Chapter 63: Call Me Grandfather and Let Me Hear It

Before leaving, Xiao Chen didn't forget to loot the crystals from the bodies of the dead men in black. Since they had obtained them through illegitimate means, it wouldn't be a waste to take them, and taking them wouldn't be unjustified.

Xiao Chen first returned to the small waterfall to wash off the bloodstains on his body. After resting for a while, he set off towards Qiufeng Town.

He wasn't far from Qiufeng Town, so Xiao Chen wasn't in a hurry. He walked slowly along the mountain path, enjoying the scenery along the way.

"Xiao Chen, Sun Ming is also in Qiufeng Town. Let's deal with him first before going after the Shadow." The Ancient White Tiger communicated telepathically.

Xiao Chen nodded and smiled, "I was thinking the same thing. I just wonder if we'll run into any of the Shadow's people in Qiufeng Town. Qiufeng Town is just ahead. Let's go, find something to eat, and deal with Sun Ming tomorrow since it's getting late."

By the time they reached Qiufeng Town, half an hour had passed. If they hadn't walked slowly, they would have arrived earlier. Qiufeng Town was still as bustling as ever, with cultivators coming and going, and the sky was starting to darken.

Entering Qiufeng Town, Xiao Chen headed straight for the Drunken Fragrance Tavern. He ordered a table full of roasted chicken and then tossed a few into his storage ring to satisfy the Ancient White Tiger's cravings.

"Little brother, do you know where Sun Ming lives?" Xiao Chen asked the waiter while eating the roasted chicken.

"Sun Ming? Are you talking about that villain?" The waiter quickly whispered, afraid that someone might hear and bring trouble upon them.

Xiao Chen nodded, "Yes, him. Do you know where he lives?"

"I don't know that, but he comes to the tavern every night at midnight to drink. Little brother, why are you looking for him? I'm not underestimating you, but you'd better not provoke that guy, or even get to know him. He's worse than Zhao Yun!" The waiter whispered, feeling a bit curious.

"Haha, it's nothing. I was just asking. Alright, go about your work." Xiao Chen smiled. Having gathered the information, he thought to himself, "Hmph! Sun Ming, you're in for it tomorrow."

"Xiao Chen, we'll wait for him at the tavern entrance tomorrow at midnight! The tavern entrance is crowded, so let the people of Qiufeng Town see how this villain gets beaten up by you." The Ancient White Tiger communicated, looking very eager.

Xiao Chen grinned evilly, "That's exactly what I had in mind. Hehe, alright, eat up. We'll rest and deal with that bastard tomorrow!"

After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Xiao Chen returned to his room to cultivate. The night passed in the blink of an eye, and early the next morning, Xiao Chen woke up from his cultivation.

"Ah! So comfortable!" Xiao Chen stretched, his whole body crackling like firecrackers, feeling refreshed.

Clenching his fists, Xiao Chen smiled slightly, "Hehe, although my cultivation hasn't improved much, my whole body is filled with power now."

Walking out of his room, Xiao Chen went outside to pick up a few small stones. Then he went to the edge of the roof on the second floor of the tavern, sat down with his right foot on the roof edge, and his left foot hanging down, basking in the warm morning sunlight.

"Xiao Chen, are you going to wait here now?" The Ancient White Tiger asked telepathically.

"What else would I do? I don't know where else to go, so I'll just sit here, look around at the people on the streets, and enjoy the sun. Isn't that comfortable?" Xiao Chen said with a light smile, feeling very relaxed.

"By the way, Xiao Chen, you should find time to practice your martial arts. Didn't Senior Bahun leave you many powerful martial arts techniques? Practicing martial arts will give you an edge in battles." The Ancient White Tiger communicated.

Xiao Chen nodded and smiled, "I've thought about that too. To practice martial arts, I need to return to the Xiao family and settle down first."

As he sat there, Xiao Chen eventually lay down. Time passed slowly, and soon it was midnight, with the sun starting to rise above Xiao Chen's head.

"It's already midnight, Xiao Chen. That guy hasn't shown up yet! Could the waiter have tricked us?" The Ancient White Tiger communicated, doubting the waiter's information.

"Don't worry. If the waiter said he would come, he'll definitely come." Xiao Chen said calmly, not in a hurry, his eyes scanning the street.

After a while, a familiar figure appeared in Xiao Chen's view. Xiao Chen smirked, "Little White Tiger, look, isn't that him?"

"Finally, he's here!" The Ancient White Tiger chuckled.

Down on the street, Sun Ming swaggered towards the tavern, looking very arrogant, like he owned the place, followed by a few lackeys.

Seeing Sun Ming approach, Xiao Chen took out the small stones he had prepared earlier. He aimed at Sun Ming's head and flicked his wrist, sending the stone flying towards Sun Ming.

