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Li Xiaoyao didn't continue to stay invisible, dealing with a thug like Hu Zhi didn't warrant the use of such abilities — it would be giving him too much credit.

Seeing Li Xiaoyao suddenly appear like a ghost, Hu Zhi's pupils rapidly constricted, and his grip on the cleaver tightened involuntarily.

"Who are you?" Hu Zhi kept retreating to the door, loudly demanding.

Dahai, who was getting ready to rest downstairs, immediately sprang up from the sofa upon hearing Hu Zhi's voice, looking up towards the upper floor.

Li Xiaoyao gave a cold smile and approached Hu Zhi step by step, saying, "It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that tonight, you'll stay here forever."

No sooner had he spoken than Li Xiaoyao suddenly leaped forward like a fierce tiger, charging at Hu Zhi with his left leg bent forward to slam into him.

Hu Zhi gripped the cleaver with both hands, and before Li Xiaoyao's feet could hit the ground, the cleaver, glinting with a cold light, was already stabbing toward Li Xiaoyao's waist.

Li Xiaoyao's right calf changed direction in mid-air, and his toes kicked the blade, transferring a huge force into the cleaver and up to Hu Zhi's hands.

Hu Zhi felt his arms go numb, shaking violently, with the forceful impact splitting open the webbing of his palms, blood flowing freely.

After years of martial training and fighting, even if Li Xiaoyao was several times stronger than him, Hu Zhi still made the quickest reaction in the face of extreme danger.

Using the force, Hu Zhi fell backward, rolled on the spot, and dashed out of the room. He covered two meters in the second-floor corridor and avoided Li Xiaoyao's next kick.

Dahai, seeing a sudden accident in the living room, reached for the handle of the katana at his waist and drew it out sharply, then took several quick steps toward the second floor, standing beside the disheveled Hu Zhi.

In Dahai's hands was a katana, which he held horizontally in front of his chest, looking coldly at Li Xiaoyao. He glanced down at Hu Zhi, saw his hands covered in blood and the cleaver lying on the ground, and his heart sank with shock.

There's a stark difference between Hu Zhi armed with a cleaver and without one.

It could be said that if Hu Zhi had a cleaver in hand, even if he were facing twenty or thirty men, he could still break through their encirclement.

Yet now, Hu Zhi had been beaten by this suddenly appearing man to the point of even dropping his weapon.

"Brother Hu, how's it going? Any trouble?" Dahai asked.

Hu Zhi picked up the cleaver, shook his hands, and looked fiercely at Li Xiaoyao, who walked out step by step with an air of nonchalance, and said, "Brother, which gang are you from?"

Li Xiaoyao just sneered, not even bothering to speak.

Hu Zhi said, "Brother, it's better to have more friends than enemies. There's no need to take things to the extreme; that way, it's no good for you or me, right?"

Li Xiaoyao showed a disdainful smile, saying, "Do you think you're worthy of calling me 'brother'?"

Hu Zhi knew that the other party was serious about killing him, and the last bit of hope in his heart was shattered. This man was too strong for him to handle.

Hu Zhi's eyes grew even more ferocious as he bent his legs slightly and said, "So, there's no room for negotiation?"

Li Xiaoyao stepped forward, his right fist slowly clenching. Through his actions, he communicated to Hu Zhi that today, he had to die!

Hu Zhi shouted, "Dahai, go for his left side!"

Dahai swung up the katana and slashed at Li Xiaoyao, who kicked out like lightning, delivering a whip kick to the katana in Dahai's hands.

But as the two fought, Hu Zhi turned and fled downstairs, not caring if Dahai lived or died.

Li Xiaoyao's kick hit Dahai with a massive force that traveled from the blade into his arms, making him feel as if his arms had snapped instantly; his whole body was kicked back several meters by this power.

Dahai saw Hu Zhi abandon him and couldn't help but curse angrily, "Hu Zhi, I fuck your mother!"

Li Xiaoyao only glanced at the fleeing Hu Zhi before approaching Dahai, and with a flick of his toe on the katana, the blade was sent flying up into the air.

Li Xiaoyao reached out to grab the handle of the katana and, with a reverse tug, a "thud" sound was heard as the katana plunged into Dahai's chest, the life quickly fading from his eyes.

"Don't worry, he will be joining you in a moment," Li Xiaoyao said indifferently. The next moment, his figure vanished from the second floor.

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After Hu Zhi came down from upstairs, he ran towards the main entrance, and just as he was only two meters away from the door, suddenly, Li Xiaoyao appeared mystically in front, blocking his path.

Hu Zhi, terrified by Li Xiaoyao's sudden appearance, fell back with his legs giving way beneath him.

He looked at Li Xiaoyao in disbelief, shouting, "Impossible, impossible!"

Li Xiaoyao advanced toward him step by step, and Hu Zhi, flailing madly, swung around the cleaver/knife he had in his hands.

"Don't come any closer, you demon!" Hu Zhi screamed in terror.

Li Xiaoyao easily snatched the knife from his hands with a stretch of his hand, while Hu Zhi thrashed with hands and feet on the ground, continuously backing away.

"What do you want, I will give you anything, just don't kill me, please don't kill me!" Hu Zhi cried and wept, loudly begging for mercy.

Contempt flashed in Li Xiaoyao's eyes, and with a flash of cold light, the cleaver/knife thrust into Hu Zhi's throat. His eyes bulged, mouth agape, halfway through his plea for mercy, he could no longer make a sound.

After dealing with Hu Zhi, Li Xiaoyao casually wiped the cleaver/knife on Hu Zhi's clothing, then stored it in his System Space.

Then, Li Xiaoyao went back upstairs, pulled out the katana from Dahai's body, cleaned off the bloodstains, and stored it similarly in his System Space.

Both blades were hand-forged and incredibly sharp, capable of slicing through hair; to leave them behind would be a sheer waste.

Having collected the two blades, Li Xiaoyao concealed himself and walked out of the villa outright.

The storm tonight was bound to delay the discovery of Hu Zhi's death for some time.

Li Xiaoyao was drenched in a smell of blood; he circulated his inner force to disperse the blood scent before taking the elevator upstairs.

Upon entering the door, he saw Tang Tiantian dressed in a light home outfit, sitting at a table, fiddling with the computer in front of her.

Hearing the sound of the door, Tang Tiantian looked back and saw Li Xiaoyao standing at the doorway, his body wet from the rain.

"Why didn't you carry an umbrella? Quickly take off your clothes and go take a hot shower, or you might catch a cold," Tang Tiantian walked over and reached for the buttons of Li Xiaoyao's shirt.

Li Xiaoyao caught Tang Tiantian's soft palm with his hand in response. She was slightly startled, and then she saw a deep warmth in Li Xiaoyao's eyes.

"Stop it, go take a shower first," Tang Tiantian said with a flushed cheek and a coquettish tone.

Without a word, Li Xiaoyao wrapped his arm around Tang Tiantian's waist, lifted her, sealed her red lips with his, and took steps toward the bedroom.