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Chapter 452 Sending a Signal

Hai Kui's mind suddenly became hazy. He had come aboard with the intention of killing everyone and looting all their possessions. If he were handed over to these people, they would tear him to pieces!

Swallowing hard, Hai Kui's gaze involuntarily swept over everyone on the ship, with one hand moving toward his waist.

"Who do you think you are? Just because you want to play, I have to play along?"

He directly pulled out a small red ball from his waist and threw it into the sky, where it exploded, and then something like fireworks shot up into the air.

Martin Nolan became tense immediately and hurried to Chen Yu's side.

"Mr. Chen, we'd better hurry. This guy is calling for reinforcements. Once his people arrive, we will really be powerless."

But Chen Yu looked unconcerned, walking straight up to Hai Kui.

"The rules of the game are simple, an arm wrestle!"

The panic on Hai Kui's face vanished, replaced by a hint of scorn as he looked at Chen Yu.

"Didn't you see my signal going off? It won't be long before my men arrive. A word of advice, beat it if you can, or you won't even know how you die."

Chen Yu sneered, brought over a table and two chairs, and forcibly seated Hai Kui in the chair opposite.

"I don't care whether your men come or not, the contest between us must go on. Otherwise, I will kill you before your people feel their way here."

Hai Kui was startled.

His men were already lying around like dead dogs; now he was the only one left.

He would probably have to compromise before the others arrived.

"Fine, I will give you the game you want!"

He slammed his arm onto the table, ready to fight tooth and nail.

A sinister smile played around Chen Yu's mouth as he grabbed Hai Kui's hand.

The moment they touched, Hai Kui immediately put his strength into it, hoping to win the match quickly.

But to his surprise, Chen Yu was incredibly strong and forcefully smashed Hai Kui's arm onto the table.

Hai Kui's pupils dilated in shock. He thought himself strong and believed handling Chen Yu, with his skinny arms and legs, would require little effort.

Who would have thought that Chen Yu's strength was completely disproportional to his build?

"I wasn't ready just now. Let's go again!" Hai Kui put his arm back on the table.

Chen Yu didn't say a word and also lifted his arm.

They went through several rounds, but the result was always the same, until numerous small boats started to appear on the sea.

Hai Kui became frantic, standing up and retreating several steps, his eyes fixed on Chen Yu.

"So what if you're strong, kid? This sea is my turf. I can make you disappear without a trace."

Chen Yu still wore a look of indifference.

As those fellows stepped onto the deck, he pointed a finger to the ground.

A blue-white light spread out instantly, and the group that had boarded the ship with such ferocity fell to the deck, their bodies convulsing.

Chen Yu placed his arm on the table again.

"Our contest isn't over yet! Continue, come on!"

The words, like an executioner's call, made Hai Kui tremble violently.

He never dreamt of such an outcome—how could his men just inexplicably fall to the ground?

Before he could comprehend what was happening, Chen Yu was right in front of him, grabbing his arm and squeezing fiercely.

A powerful force transmitted instantly, shattering all the bones in his arm.

A piercing scream erupted as Hai Kui collapsed to the ground.

"Who the heck are you?"

Hai Kui felt like crying but had no tears; he simply didn't know what to do.

Chen Yu clapped his hands and yawned.

"What I am doesn't matter, what matters is you disturbed my sleep!"

With those words, he turned and went back to his own room.

The captain and the security chief breathed a sigh of relief, immediately ordering their subordinates to capture this bunch of troublemakers.

After an unknown period of time, the ship finally docked at the port of Jinmen.

Chen Yu didn't linger there and even left without bidding farewell to Martin Nolan and his group.

After what happened at Mount Augustus, he feared he had become a thorn in the side of the Knights of the Round Table.

A complete fallout with the Childe Family was likely inevitable.

He walked along the dock for a while until he reached an underground parking garage, where, with practiced ease, he got into a car and sped off towards the capital.

At the Tong Family's villa in the northern suburbs.

People from the two major business districts, the capital and the Magic Capital, had gathered here.

On the big screen was the information of all the families that were members of the Knights of the Round Table.

Tong Ming sat at the head place with a heavy heart.

"Ladies and gentlemen," he said, "the Knights of the Round Table's capital has already penetrated into our core assets. If we don't act now, we might be completely devoured by them."

The atmosphere among those present was somber, each with a stack of documents in front of them.

They had begun to feel the financial pressure a month ago.

The Childe Family had somehow obtained a large amount of capital support and was pressing them hard.

Had it not been for Tong Ming's thorough preparation, their assets would have likely been swallowed up by now.

As everyone was discussing countermeasures, a person dressed like a Daoist priest suddenly burst into the office.

"Ladies and gentlemen," he announced, "by the command of our Heavenly Master, I've come to deliver something to you all!"

Before the others could react, the young priest tossed a pile of wooden tokens onto the table.

The people present stared at the young Daoist with odd looks, some thinking he was the type of swindler who peddled blessed trinkets.

Chu Jianghe seemed to realize something and hastily stood up.

"Are you from the Xuanqing Sect?"

The young monk nodded: "Our Heavenly Master has a deep friendship with Mr. Chen Yu, and his visit this time is in consideration of Mr. Chen Yu."

The people gathered there widened their eyes in astonishment; no one had expected Chen Yu to wield such influence to be able to call upon someone from the Xuanqing Sect.

Not even the Childe Family, let alone the Knights of the Round Table as a whole, would be a concern for them anymore.

Just as everyone became excited, Chen Yu suddenly rushed in, flustered and frantic.

Tong Ming was about to greet him when the young Daoist priest stepped forward and grabbed Chen Yu's arm.

"Mr. Chen, I've finally found you; our Heavenly Master requests your presence at Tianhu Mountain!"

Chen Yu looked puzzled: "Tianhu Mountain, what would I be doing in that place?"

The young priest didn't bother with explanations, handing him one of the wooden tokens.

"Of course, there is a very important matter to entrust to Mr. Chen, as for the matters here, leave them to me."

Chen Yu looked at the Xuanqing Sect token in his hand and seemed to understand.

Tong Ming also understood; right now, associating with the Xuanqing Sect was more important than anything else.

"Chen Yu, you should go with him," he said, "don't worry about the situation here."