Translator: Silavin “Hey, Qin Yichen, wait for me!” Just as Qin Yichen walked through the city gates, a fat figure squeezed out of the carriage under the shocked gazes of Zhao Ritian and several guards. The moment he got out, the carriage wheels suddenly emerged quite a bit from the ground. Zhao Ritian’s mouth twitched. It seems like this fellow was the culprit who had made them wait for half a day. [Seeing Qin Yichen’s attitude, he clearly wants to punish him a bit.] Thinking of this, Zhao Ritian immediately gave a sinister smile and aggressively went up to him. “Hey, fatty!” Zhao Ritian called out to Ye Liangchen with his head held high and in an arrogant manner. “Qin Yichen, wait for me!” Faced with Zhao Ritian’s shouts, Ye Liangchen seemed not to hear them at all. His eyes were fixed on Qin Yichen’s back as his body transformed into a meatball, rushing swiftly toward the city gates. Bang! With a muffled sound, Zhao Ritian’s body was directly knocked into a spin, his feet stumbling as he fell on his backside with a bewildered expression. [Wait. Had I just… been ignored?] “…” Seeing this scene, the guards at the city gate were all frozen in place. Zhao Ritian being ignored and knocked flying! This might not be the last time, but it was definitely unprecedented. Who was Zhao Ritian? Even the Young Masters of the Eight Millennial Families had to lower their proud heads and flatter him when they saw him. Yet now, he had been directly knocked flying by this ball of a man! At this moment, Zhao Ritian sat on the ground somewhat dazed, not knowing if it was because someone dared to ignore and bump into him, or because he had just taken a hit from what was legendarily known as a ‘meat tank charge’. Just as Ye Liangchen was about to charge into the city, seeing that huge body, several guards snapped to attention, dodging aside while drawing their gleaming weapons from their waists to block the way. “Stop!” Following a shout from the guard on the left, this ‘meat tank’ finally stopped just a centimeter from their weapons, making them secretly sigh in relief. He was clearly the person Grandmaster Qin had been waiting for. Although Qin Yichen’s attitude clearly showed he wanted to teach him a lesson, it definitely was not up to these guards to do so. Therefore, these guards did not dare to really act against him. It was just to please Zhao Ritian that they stopped him. “Why are you blocking me?! Get out of my way!” Anger seemed to surge in Ye Liangchen’s eyes, which were barely visible as slits, but he still did not forget to flip his hair, striking what he thought was a cool pose as he shouted. Looking at his face full of fat and extreme narcissism, the corners of the guards’ mouths all twitched, while they held back the need to puke – was he trying to be ugly to the extreme? “What’s that bulging stuff inside your robe?” Finally, a guard found a random excuse to shout. “Bulging your Grandfather!” Ye Liangchen cursed loudly, directly lifting his robe and roared, “This is my fats, fats! This is how I was born!” Ugh! Looking at those chunks of glistening fat, several people finally could not hold back and started vomiting to the side. The guards blocking Ye Liangchen’s faces also twitched violently, not knowing how to continue blocking this shameless character. “Quickly get out of the way, I need to get in!” Seeing Qin Yichen walking further and further away, Ye Liangchen also began to get anxious. “Oh… you dare bump into me, you rotten fat pig, you’ve got quite the nerve…” Just then, an enraged voice finally sounded from behind Ye Liangchen. The Zhao Ritian, who had been knocked to the ground, had finally come to his senses. Now, veins were bulging on his forehead, clearly on the edge of exploding. Ye Liangchen, who had been anxious to get in, seemed to hear certain words that triggered him. His fat body trembled violently before becoming still, as a suppressed aura emanated from his corpulent frame. “Early Stage Martial Grandmaster? Damn, even a fat pig can cultivate to this level? This is ridiculous!” Feeling this aura, surprise flashed in Zhao Ritian’s eyes. [No wonder this fatty had knocked me flying earlier. Even so, I will not show him any mercy with my words!] “Who are you calling a fat pig? This handsome gentleman didn’t hear you clearly. Come on, say it again for me to hear!” Ye Liangchen slowly turned his head, his face gloomy as he cracked his knuckles, looking ready to fight at the slightest provocation. As Ye Liangchen’s words fell, the originally noisy city gate became deathly quiet. Undoubtedly, this was because someone dared to speak to Zhao Ritian this way. Throughout history, except for Zhao Ritian’s Father, no one had dared to challenge him like this; not even his peers. The guards at the city gate shifted their feet slightly, moving away a bit, afraid of being caught in the crossfire if anything happened. A suppressive atmosphere enveloped the city gate as the onlookers’ gazes fixed on Zhao Ritian and Ye Liangchen. “Fat! Pig!!!” In this deathly silence, Zhao Ritian’s angry shout broke through, suddenly ringing out. [You dare threaten me, Zhao Ritian, in Central Province? How ridiculous!] Whoosh! However, before Zhao Ritian’s words had fallen, the sound of wind being cut rang out as a fat palm directly swung toward his face. Although Ye Liangchen was excessively fat, he was still an undisputed Martial Grandmaster. Under this palm strike, Zhao Ritian had not expected the other party to dare act against him so blatantly. Although he dodged hurriedly, he still could not avoid it completely. While he escaped the extremely humiliating slap, his chest still took a solid hit. Splat! Under countless shocked gazes, Zhao Ritian again demonstrated what it meant to pit a mantis against a cart or an egg against a stone. Without using Spiritual Energy, he was no match for Ye Liangchen. Without any suspense, under this palm strike, Zhao Ritian’s body retreated several steps before his backside once again made intimate contact with the ground. “He… he hit Zhao Ritian!” “Siii.. this fat guy dares to hit Zhao Ritian!?” “My god! Something big is going to happen!” Various shocked voices quietly rose from the onlookers, with some even shouting: ‘Kill him, maybe we can curry favor with Young Master Zhao!’ However, these words that would have been extremely tempting in the past did not stir up the onlookers’ enthusiasm. Because many who had seen how things started understood that this fat man might really be a friend of Qin Yichen. With this identity, no one dared to act rashly.