Liang Bufan was both confused and panicked.
He did not understand why these people from the Suzhou Ancient Martial Arts Circle had turned against him, and even more so, he did not understand how Gu Chenan knew that he had poisoned the wine vessel.
Even if these people had told Gu Chenan about this matter beforehand, they should not have known when he poisoned it!
As Gu Chenan slowly closed in on him with an indifferent expression, Liang Bufan gritted his teeth.
He knew that Gu Chenan had won the championship at the Donghai Ancient Martial Arts Competition, but he did not know exactly what Gu Chenan's martial arts skills were like.
So he steeled his heart - if worse comes to worst, he would fight to the death!
Thinking this, Liang Bufan glared at Gu Chenan angrily: "What...what are you trying to do?"
Gu Chenan still had a faint smile on his face: "I'm very curious about the effects of your poison, why don't you demonstrate it for me?"
"You wish!" Liang Bufan understood the implication behind Gu Chenan's words.
Gu Chenan shook his head with a smile: "It seems you still don't understand your current situation."
As he spoke, Gu Chenan called out towards the door, "Ma Bing, come in."
Ma Bing pushed the door open and quickly came to Gu Chenan's side.
Gu Chenan nodded slightly at Liang Bufan, "Go, search his body for the poison."
"Yes."
Ma Bing nodded, then walked over.
Liang Bufan's eyes narrowed instantly, gritting his teeth, "If you want to use force, I, Liang Bufan, am not afraid of you either!"
Ma Bing didn't bother to argue with him, and reached out to search his body directly.
Liang Bufan immediately took up a stance, preparing to teach this little bodyguard a lesson, to let Gu Chenan know that he was not so easily provoked either.
But at that moment, Ma Bing's figure suddenly flashed explosively, like a ray of light with afterimages, instantly appearing behind Liang Bufan.
Then his two hands grabbed Liang Bufan's wrists, twisted them back forcefully, while his knee pinned Liang Bufan's back, pressing his whole body firmly to the ground.
Not until Liang Bufan's face came into intimate contact with the floor did he react.
He was instantly shocked beyond measure.
Such incredible martial arts!
I couldn't even see his movements clearly!
Ma Bing's lightning-fast moves not only shocked Liang Bufan, but also shocked everyone from the Suzhou Ancient Martial Arts Circle.
They were all stunned by Ma Bing's speed like gale force winds, and also shocked that Gu Chenan's bodyguard actually had such skills!
Although Liang Bufan was not considered top-notch in the Suzhou Ancient Martial Arts Circle, his skills were quite good.
But when facing Ma Bing, he was like a helpless child!
Ma Bing pinned Liang Bufan's wrists with one hand, and searched his waist with the other hand, eventually taking out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket.
"Young Master Gu, this should be it."
Gu Chenan took the small bottle and examined it, then opened the lid and smelled it, "Truly colorless and odorless."
Saying so, he handed the small bottle back to Ma Bing, with an indifferent expression and cold tone, "Make him drink it."
"Gu Chenan! You dare!" Liang Bufan struggled under Ma Bing, "If you really make me drink it, my martial arts school will definitely not let you off!"
"Threatening me?" Gu Chenan sneered, then lightly waved his hand to gesture at Ma Bing.
Ma Bing nodded, then exerted force with both his hands and knees simultaneously.
Crack!
A crisp sound of bone cracking immediately rang out.
"Ahhhhh!"
Sweat instantly beaded on Liang Bufan's forehead, and he let out cries of agony.
Seeing this scene made everyone else feel chilled to the bone.
To forcibly break Liang Bufan's arm so brutally...
Young Master Gu is truly ruthless...
After screaming for a few times, Liang Bufan's body shuddered, his lips turned pale, and he soon fainted from the pain.
Seeing this, Gu Chenan shook his head in great disappointment.
"How could he just pass out like this? Now how can I observe the poison taking effect?"
Hearing these words, Ma Bing immediately grabbed the water jug, and splashed it onto Liang Bufan's face.
Liang Bufan jerked awake, opening his eyes slightly.
Then Ma Bing pried open his mouth, and poured in the poison from the porcelain bottle.
Having done this, he stepped back behind Gu Chenan.
Gu Chenan squatted down, smiling at Liang Bufan, "I was going to let you demonstrate the symptoms of this poison, then let the matter rest after that."
"But I can't help it, I really hate people threatening me!"
Saying so, he stood up and smiled at the others who were chilled with apprehension, "Gentlemen, I have other matters to attend to, so I shall take my leave. You're always welcome to visit my manor."
"Farewell, Young Master Gu." They nodded and saw him off.
Gu Chenan and Ma Bing left the private room. Only when they could no longer hear the two's footsteps did the others rush to Liang Bufan's side.
Their original intention was not to let Gu Chenan be poisoned, rather than to have Gu Chenan put Liang Bufan in such a sorry state.
One must know, for those who practice ancient martial arts, once their bones are damaged, their skills will surely plummet.
Not to mention Liang Bufan having his arm directly snapped!
"What...what should we do now?"
They examined Liang Bufan's injuries and discussed what to do.
"We only wanted to repay Young Master Gu's kindness, yet didn't expect Young Master Gu to handle this matter so ruthlessly!"
"Humph, this is Liang Bufan's own doing, he deserved it!" Someone scoffed.
"While that may be true, however you see it, Liang Bufan is still one of us from the Suzhou Ancient Martial Arts Circle. Even if he deserved punishment, it shouldn't have been Gu from Donghai who disciplined him right?"
"Alas, this matter won't be easy to resolve - on one side there's Young Master Gu, on the other there's Liang Bufan's martial arts school..."
"I say, let's not offend either side for now. First send Liang Bufan back to his martial arts school."
...
Gu Chenan and Ma Bing got into the car.
Ma Bing started the engine, and kept glancing at Gu Chenan occasionally through the rearview mirror.
Noticing Ma Bing's abnormal behavior, Gu Chenan said, "If you have something to say, just say it directly."
Ma Bing asked doubtfully, "Young Master Gu, aren't we going to nip this in the bud?"
Gu Chenan had expected Ma Bing to ask this question. He smiled, "The people present today are all from the Suzhou Ancient Martial Arts Circle like Liang Bufan. When I had you break Liang Bufan's arm, those people's faces already turned grave and broke into a cold sweat. If I really had you kill Liang Bufan on the spot, what do you think they would do?"
"Hmm..." Ma Bing thought for a moment, "They would try to stop it?"
"Correct." Gu Chenan nodded.
Ma Bing quickly added, "Young Master Gu, I don't mean to boast, but even if they tried to stop me, I could still kill Liang Bufan before they could make a move!"
Gu Chenan smiled lightly, "I know your skills, but for now I don't want to completely become enemies with the entire Suzhou Ancient Martial Arts Circle. Killing Liang Bufan would be irreversible."
Ma Bing was startled, and pondered carefully before nodding, "I understand, Young Master Gu."
Although Lin Yu was gravely injured now, he was still in Suzhou. Even those people from the martial arts circle who beat Lin Yu to that state, Lin Yu's hatred was still directed at himself.
According to Lin Yu's destined protagonist temperament, it was very likely that he would do something earth-shattering in the future, thoroughly shocking the Suzhou Ancient Martial Arts Circle, and make those people revere and follow him as minions.
Gu Chenan had seen this trope numerous times in web novels.
Therefore, Gu Chenan did not want to completely become enemies with the Suzhou Ancient Martial Arts Circle - he wanted the entire Suzhou Ancient Martial Arts Circle to serve him!

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"