"Thud!"

"Ouch!"

The small stone hit Sun Ming's head hard, making him cry out in pain. He immediately glared around and shouted angrily, "Who the hell hit me? Do you want to die? Show yourself if you have the guts!"

Sun Ming's sudden outburst scared the cultivators walking on the street, causing two of them to trip and others to flee in panic. Everyone in Qiufeng Town knew Sun Ming, the notorious bully.

The small stone didn't carry any power, and Xiao Chen's quick hand, combined with the small size of the stone, made it silent and unnoticed. Sun Ming, with his level of cultivation, couldn't detect it.

"Thud!"

"Ouch!"

Another small stone hit the same spot on Sun Ming's head, making him crouch down in pain. Seeing this, the surrounding people became even more frightened, worried that Sun Ming might randomly grab someone to vent his anger.

"Who the hell is throwing stones at me?" Sun Ming roared in anger, his face contorted with rage.

"Big brother, it's that kid on the second floor. He's holding a stone, it must be him!" A lackey pointed at Xiao Chen on the second floor of the tavern.

On the second floor, Xiao Chen, dressed in a black high-collared robe, smiled lightly, looking like he was watching a clown, and casually tossed the small stone in his hand.

Sun Ming glared up at Xiao Chen and shouted, "You little bastard, how dare you throw stones at me! You're asking for death!"

Xiao Chen smiled lightly, "Who are you calling a little bastard?"

"You! I'm calling you a little bastard!" Sun Ming roared without thinking, but his face stiffened as soon as he finished speaking.

"Oh." Xiao Chen drew out the word, then laughed, "So, a little bastard is cursing at me, huh?"

"Ha ha!" The cultivators on the street couldn't help but laugh at Xiao Chen's words. But seeing Sun Ming's murderous glare, they quickly covered their mouths, trying not to laugh out loud.

"Brat, who are you? Do you know who I am? How dare you throw stones at me? I'll kill you right now!" Sun Ming shouted angrily, embarrassed by the teenager, his eyes almost spitting fire.

"I'm your grandfather!" Xiao Chen sneered.

"Grandfather?" Sun Ming's face changed again, becoming even more furious, with veins popping out on his forehead like small snakes.

"Good grandson, oh no, I misspoke, I should say dear grandson, sorry for the slip." Xiao Chen teased, watching Sun Ming's embarrassment with a smile on his face.

"Pfft!"

"Grandson! Haha!" The Ancient White Tiger in the storage ring couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Haha!" The crowd couldn't hold back their laughter either, even though they were covering their mouths.

"Big brother, that kid called you a grandson!" A lackey said, fearing that Sun Ming might not understand.

"Smack!"

Hearing this, Sun Ming slapped the lackey hard, knocking him down, and roared, "Do I need you to tell me?"

"I didn't insult you. You called yourself a little bastard. As for grandson, I already said it was a slip of the tongue. It was your lackey who called you grandson." Xiao Chen smiled, finding the situation amusing.

"Brat, I'm going to kill you!" Sun Ming snarled, his face twisted in rage. He stomped on the ground and leaped towards Xiao Chen, attacking quickly.

"Bang!"

As Sun Ming appeared in front of Xiao Chen, the latter's eyes flashed fiercely. He punched faster, hitting Sun Ming in the stomach, sending him flying back to the street.

"Gasp!"

The cultivators on the street and in the tavern were shocked to see Sun Ming, who was knocked down by a teenager in one move. They all looked at Xiao Chen with wide eyes.

Sun Ming did a quick kip-up, urging his true essence, and charged at Xiao Chen again, furious, throwing a powerful punch.

"Bang!"

Sun Ming's full-force punch, which would have sent Xiao Chen flying if it hit, was easily caught by Xiao Chen, who didn't budge an inch.

"What?" Sun Ming looked at Xiao Chen in shock. At that moment, Xiao Chen seemed somewhat familiar to him.

Seeing Sun Ming's shock, Xiao Chen smiled lightly and said, "In almost three years, your cultivation hasn't improved at all. You really disappoint me."

"You... you're that kid from back then?" Sun Ming accidentally glimpsed the long sword on Xiao Chen's back and immediately remembered, his face even more shocked.

In almost three years, Xiao Chen had changed significantly. He had grown taller, his body had become more robust, and he had become more mature and steady. It was understandable that Sun Ming didn't recognize him.

"Hmph! Good memory. Yes, it's me. Call me grandfather and let me hear it." Xiao Chen sneered, increasing the force in his hand.

A sharp pain shot through Sun Ming's fist, making him almost suffocate. His fist felt like it was about to explode, and his face turned pale instantly. He hurriedly cried out in fear, "Grandfather! Grandfather!"