Wu Yufan's mind was racing, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was exactly the case. He immediately gritted his teeth and hurried after him, smiling falsely as he said to Wu Yang, 'Young Master Wu, you look travel-worn. Did you just get off the plane? Would you like me to call a couple of big brutes to help loosen your bones and relieve your travel fatigue...' 'Scram!' 'What? What did you say...' 'I said, get lost! Oh, and not just you, but all your henchmen and underlings too, everyone disappear, I mean everyone, including the servants in the villa. You just need to give me the villa keys!' Wu Yang turned back, looking at him with a half-smile. 'Don't you dare ignore me, you Wu...' 'What? You want to fight me? Or should I personally call Liu Fugui?' Wu Yang frowned, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. It was this look that made Wu Yufan, who had seen quite a few big shots, feel a sudden shock in his heart. At that moment, he suddenly felt as if he was being stared at by a fierce predator. 'How is this possible? That kid is just over twenty, not even fully grown, why would he give me such a terrifying pressure?' Wu Yufan was terrified, and at the same time, he had a moment of clarity: no matter what, he must agree to any condition of the young man in front of him at this moment, otherwise, he might not live to see tomorrow's sun. 'You Wu, I won't settle accounts with you now, but after meeting the big boss, you'll see!'

Wu Yufan dropped a formal remark at the fastest speed possible, while taking out a bunch of keys and tossing them into Wu Yang's hands. Then, as if his buttocks were on fire, he hurriedly left the scene with a group of people. Watching the group flee in utter disarray, Wu Yang couldn't help but smile wryly. Wu Yufan had just thought that refusing Wu Yang's request would bring him mortal danger, but in reality, that was just an illusion. It's not as if they were on the bustling battlefield of mercenaries; how could Wu Yang possibly kill people at will? The reason for pressing down on the other party with such an overwhelming momentum was simply that Wu Yang didn't want any trouble or to waste words. Another factor was that, at that moment, for some unknown reason, Wu Yang suddenly felt a slight sign of loosening in the martial arts bottleneck that had constrained him for many years. 'This 'Immortal Art' that the old bastard has been raving about, I have practiced diligently every morning and evening, regardless of the season, for over a decade. Although I have never experienced the first stage of 'refining essence into energy' as the old bastard described, my muscle strength, speed, and neural response have indeed significantly improved, exceeding that of ordinary people by several times. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have been able to rise in the international arena in just a few years.'

But just now, after more than a decade of painstaking practice, Wu Yang, who had only reached the beginner stage of the so-called Immortal Longevity Divine Art, suddenly felt a hint of an impending breakthrough. Regardless of whether that feeling was real or not, Wu Yang did not want to miss this great opportunity to enhance his strength. Afterwards, he grabbed his keys and hurried back to the villa, not even bothering to check out the luxurious decorations inside and outside the villa. He took a quick hot shower to relax his body and then headed out. 'According to the old bastard's past statements, this set of Immortal Longevity Divine Art was born naturally in accordance with heaven and earth. The best practice environment is in the natural world where the mountains are beautiful and the waters are clear, and the air is fresh, absorbing the morning sun and exhaling the evening glow. Now that the sun is just setting, at the time when the twilight glow is rising, I just need to find a place with good air!' Villa Number One is located near the top of the entire Yuntian Mountain, surrounded by lush vegetation, with extremely pleasant air.

After leaving the door, Wu Yang didn't have much trouble finding an excellent place for breathing and meditation. It was under a tall pine tree, and the most pleasing thing was that there was a man-made bluestone slab under the big tree, which was just convenient for him to sit on and practice his techniques. Thinking of this place as the Central Plains with the best public security environment in the world, Wu Yang didn't have too many taboos. He went straight over and sat cross-legged on the bluestone slab. Then, the so-called immortal cultivation technique that he had practiced countless times slowly began to operate, and he entered a state of cultivation where there was no self or other. At the same time, three men and women dressed in neat sportswear came from the path halfway up the mountain. These three were two men and one woman, all appearing to be around thirty years old. The two men were burly, their solid muscles stretching their loose sportswear, clearly playing the roles of extras or henchmen. On the contrary, the woman walking in the middle could only be considered average in appearance, but her figure was very harmonious and proportionate, especially the aura that naturally emanated from her, both dignified and luxurious, exuding a strong air of superiority. 'Eh? Sister Hong, look, there's already someone there?' 'Who is this naive kid who has sneaked in, daring to snatch Sister Hong's territory!' The two men, covered in muscles, frowned and were about to clench their fists to drive the person away as they spoke. At this moment, 'Sister Hong', who was walking in the middle, suddenly raised an eyebrow, a trace of confusion flashing in her eyes, 'Wait a minute!'

Due to her family's profound heritage, the graceful lady 'Sister Hong' has a certain understanding of martial arts. Anyone in the martial arts community knows that there is a distinction between internal and external martial arts, with the most famous being Tai Chi, Bagua, and Xing Yi, which are representative of the three internal martial arts. It is said that when internal martial arts are practiced to the extreme, one can cultivate internal power and become a powerful expert in internal force.

Of course, the internal force mentioned here is completely different from the 'inner strength' found in martial arts novels. According to Sister Hong's understanding of martial arts, the so-called internal force is merely a kind of 'vitality' or 'holistic force' in martial arts combat that is distinct from rigid force or partial force. It originates from the dantian and can be used to strike the target enemy through any part of the body.

As for the kind of inner power in novels, where true qi is released externally and a palm strike can cause mountains to collapse hundreds of miles away, such internal skills may indeed exist. However, with Sister Hong's background and identity, she has never seen it in the nearly thirty years of her life.

And just at that moment, she couldn't help but wonder if it was an illusion, as she seemed to sense the existence of a so-called 'qi' on the body of the young man sitting cross-legged opposite her, something she had never believed in before.

'How is this possible? The so-called qi gong inner strength is nothing more than a concoction by various fantasy martial arts novel authors to impress people. Even Master Pang, the martial arts master who taught me Wing Chun, once explicitly told me that there is no such thing as inner strength in this world. At least, he has never seen any martial arts expert who has cultivated inner strength through martial arts.'

At this thought, Sister Hong couldn't help shaking her head. She felt she was overthinking it, or perhaps her eyes were playing tricks on her. Indeed, when Sister Hong looked up again, the lad beneath the pine and cypress had become utterly unremarkable, resembling someone fast asleep. 'Let's go. Since this place is already occupied, let's just wander around somewhere else!' Sister Hong withdrew her gaze, speaking with a hint of disappointment. She was no fool; upon realizing she had overthought the situation, she immediately formed another conjecture.