Even the few guys who had come along with Shifeng were lying on the ground, staring at him in disbelief and wide-eyed shock.

Of these six men, only one appeared to be more seriously injured from being thrown around. The others hadn't suffered significant harm.

Zhang Yang didn't have any enmity with them, nor had they been directly involved in antagonizing him - merely acting as Shifeng's henchmen. A mere lesson was sufficient; there was no need for excessive cruelty toward these individuals, who were unlike those street toughs that once blocked his path and harbored inappropriate thoughts about Mi Xue.

It was precisely because of pre-existing grudges and their disrespect toward Mi Xue that Zhang Yang had severely injured them by breaking arms and legs. This group wasn't even comparable to the thirty-something people from when Mi Xue first returned home - those who participated in vandalizing his car. To any man, damage done to a cherished possession would likely provoke uncontrollable rage, just as if someone had destroyed one's beloved mistress.

These men at most only needed some time for the pain to subside; applying some ointment and they'd be fine.

"Shifeng! You said you watched Feifei bathe and got her drunk? Did you actually assault her?"

A man crouched on the ground was struggling to crawl up, his face etched with anguish. He had been classmates with Shifeng's younger sister Shifei - a girl he secretly admired. Hearing that his idealized goddess had been violated by none other than her own older brother was enough to make him forget about his own pain.

Shifeng turned his head to glance at the man, his expression laced with condescension. "Huaguang, don't think I'm unaware of your feelings for Feifei. Have you looked in a mirror lately? Do you even know what kind of person and condition you are? How could someone like you - a peasant's son - possibly be worthy of her?"

"Shifeng! I'll fight to the death with you!"

The man named Huaguang immediately turned blood-red eyed, scrambling up from the ground before charging toward Shifeng. Normally he would never dare act so recklessly against Shifeng - unlike Long Cheng who ruled over them all like an unquestioned king. Those who defied him were always brutally punished until they learned their place, leaving no one truly brave enough to resist despite the latent resentment simmering beneath obedience.

Driven by sheer fury, Huaguang lunged forward and struck a direct punch at Shifeng's face. He was completely consumed by rage - not only had his beloved been defiled by this man he admired as an older brother figure, but now he was also being openly insulted about his origins. The words "peasant's son" cut especially deep since though his parents operated successful farming and wholesale businesses (enabling them to afford urban housing), their rural roots still cast a shadow over their social standing in the eyes of others. This constant undercurrent of insecurity had always been buried within Huaguang, never spoken aloud nor tolerated from others. His punch struck with full force, sending Shifeng crashing to the ground. But one blow was not enough - he mounted Shifeng's body and began raining down punches with unrestrained fury.

This sudden violence actually freed Shifeng from Zhang Yang's hypnosis, though at this point Zhang Yang had no interest in probing further into his thoughts. He hadn't expected someone to react so disgustingly to the question, now regretting it would make him lose appetite for dinner. Not only was Shifeng abusing his own sister, but he also claimed he could only go so far without crossing certain boundaries. Whatever line existed had already been obliterated by this point - he was worse than an animal.

"Never imagined Shifeng was capable of such behavior. It's a shame I even knew him," Long Cheng muttered to himself, his face twisted with anger. Having spent years competing with someone like this felt utterly degrading now that he considered it - what kind of person would consider an inhuman monster as their rival?

"Let's go, Brother Cheng," Zhang Yang sighed softly before speaking to Long Cheng. "Go, we should leave immediately. I'll let Old Five know."

Neither wanted to remain there any longer after this incident revealed Shifeng's true nature.

"What are you doing! Huaguang, what on earth are you doing? You dare attack me!"

With his hypnosis lifted and the hallucinogenic effects of Zhang Yang's poison nearly dissipated (after all, it was only a superficial prick with no sustained contact), Shifeng regained consciousness in a state of violent rage. He struggled to stand up while shouting at Huaguang.

"What am I doing? I want to beat you!"

Huaguang had completely abandoned caution today. As he began beating Shifeng again, the poor man was utterly confused - his normally obedient underlings were suddenly attacking him without reason. His earlier statements had been said during hypnosis and now completely forgotten from memory.

