Top-tier Unruly Master

It's not simply a matter of how many people know of the Ink Monkey, it's that the mere thumb-sized creature will definitely astonish anyone who sees it.

Yet Cheng Bufan seemed unfazed by its oddity, adding a layer of mystery to his character.

Ding Fan, using his Divine Sense, could clearly discern that Cheng Bufan lacked cultivation, but his demeanor was refined. From the incident with Mu Zi, it was evident that Cheng's insight was also exceptional.

At that moment, the sound of music began to play, and Mu Zi's phone rang.

Taking the phone and glancing at it, Mu Zi immediately made a call.

"...How did you know I was at the Liuli Factory?... Alright, I'm coming to rescue you now..." After speaking, Mu Zi directly hung up the call.

"Brother Fan, a friend of mine is also nearby the Liuli Factory. He's had his money stolen, I'm going to help him out before I join you," Mu Zi stood up and said.

Ding Fan nodded.

Zizi seemed to know that Mu Zi was leaving, busily finishing the last drop of tea before darting back into Ding Fan's collar, never coming out again.

Zizi had begun its cultivation. Although it could act coquettishly in front of Mu Zi, it still knew who its master was. Without the master nearby, no matter who called for it, it would absolutely not respond.

Mu Zi quickly said goodbye to Ding Fan and Cheng Bufan, then hurried downstairs.

From Ding Fan's perspective, he could clearly see Mu Zi's retreating figure. Just as Mu Zi had gone a distance, Ding Fan noticed two figures sneakily peering towards them from a street corner.

Those were the same two individuals who had previously plotted against Ding Fan, and now everything made sense—the primary reason Mu Zi was called away was because of them.

The two whispered to each other before one led the way and the other followed, bringing seven or eight thugs towards the shop.

"It seems these uninvited guests have come to visit your friend," Cheng Bufan, who had also noticed these people, said casually.

Ding Fan slowly nodded. "I'll go dispatch them first, then we can continue our tea," he said.

Cheng Bufan nodded with an air of relaxation. "Sounds good."

Cheng clearly understood what Ding Fan meant by dispatch but still looked relaxed, as if whatever was about to happen was as ordinary as eating or sleeping.

Cheng accompanied Ding Fan down to the ground floor without delay.

"****, you're pretty arrogant, huh? Daring to mess with Brother Ting's woman!"

As soon as they reached the ground floor, Dongzi led a group of thugs bursting into the shop.

They stormed into the shop like terrifying demons, scaring away two customers who were browsing antiques and causing the shop assistants to hide out of fright, too scared to come out.

While the shop assistants didn't recognize Dongzi and Lao Xi, who were causing trouble, they did know Baldie, the one who led those thugs and followed behind Dongzi and Lao Xi.

Baldie, whose name was Toad, was the notorious king of the Liuli Factory area, so feared that even local police dared not provoke him, and he was famously willing to risk his life in a fight.

Once, when a gang of Vietnamese caused trouble at the Liuli Factory, Toad single-handedly chased a dozen Vietnamese through the streets. His heroic deed was known to almost everyone in the Liuli Factory.

Now, the presence of someone like Toad, leading a gang to find fault, indicated they were not to be trifled with.

"If you don't want to die, get lost," said Ding Fan in an indifferent tone and without a hint of emotion.

"Shit! Are you brain-damaged from a donkey kick or something? We've got you surrounded, and you ****ing tell us to get lost!" Lao Xi burst into laughter as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Kid, if you want to leave this antiques shop on two feet, you better kneel down and knock your head on the ground a few times. Otherwise, if I don't beat the crap out of you, I'll take your surname," Dongzi blustered threateningly.

Ding Fan could tell, these idiots wouldn't be placated unless he showed them who's boss; this confrontation wouldn't end without it.

While Ding Fan was pondering, Lao Xi gestured to Toad. "Break this idiot's three legs, make it so he can't walk or mount a woman ever again!"

Once Lao Xi finished his command, the assorted thugs behind him burst into laughter. Meanwhile, the burly Toad, flexing his wrists, stepped forward from behind Lao Xi and Dongzi.

At that moment, Mu Zi walked back in.

"What are you two doing leading people here?" Mu Zi demanded seriously, surveying the scene.

The two hadn't expected Mu Zi to return so soon.

"This guy offended a friend of ours, so we came over..."

Lao Xi's explanation was hesitant. Mu Zi had the skills, and they were genuinely worried he might strike them; if that happened, they'd have no choice but to swallow the pain.

To their surprise, Mu Zi seemed even more interested upon hearing they were looking for trouble with Ding Fan.

"Go ahead as you were, it's as if I'm not here." Mu Zi simply pulled up a chair and sat down as if he was there to watch the drama unfold.

Mu Zi wanted to see just how Ding Fan, whom his grandparents and leaders of groups three through seven had so highly praised, would deal with these fools who dared to provoke him. He was keen to witness the miserable state they'd end up in after Ding Fan dealt with them.

