his punch landed strangely on the face of someone standing next to him.

"Beat him up."

Upon seeing this, the others yelled and started punching and kicking.

However, at that very moment, Huang Yajiu witnessed an extremely bizarre scene: none of his seven or eight companions attacked Luo Feng. Instead, they each targeted their own comrades, punching and kicking them.

"You...you, what kind of sorcery did you use?"

Huang Yajiu was also shocked. He never expected that Luo Feng, who used to be a good-for-nothing, would have such abilities.

"That's not right! You have the Iron Ship Token of the Three Boats Sect in your hands, so why isn't it working? Uncle Teng clearly said that with this Iron Ship Token, you don't need to be afraid of the Datuk Temple people..."

He spoke in a very low voice.

However, Luo Feng heard it clearly and had some reservations in his heart.

It seems... there really is something wrong with this token.

After he snatched the token, he felt a faint, lingering, unclean power flowing over the strange symbols.

When I touched it with my palm, I felt a numbing sensation, as if I were being electrocuted.

"Could this iron ship decree really be something that can suppress the Datuk temple lineage?"

Luo Feng couldn't help but have a guess.

Fortunately, when he confronted this group, he didn't use the methods of the Datuk temple, but instead adopted the bizarre methods of the Lanna shamanism.

Furthermore, when Luo Feng encountered Huang Yajiu and his group, he activated a sleight of hand that could deceive mortals.

"...If this iron ship order is only aimed at the Datuk temple, it will naturally be difficult to be effective against methods based on the Lanna shaman faction."

Luo Feng thought to himself, Huang Ya Jiu's uncle "Flat-Mouthed Huang" had been working in the mine for many years. He would be fine with ordinary miners who hadn't been there long, but he was somewhat wary of the Red Head Datuk Temple when it came to older miners.

Old man Diao Wudou had been in charge of the Red Head Datuk Temple for many years and was renowned far and wide. After he and the previous generations of patriarchs came to Southeast Asia, they took charge of the altar and protected the area. Relying on the great magic passed down by the Eight Immortals and Five Saints, they scared away countless villains and terrified countless ghosts.

The original site of the Red Head Datuk Temple was in the city, but it was later moved to Lipan Village due to some issues.

Several of the apprentices trained by Old Man Diao stayed in the city. They also learned the skills of the Datuk lineage. In addition to managing their own businesses, they also helped people solve problems. There was nothing that the Datuk lineage couldn't handle.

However, Huang Yajiu felt that with this "Iron Ship Token" in his hand, he wouldn't need to fear the disciple that Old Man Diao Wudou had just accepted.

"You just mentioned something about the 'Mifune Church,' right?"

Luo Feng grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

"And what is this Iron Ship Order... Huang Ya Jiu, are you planning to tell me yourself, or do I have to force you to tell me?"