Having already informed Old Five, Long Cheng led their group toward the car with Zhang Yang following closely behind. They wanted nothing to do with Shifeng any longer.

Zhang Yang's group departed but the events weren't finished yet - enraged Huaguang eventually knocked out Shifeng and had him taken to the hospital. Even more damningly, everyone who once followed him fled immediately afterward without so much as glancing back. While none of them were particularly moral in their own ways (harassing women or exploiting vanity), they all drew the line at harming family members - let alone committing incestuous acts toward one's own sister. Shifeng's admission about his sister had clearly crossed an unfathomable boundary that made everyone recoil in disgust.

Several days later, when Shifeng finally discovered why his secrets were exposed, he refused to believe it was possible. These were deeply hidden confessions - things he'd never spoken of publicly under threat of complete ruin. Yet somehow people knew and more than one person did. The story spread rapidly through Jinling City until the rumor evolved into claims that Shifeng had repeatedly raped his own sister in an incestuous relationship.

Eventually, his father sent men to forcibly bring him home where he remained sequestered ever since. Rumors persisted of someone seeing him limping around the estate - presumably due to having suffered broken legs from his enraged father's punishment. His younger sister Shifei supposedly overdosed on sleeping pills after learning what her brother had done, requiring emergency medical intervention that left her permanently damaged. The parents had no choice but to send her abroad for extended rehabilitation treatment.

After leaving the repair shop, Long Cheng didn't return to his hotel but instead drove Zhang Yang directly to a boxing gym. Witnessing Zhang Yang's fighting skills earlier today sparked his competitive spirit - he knew Zhang was stronger than himself but still felt confident about giving it a try. Zhang agreed to the match and immediately regretted it.

Zhang's monstrous physique was beyond anything Long Cheng could comprehend. Within just five minutes, Zhang had knocked him down repeatedly until he finally collapsed completely defeated on the ground. Only then did Long Cheng realize that challenging Zhang was pure self-punishment. After this experience, he vowed never to fight again - declaring Zhang an outright monster with no hope of victory in those five minutes.

While there might have been explanations for their handshake strength disparity (Zhang's superior internal force combined with various martial arts techniques), none of these advantages proved effective against Zhang's raw power. No matter how many strategies he employed, they were rendered useless by Zhang's absolute physical dominance - leaving him deeply frustrated and unable to determine whether Zhang possessed internal force at all beyond his evident superhuman strength.

Huang Hai watched the entire spectacle in stunned silence. While he had been impressed when Zhang subdued six men at the repair shop, this display was entirely different. A mere five minutes and Long Cheng voluntarily surrendered with no further desire to fight? That was their leader, known for effortlessly defeating ten opponents! If Zhang could best Long Cheng in such a short time, just how many people could he potentially defeat? Huang Hai didn't dare calculate the number but felt certain even dozens would be helpless against Zhang.

With Long Cheng unwilling to continue, Zhang removed his gloves and walked over to drink water from the side.

"Beep!"

The moment he picked up the bottle, a crisp mechanical voice echoed through his mind. The system announced excellent news - Xunbao Shu's loyalty had surpassed 60%, completing his Level Five task ahead of schedule. The reward was substantial: increased attribute points across all categories plus significant boosts to combat abilities. Specifically, Zhangjia Qigong alone gained five full points - bringing him dangerously close to the peak levels from his previous life.

While these numerical gains were impressive, what thrilled him most was finally having Xunbao Shu as a permanent companion. With this treasure-seeking rat at his side, locating valuable artifacts would become effortless. Whatever treasures Zhang couldn't find by himself would be discovered easily with Xunbao's help - making it equivalent to holding countless divine materials in hand.

After completing the task, Zhang learned through the system why Xunbao Shu achieved such rapid loyalty gains - all due to him beating those men and Shifeng. It turned out his violent actions had been interpreted by Xunbao as defending itself against enemies, generating deep gratitude toward its master. Animal gratitude was far simpler than human emotions.

By viewing Zhang as a savior who protected him with powerful medicinal pills (plus having the poisonous fox-tail marten follow) - when even an elite poison beast chose to permanently accompany Zhang after being avenged, it clearly demonstrated his worthiness. Once Xunbao decided on permanent loyalty, its devotion skyrocketed immediately reaching completion requirements.