Lao Xi and Dongzi were stunned; they hadn't expected Mu Zi's attitude to be like this.

Could it be that Mu Zi liked watching people get beaten up, or had this bumpkin offended Mu Zi, and she was simply letting them teach him a lesson?!

Lao Xi and Dongzi didn't understand the exact reason, but both seemed as if they were injected with chicken blood at this moment, excited at the prospect that if they gave Ding Fan a good beating today, perhaps they could earn a few more points of favor with Mu Zi.

In front of a beautiful woman, even the most mature men can have their idiotic moments, to say nothing of these two fools.

"Toad, twist this kid's thigh off. I'll give you a hundred thousand!" Lao Xi now stepped forward, confidently thumping his chest.

Not to be outdone, Dongzi spoke up. "As long as you beat this kid so he can't get up, I'll give you a hundred and fifty thousand!"

Seeing the two playboy heirs thumping their chests and raising the price, Toad was also caught up in the excitement. One leg was worth a hundred thousand, and two legs would be two hundred thousand. Plus, beating him so he can't get up was worth another hundred and fifty thousand.

Thinking this, Toad wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth. If he played his cards right in this fight, he could easily net a cool four or five hundred thousand. What a relaxed and joyous fortune.

"Kid, don't blame me. If you've got to blame someone, blame your damn self for messing with the wrong people!" After saying that, Toad swung his fist, the size of a sandbag, straight at Ding Fan's face.

The underlings that Toad had brought with him saw their boss make a move and stretched their necks excitedly. They knew Toad's strength very well and were totally waiting to see Ding Fan get blown away by Toad's punch, to whine and struggle to get up from the ground.

Boom...

Ding Fan didn't dodge at all. He met Toad's punch head-on and hit back.

To others, Toad might be fierce, but in Ding Fan's eyes, he was merely a little thug who bullied and swaggered around the market.

If you're going to deal with such petty figures, either you don't move a muscle, or you make a move so intimidating that it instills dread.

What Ding Fan wanted now was absolute deterrence – the kind that made these people too scared to act rashly!

What happened next had everyone's eyes wide open in shock.

Crack!

The sound of bones breaking emanated from Toad's wrist, and at the same instant, Toad was blasted backward by Ding Fan's punch, flying through the air.

After traveling two meters, Toad's burly body finally heavily crashed against a load-bearing wall nearby and tumbled down.

"Ahh..." Toad's painful cries echoed as he clutched his right wrist, his legs kicking wildly...

Damn! What's going on here?!

At this moment, all the little thugs Toad had brought with him were dumbstruck. To them, Toad was the undisputed number one in one-on-one fights, and they had never seen anyone who could stand against Toad before.

Yet the seemingly frail Ding Fan had just used one move, one single move, to make Toad unable to get up. Just one move.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, how could these thugs believe that their War God couldn't even withstand one move from Ding Fan?

The shock of Toad's underlings was echoed by Lao Xi and Dongzi, who were also completely stunned.

Toad had a notorious reputation, a vicious character bold enough to wield a knife and stab someone. Otherwise, Lao Xi and Dongzi wouldn't have brought Toad with them to show off.

They originally thought they would get to properly deal with Ding Fan in front of Mu Zi, but they had not expected that Toad would be so incapable. They hadn't managed to show off, and instead, someone had knocked Toad down with a single punch so he couldn't get up.

By this time, some thugs had already gone to help Toad with his wound. When the two thugs rolled up Toad's sleeve, a gasp went through the crowd.

At that moment, Toad's right wrist was grotesquely split open, the flesh blurred and bloody, producing a visually shocking effect.

One punch had actually done that to him.

"You... who among you can take this kid down? I'll give you... I'll give you five hundred thousand!" Lao Xi shouted from the side.

Ding Fan frowned deeply. The main reason he had crippled Toad with a single punch was to deter these people, but Lao Xi, oblivious to his fate, still dared to challenge him.

A murderous intent flickered across Ding Fan's eyes!

Lao Xi felt the chill in Ding Fan's gaze. It was cold, sending shivers down his spine as if a blade were at his back, the feeling of being targeted by a wild beast. At that moment, Lao Xi even felt an impulse to just turn and run.

"You... get on with it and kill him for me! Remember, I'm paying you... hurry up!"

Gasping for air under the weight of Ding Fan's stare, Lao Xi yelled loudly at the thugs.

However, faced with Lao Xi's yelling, Toad's underlings acted as if they were deaf.

With Toad, an invincible fighter in single combat, incapacitated by Ding Fan's single punch, what good would they do if they went forward?

They might have followed Toad around to act tough in ordinary times, but when it came to bravely charging against a stronger opponent...

These thugs didn't have the courage. After all, they were nothing more than ruffians who bullied the weak and feared the strong!