At the same time, Fan Dou Garden received an unexpected visitor.
Under the bright daylight, the robust and fierce Zhou Shang appeared in this old neighborhood, resembling a giant lion intruding into a flock of sheep.
The numerous residents cast sideways glances at him constantly, the majority retreating and choosing to stay away and not provoke him.
To them, martial artists were simply too distant a concept.
Sometimes, staying uninvolved is the wisest choice.
Zhou Shang, on the other hand, couldn't be bothered with these old, weak, sick, and disabled people, who weren't even martial artists, with their poor Quality of Qi Blood, completely worthless.
Several minutes later, he walked straight towards Building 2, lifted his leg, and started up the stairs.
Soon after, he reached the second floor, stood in front of Room 201, and without a glance, kicked out directly.
"Bang~"
Accompanied by a loud bang, the door was blasted open, swirling as it flew into the room.
Then, he swaggered inside, his presence insolent, his actions arrogant, and he shouted loudly in rage.
"Lin Ping'an? You little bastard! Get out here!"
At this moment, if the already tragically deceased Zheng Di knew how Zhou Shang would act, he would probably be shocked back to life.
He had originally planned it solidly.
After providing the address, he would move quietly in the dead of night, without alarming anyone, to capture Lin Ping'an.
Then, through some torment, make him disappear forever, which was the best plan.
Although it might cause some small commotion and ripples, given Lin Ping'an's situation, it wouldn't be too serious.
After all, his value was generally minimal, just that brick to throw for attracting jade!
It had some use, but not much.
However, now that Zhou Shang acted this way, he was being overly arrogant.
It was as if he didn't respect the rules and regulations of the Martial Arts Association, a foolish act indeed.
In such an occasion, to strike so openly.
Even if he finally captured and killed Lin Ping'an, the consequences might not be pleasant, and he would undoubtedly pay a great price.
But clearly, Zhou Shang was now desperately eager to kill Lin Ping'an, this little bastard, and torture him brutally, making him die in despair.
As for the dire consequences and negative impacts, Zhou Shang didn't care.
Otherwise, he wouldn't act so brazenly.
However, after a loud roar, the inside of the room remained completely silent, with no sound or response.
Seeing this, Zhou Shang sensed the nearby Qi Blood.
In an instant, his face turned extremely unsightly.
"Damn it! That little bastard isn't here? Damn it! Did that bastard lie to me? Is the address wrong?"
He muttered, searching and checking around the room.
"No! This is Lin Ping'an's home, the one in the photo on the table is him."
"Where did he run off to?"
For a moment, realizing the blunder, Zhou Shang's intelligence regained dominance, and he secretly felt uneasy.
This time, he had acted a bit too recklessly.
"Damn it! The bloodline influence is too great! The erosion is getting worse, neglecting so many details."
At this moment, Zhou Shang seemed to awaken from a dream, his expression somewhat distorted, with a constant struggle between cruelty and clarity in the depths of his eyes.
After a dozen seconds, he took a deep breath, recalling the events of the past couple of days, and mumbled to himself quietly.
"No way! A quick resolution is necessary!"
"This breakthrough to Fourth Grade accelerated the erosion of the bloodline too much, need to kill that little bastard quickly!"
"Then, find the envoy of the Divine Sect to alleviate the erosion issue." "The personality influence is really too much, if not solved, there will be big problems."
"..."
After a while, following some intimidation, Zhou Shang obtained the news and learned that Lin Ping'an had left two days ago and had not been seen returning.
Upon hearing this, he was so enraged that he nearly exploded on the spot.
Which high school student, after taking leave, doesn't honestly stay at home and runs around playing? Goofing off, do you know how much psychological shadow this can cause to others?
Afterward, with a grim expression, Zhou Shang exuded killing intent, feeling like blasting the resident who informed him of this nightmare.
But upon consideration, he held back.
After all, starting a slaughter now would be useless; Lin Ping'an wasn't here, and after the killings, he'd still have to flee.
Thus, he angrily chose to leave.
On the other side, after he left, some residents sneaked up to Building 2, took a look, and directly called the Martial Arts Association to report the incident.
...
A few hours later, the Martial Arts Association's law enforcement team closed in on the gate, fearlessly meeting the stern gaze of the individual and issuing a warning.
"Zhou Shang, the president specifically instructed that private revenge is not allowed in this matter, remember the Martial Arts Association's ban, no martial artist is permitted to violate it."
"Otherwise, you should understand the consequences!"
"And another thing, you need to compensate five thousand for damaging the resident's door."
In response, Zhou Shang gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing his urge to suppress them, and reluctantly transferred the money.
Although it would only take a few moves to annihilate this Second Grade law enforcement team, he couldn't afford to provoke the Martial Arts Association behind them.
As a Fourth Grade Middle Tier Martial Artist, under the massive entity of the Great Xia Martial Arts Association, he was no different from an ant.
Moreover, he dared not make a move, as exposing his real identity would result in relentless pursuit until death.
If he ruined the plan of the Divine Sect envoy, death might be a luxury.
Under these circumstances, Zhou Shang held back and redirected his hatred towards Lin Ping'an.
If not for that little bastard, he wouldn't have suffered such humiliation.
When found, Lin Ping'an must... must... be tortured harshly, making his life a fate worse than death.
As for the warning, Zhou Shang didn't care much; after all, after killing, he'd leave, taking his nephew back with him.
Hidden away, even if the Martial Arts Association wanted to find him, they would have no way of doing so.
Besides, Celestial Yang City was just a small city, the branch president here couldn't control too much.
While his own city might be manageable, once he moved to another city, it would have little influence or authority.
...
In the following days, Zhou Shang continuously and secretly searched for Lin Ping'an's whereabouts.
However, unfamiliar with the place, even in this small city, finding one person among the vast sea of people was no easy task.
Moreover, apart from the first day when he passed by, Lin Ping'an hadn't set foot outside, remaining in his room and even having his meals delivered in.
In such circumstances, finding him in a short time was practically impossible.
Day by day, each fruitless day intensified Zhou Shang's hatred towards Lin Ping'an by threefold.
Day after day, his hatred for him could almost topple mountains and overturn seas.
If Lin Ping'an appeared, he feared he wouldn't endure for even a second, rushing directly to tear him apart and devour him.
Day by day, Zhou Shang's demeanor had changed significantly from before.
The depths of his eyes faintly exuded hints of madness, with a tiger-like shadow lurking, becoming increasingly fierce.
He seemed like a fierce tiger about to pounce and devour, ready to roar through the mountains and forests, engaging in frenzied slaughter and annihilating all he saw.