Reborn in 72, I hunt to support my family and spoil my younger sister rotten.

Just as Li Xiangyang said, even if the other party had ten times the courage, they wouldn't dare to make a move. They could only keep their distance and eventually followed them to the factory, where they all dispersed shortly afterward.

Li Daqiang was a little flustered after offending this group of people, but Li Xiangyang didn't take them seriously at all.

Three days later, at dusk, Li Xiangyang was checking the loading of goods at the factory.

This batch of goods was to be transported to the provincial capital. Logically, Li Daqiang should have been in charge of the route, but considering the recent situation, Li Xiangyang decided to personally escort the truck.

"Brother Xiangyang, are you really alright?" Xiao Liu asked worriedly. "Should we bring a few more people?"

Li Xiangyang shook his head: "More people only make us bigger targets. We'll take the national highway this time, so there shouldn't be any problems."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

Wang Ergou rushed in, his face grave: "Xiangyang, something's happened."

"What is it?" Li Xiangyang immediately put down the order form in his hand.

"Zheng Dehou just called, saying someone in the village is asking about you," Wang Ergou said in a low voice, "and they even asked about your family's daily routine."

Li Xiangyang's face instantly darkened. He knew that Liu Sandao had finally lost his temper.

"Damn it, these bastards never learn," Li Daqiang said angrily.

"Brother Daqiang, don't get agitated." Li Xiangyang thought for a moment. "Okay, tonight's delivery will be cancelled for now. Ergou, you go back to the village immediately and protect my family."

"And what about you?" Wang Ergou asked.

“They’re so blatantly asking around in our village, they’re obviously afraid I won’t come home. So I’m not going to let them have their way. I’ll stay here and wait for them today.” A cold glint flashed in Li Xiangyang’s eyes.

In the dead of night, Li Xiangyang sat alone in the factory office.

There was a pot of tea on the table, but he didn't drink a drop. He was like a cheetah poised to pounce, waiting for its prey to appear.

At two o'clock in the morning, faint footsteps could be heard outside the factory.

Li Xiangyang smirked and quietly approached the window, peering out through the gaps in the blinds.

Seven or eight dark figures were seen loitering outside the factory wall, led by one of Liu Sandao's men whom they had seen that night.

"They really aren't afraid of death," Li Xiangyang muttered to himself.

He did not act immediately, but continued to observe the other party's movements.

These people were clearly prepared; several of them were carrying gasoline cans, seemingly intending to set the factory on fire.

Li Xiangyang's heart was filled with murderous intent.

The factory was the culmination of his years of hard work; these beasts wanted to burn it down—they were practically courting death.

But instead of acting impulsively, he quietly crept to the telephone in the office.

"Hello, is this the law enforcement bureau? This is Li Xiangyang from Sanheshan Treasure Company. Someone is trying to burn down my factory..."

After hanging up the phone, Li Xiangyang didn't rest. He took out an iron rod from his desk drawer, a self-defense weapon he had prepared specifically for this purpose.

The people outside have already started to move.

They cut through the factory's barbed wire fence and quietly sneaked into the factory area. Two of them acted as lookouts, while the rest carried gasoline cans and headed towards the warehouse.

As they approached, Li Xiangyang suddenly pushed open the office door and shouted, "Stop!"

The group was startled by the sudden noise, and one of them almost dropped the gasoline can he was holding.

"It's that kid!" someone recognized Li Xiangyang.

"Damn it, why is he still here?"

"Whatever, since we've run into each other, we might as well take care of them all at once!"

The leader said menacingly, while giving his men a meaningful look.

Li Xiangyang sneered, "Trying to burn down my factory? Don't you even know your own limitations?"

"Shut the fuck up!" One of the henchmen charged at Li Xiangyang, wielding an iron rod.

Li Xiangyang dodged the attack with ease, while simultaneously slamming the iron rod in his hand hard into the opponent's shoulder.

"Ah!" the man screamed as the iron rod slipped from his hand.

Seeing this, the others also gathered around.

Li Xiangyang was not afraid at all. Relying on his skills honed from years of hunting, he was able to handle the attack from several people with ease.

Although the other side had more people, they were all street thugs and no match for Li Xiangyang.

In less than five minutes, three people had fallen to the ground.

Seeing this, the remaining few people began to back down.

"What are you all standing there for? Attack us all at once!" the leader roared.

But just then, the sound of police sirens came from afar.

"The law enforcement team is here! Retreat!" someone shouted in panic.

The few people who were still able to move immediately ran towards the wall, leaving only three injured people lying on the ground.

Li Xiangyang didn't give chase. Instead, he walked up to the three men lying on the ground and said coldly, "Go back and tell Liu Sandao that if he wants to play games with me, he's ready to play to the bitter end. But if he dares to lay a finger on a hair on my family's head, I'll make him regret ever being born."

The enforcement team arrived at the scene quickly.

This time, they had solid evidence—a gasoline can, cut barbed wire, and three people caught red-handed.

The enforcement team leader, looking at the gasoline cans scattered on the ground, said sternly, "This is attempted arson; it's a very serious matter."

Li Xiangyang nodded: "Captain, these are Liu Sandao's men from that night. They've come for revenge."

“We will thoroughly investigate this matter,” the captain promised.

The news spread throughout the entire county early the next morning.

Liu Sandao's men were caught red-handed when they set fire to the factory, which greatly damaged his reputation in the underworld.

What angered him even more was that the three arrested henchmen, under pressure from the law enforcement bureau, quickly confessed to acting on his orders.

"Damn it, these bunch of useless idiots!" Liu Sandao cursed in his hideout. "They can't even handle starting a fire!"

"Brother Dao, what do we do now?" the subordinate asked cautiously. "That kid seems difficult to deal with."

Liu Sandao pondered for a moment with a grim face, then said, "It seems we'll have to use some other methods."

He picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, is this Lao Liu? It's me, Liu Sandao..."

At the same time, Li Xiangyang was also formulating his own plan.

He knew that someone like Liu Sandao wouldn't give up easily. Rather than passively taking a beating, he decided to take the initiative.

"Ergou, go and find out what Liu Sandao has been doing all these years," Li Xiangyang said to Wang Ergou. "I refuse to believe he can escape legal punishment forever."

"Understood," Wang Ergou nodded. "I'll go find out right away."

"Also, have the factory security guards increase their vigilance these next few days," Li Xiangyang continued. "Furthermore, contact our clients in the provincial capital and see if anyone has contacted them recently to inquire about our situation."

Li Xiangyang knew very well that dealing with a local tyrant like Liu Sandao required more than just fists. He had to find his weakness and strike a fatal blow.