Time flies, and ten years later.

In an inn, a deep voice rang out: "Behave yourself and get through!"

A thin, sickly young man was pushed onto the dining table. A gentle female voice followed, "What kind of sect are you? Why are you treating us like this?"

"Li Lang, are you okay?" the female voice asked with concern.

A move pounced on the young man, and the noise naturally attracted the attention of Fang Duobing who was sitting next to him. He had just received the Baichuan Academy token and could not wait to hang it around his waist. At this time, he was on his way to Lingshan Sect.

The young man lying on the table caught a sharp glimpse of the token with familiar words on it, turned around and looked at Xu Fu, and they both smiled at the same time.

The man who had pushed the other person initially was followed by many other men wearing the same attire as him. They all looked ferocious and untouchable. Most people in the inn just watched and didn't dare to step forward to stop them. "If you don't help save the people today, I'll show you what we at Fenghuotang are capable of."

The man swung his two hammers directly at the young man lying on the dining table.

The woman standing in front of the young man seemed frightened by his words. She stepped back tremblingly and ended up tripping over the corner of the table. The young man said, "Be careful."

He stood up to help her, but ended up bringing her to Fang Duobing's table, breaking the teacups and cups on the table.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... We didn't mean it..." The woman helped the young man up, lowered her head in shame and apologized. Her face was gentle and without any makeup, but it made her look delicate.

Just let people call her beautiful lady.

"Cough cough...really..." The man she was supporting lowered his eyes, covered his lips and coughed twice, with sweat on his forehead, looking a little sick.

The words sounded a bit forced.

Glancing sideways at the man from Fenghuotang, who was striding towards him with two hammers in his hands, with an aggressive look on his face, he wanted to capture the two men. Fang Duobing slammed his palm on the table, and a sense of justice arose spontaneously.

We have the final say on what is right and wrong.

The two people in front were frightened by the sudden powerful palm and their eyes widened.

A little surprised.

Fang Duobing grabbed the hands that were about to reach out, kicked the man in the chest, and kicked the man onto the table. The fragile table top immediately broke with a sound. Seeing this, Fenghuotang immediately surrounded him.

Fang Duobing grabbed the arm of the person who attacked him and broke his hand bone with a little force. He kicked the leg of another person and tripped him. He moved between them with clean and neat movements and killed everyone present without even drawing his scabbard.

Every move he makes reveals the carefree and unrestrained spirit of a young man just starting out.

The people from Fenghuotang stood up, covering their wounds in embarrassment, and glared at "Cheng Yaojin" who suddenly jumped out and kicked them.

"You have to force me to take action." Fang Duobing turned around confidently and called out to the waiter hiding nearby, "Tell me what's going on?"

The waiter hunched over and came out to explain as soon as the fight was over.

"These gentlemen stopped a coffin at the back and then captured the two people. The man was a doctor, and they forced him to save the person in the coffin. They captured the woman to threaten the doctor."

Fang Duobing's gaze followed the waiter's words and turned to the two of them.

The woman raised her hands to cover her face and nodded at him imperceptibly.

The man gently stroked the woman sideways, but his eyes were glancing in the direction of Fenghuotang. He seemed to be afraid?

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