Chapter 58 Everyone heard it, he was the one who asked me to hit him

Just at this moment, another elderly figure slowly approached from the direction of the courtyard gate.

This person was none other than Ruan Liangcai, who had been demoted to the outer sect to serve as an inspector.

"It is truly damned luck. The moment I come to patrol, I run into disciples fighting..."

With a dark expression, he strode heavily through the entrance. From afar, he could hear the screams and angry curses, which irritated him deeply.

"I must see which bastard is causing trouble this time. I will surely make him pay!"

Ruan Liangcai felt extremely displeased, his belly full of pent-up anger with nowhere to vent, and this seemed just the right outlet.

As soon as he stepped inside, he laid eyes on two very familiar faces.

"Second Uncle! What brings you to the outer sect?"

The triangular-eyed young man named Ruan Wen cried out in pleasant surprise, hurrying over to him.

"Ahem... Well, I came here to handle some matters and happened to hear screams, so I came to investigate."

Ruan Liangcai froze on the spot, feeling utterly awkward inside.

Never had he expected to run into his nephew here.

He certainly couldn't just admit that he had been demoted to the outer sect, could he? That would be far too humiliating.

Ding Hui also spotted him, and upon hearing those words, a somewhat amused expression crossed his face.

He never thought that the once lofty and powerful Third Elder of the inner sect would actually lie even to his own nephew. How sigh-worthy.

"Another familiar face has arrived. This is getting interesting."

Li Wudao glanced sideways slightly, casting a glance before turning back around.

Yam Lin Yan muttered quietly, his heart fluttering with anxiety, "Brother Li, it seems we've gotten ourselves into big trouble. The helper this fellow called looks extraordinary."

Listening to their conversation, a spontaneous sense of panic washed over him.

"Stay calm. Everything is under control."

Li Wudao comforted him softly, a confident arc forming at the corners of his lips.

He rather wanted to see what kind of reactions Ruan Liangcai and Ding Hui would have once they recognized him.

Meanwhile,

Ruan Liangcai noticed Ruan Wen's swollen, pig-like face and couldn't help asking, "Wen'er, what happened to your injuries?"

"Indeed, who on earth could have hurt you so severely?"

Ding Hui frowned, his tone laced with anger.

Hearing this, Ruan Wen instantly perked up, his eyes gleaming with radiance.

This was precisely what he had been waiting for them to say.

The next instant, with his neck stuck out and a swaggering, defiant gait, he walked toward Li Wudao with an arrogant expression.

"Second Uncle, Brother-in-law! It's this brat who beat me up!"

He pointed furiously at the youth's back, shouting as he walked, full of pomp and arrogance.

Hearing this,

both Ding Hui and Ruan Liangcai's expressions darkened, their gazes chilling as they stared fixedly at the figure standing with his back to them.

No matter what, Ruan Wen was related to them by blood, so they naturally had to show some favoritism.

"Brat, when you see this Elder, why aren't you hurrying over to pay your respects!"

"So you're the one who injured my nephew. You have some nerve!"

The two reprimanded him coldly, their tones severe and leaving no room for negotiation.

Just then,

Li Wudao slowly turned around, looking at Ding Hui and his companion with amused interest.

Boom—

Upon seeing the youth's handsome and familiar face, Ruan Liangcai and Ding Hui felt as though their pupils had suffered an earthquake. Struck as if by lightning, their expressions froze and their minds went completely blank.

Why is it this scumbag Li Wudao again?!

Ruan Liangcai stared at the youth, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot. He had a bellyful of anger but dared not voice it, forced to roar silently in his heart.

Ding Hui's complexion was no better, entirely devoid of his previous composure and domineering aura.

"Damn it, it's this thorn in the side again..."

He silently bewailed his fate, a headache the size of an ox gripping him as he desperately wanted to turn around and walk away.

Having experienced this twice before, he truly didn't want to get involved anymore. It always ended badly, bound to drag him into a mess.

Many of the law enforcement officers behind him also recognized Li Wudao, their expressions shifting uncertainly.

Nothing good ever came from seeing this youth, and this time would likely end up unsettled and unresolved, with nothing they could do to him.

At this moment, Ruan Wen had yet to notice anything amiss and swaggered right up to Li Wudao.

After all, the Third Elder of the inner sect was his second uncle, and the Elder of the Law Enforcement Hall was his brother-in-law.

With both mighty backgrounds here to back him up, he instantly hardened his stance, even managing to put on airs through his two bruised panda eyes.

Thinking of the humiliation he had just suffered, Ruan Wen could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, preparing to take double revenge.

Immediately afterward, he parted his swollen lips, thrust his "pig face" forward, and mocked with the backing of powerful forces:

"Brat, are you good at fighting?"

Ruan Wen sneered with utter disdain, "I admit you can throw a few punches, but what the hell is the use of being good at fighting? To survive out there, you need influence and background, understand?"

Seeing that Li Wudao remained silent,

his expression grew even more arrogant. He thrust his swollen face forward and provoked:

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance. I'll just stand here without moving, let you hit me—do you even dare?"

With that, he smugly stretched his back, feeling a surge of physical satisfaction.

However, that pleasure didn't even last the blink of an eye.

The next moment, Ruan Wen let out a sudden, miserable scream.

"Bang!"

A fist the size of a sandbag caught him squarely in the abdomen, instantly sending a spray of blood flying from the corner of his mouth.

Veins bulged on Ruan Wen's forehead. He wiped the blood from his mouth and stared at the youth in disbelief.

Are you kidding me? He still dared to beat him in front of so many people?

This kid must be completely out of his mind!

"You... you damn well have the guts to hit me again!"

Though his face was contorted in pain, his tone remained fierce.

Hearing this, Li Wudao smiled faintly, skipped the nonsense, and directly granted his wish.

"Slap!"

A resounding backhand slap instantly sent Ruan Wen spinning in place, stumbling backward until he collapsed heavily onto the ground, unable to recover his wits for a long time.

Instantly, the true disciples lying on the ground regained much clarity in their eyes.

Compared to Ruan Wen's treatment, what they had suffered could be considered light.

"You all heard it yourselves. He asked me to hit him, so I hit him. Ah... a request like this is something I've never heard in my entire life."

Li Wudao shook his hand and let out a sigh of mock regret.

"..."

The entire scene plunged into a dead silence, quiet enough to hear a pin drop.

Just listen—was that even human talk?

Everyone wore bizarre expressions, casting complex gazes upon the youth.

This fellow was as unexpected as ever, making people itch with hatred yet leaving them utterly helpless.

"My goodness, Brother Li is too fierce!"

Lin Yan was dumbstruck once more, his eyes widened into twin circles as boundless admiration welled up in his heart.

Thinking of his own miserable encounters and comparing them to Li Wudao's majestic display, he could only feel the crushing disparity. Comparing oneself to others could genuinely drive a person to despair.

Having dealt with the annoying flies, Li Wudao paced forward and came to a halt right in front of Ruan Liangcai and Ding Hui.

Then, under their unnatural expressions, he said with playful interest:

"Elder Ding was just telling me to crawl over and pay my respects, right? Is that still required now?"

Hearing this, Ding Hui's expression shifted slightly, and he silently cursed his bad luck.

"Not required, it's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding..."

He bit the bullet and forced out a bitter smile.

Had he known this was the person in question, he wouldn't have dared to speak with such arrogance even if given ten guts.

After all, even the Peak Master of Blazing Sun Peak couldn't do anything to Li Wudao, let alone a mere Elder like himself.

Nowadays, this youth was rising like a storm, seemingly favored even by the Sect Master himself, so he naturally dared not offend him openly.

A cold smile surfaced at the corner of Li Wudao's lips. Without saying anything, he turned his gaze to Ruan Liangcai, whose face was livid with rage.

"Oh, oh, oh! If it isn't Elder Ruan? How come just two days apart, you've fallen so low?"

"You've even degenerated into an outer sect inspector. To be honest, how utterly miserable!"

He clicked his tongue and chuckled, his mockery undisguised.

Ruan Liangcai's old face trembled, and he was nearly driven to smoke with anger.

This kid was truly vicious, deliberately twisting the knife in his wounds and forcing them open in front of everyone, paying him zero respect.

Little did they know, this was precisely the effect Li Wudao wanted.

He believed in an eye for an eye, and he wanted to smash the other's dignity to pieces.

Only by completely suppressing those harboring ill intentions toward him and making an example of the chicken to scare the monkeys could he minimize future troubles.

"Ow, it hurts to death!"

At this moment, Ruan Wen finally regained some consciousness, shaking his dizzy head and wailing aloud.

Complaining bitterly to the heavens, and failing to comprehend the current situation, he shouted toward Ding Hui with lingering hatred:

"Brother-in-law, what are you still standing there for? Quickly capture this damn kid and torture him severely!"