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37: Breaking news! Female fan was forced!Just at this moment.

Suddenly, an engine roar, growing louder as it approached, drowned out all the noise at the scene.

”Vroom—Vroom—!”

Everyone’s gaze was drawn by the ferocious sound wave.

A silver supercar, full of futuristic flair and aggressive lines, slowly drove into view.

The smooth body lines, the arrogant rear wing, the low-slung stance.

Everyone was stunned.

”Holy crap! A porsche gt3rs?! Who is that?”

”That car... it looks like the one that ’A Lone Boat on the River and Sea’ won a couple of days ago!”

”Could it be...?”

Under everyone’s shocked gaze.

The silver supercar performed a beautiful drift and stopped precisely right in front of the main entrance of the Wude Hall, blocking more than half the doorway.

The car door swung upwards.

Zhang Ze, dressed in a simple T-shirt and jeans, calmly stepped out of the car.

He took off his sunglasses, looked around, and finally fixed his gaze on Lei Long, whose face had begun to turn pale.

A corner of his mouth curled up, revealing a brilliant smile.

”Master Lei, my apologies, there was a bit of traffic on the way.”

”Your philosophy lesson hasn’t started yet, has it?”

Lei Long’s face shifted from white to green, from green to purple, before he finally forced out a smile befitting a ”Master.”

”Ahem, young man, you’ve arrived.”

Lei Long cleared his throat, forcefully regaining his composure.

”This... ride of yours, it’s quite extraordinary.”

He glanced at the gleaming silver GT3RS, his heart bleeding.

This wasn’t how the script was supposed to go!

”Come, come, since you are sincerely seeking guidance, please enter the hall, have a cup of calming tea, and cultivate inner peace.”

He made a ’please enter’ gesture, his demeanor perfectly poised.

The media and Streamers nearby, carrying various cameras and equipment, instantly swarmed forward as if injected with adrenaline.

Zhang Ze grinned and spoke into his live broadcast camera:

”family members, see that? This is what you call the demeanor of a Master, remaining unfazed even if Mount Tai collapses before him.”

”It’s just that the powder on his face is a little thick; the cold sweat is about to carve two channels through it.”

The live chat instantly went wild with laughter.

”Hahahaha! Brother Ze’s live commentary is always so sharp!”

”Master Lei: I beg you, please save me some face!”

Zhang Ze strode in, followed by a dense crowd.

Inside the Wude Hall, a cheap sandalwood scent was burning.

Lei Long plopped down onto the Master’s chair in the main seat, signaling Zhang Ze to sit opposite him.

The tall, skinny assistant nervously brought over two cups of tea.

”Young man, to seek the Way, you must first seek inner peace.”

Lei Long picked up his teacup and took a sip, using the action to hide his slightly trembling hand.

”This old man sees that you are restless and impetuous.”

Zhang Ze also picked up his cup, blew on it, and then took a big gulp with a ’slurp.’

”Master Lei is absolutely right!”

”It is precisely because I am restless that I specifically came here to learn from you how to calm my mind!”

He set the teacup down with a loud ’clatter.’

”The tea has been drunk, and the mind is calm.”

”This junior dares to ask to have his eyes opened and personally witness Master Lei’s supernatural true skill!”

This question was like a tempered dagger, thrusting straight toward him.

The air throughout the Wude Hall instantly solidified.

All the cameras simultaneously aimed at Lei Long sitting in the Master’s chair.

The smile on Lei Long’s face froze.

His original plan was to lecture Zhang Ze for two hours about martial virtue and philosophy, then declare that Zhang Ze ”possessed great inherent talent and had achieved enlightenment,” and politely send him on his way.

Who would have thought this kid wouldn’t follow the script at all!

”This...”

”Fine.”

Lei Long finally squeezed the word out from between his teeth.

”Since all you martial arts enthusiasts are so passionate, this old man will make an exception today and demonstrate a thing or two for everyone.”

He slowly stood up, his white silk practice uniform fluttering even without wind.

”Disciple!”

The tall, skinny assistant immediately jolted, ran forward, and stood perfectly straight.

”Today, your master shall demonstrate for you all a unique skill that is not taught outside the sect.”

Lei Long’s expression became incredibly solemn.

”This move is called—Lightning Five-Whip Combo!”

He adopted a starting stance, standing firm and imposing like a mountain, possessing the air of a true Grandmaster.

The barrage of comments in the live chat had completely gone insane.

”Holy smokes! Lightning Five-Whip Combo?! Why does that name sound so familiar yet so hilarious!”

”High energy ahead! High energy ahead! Non-combat personnel, please evacuate!”

”My pants are moving, how about yours?”

Lei Long took a deep breath, his eyes wide.

He looked at his disciple and roared:

”Watch the whip!”

Before his voice faded, his arm snapped out like a soft whip!

”Crack!”

The first whip landed squarely on the skinny man’s shoulder, emitting a crisp, explosive sound.

The skinny man’s body shook, and he displayed an extremely exaggerated expression of pain on his face.

”Crack! Crack!”

Two more whips followed, one striking his back, the other sweeping his leg.

Every whip carried a whistling sound of wind and a loud crack.

Lei Long’s movements were incredibly swift, his expression focused, and his gaze sharp.

”Crack! Crack!”

The final two whips were as fast as lightning, completed in a single breath.

The skinny disciple stumbled back five steps with a ”thump-thump-thump,” then suddenly stood firm and cupped his fist towards Lei Long.

”Master’s divine skill dominates the world! Your disciple is utterly convinced!”

His voice was loud and full of energy, brimming with ”admiration.”

The entire sequence was fluid and highly ornamental.

The crisp sound and the rapid movements caused waves of astonishment among onlookers who didn’t know the truth.

”Wow! What fast whipping technique!”

”This is true skill! It must hurt a lot to be hit like that!”

Only Zhang Ze remained seated steadily in his chair, holding his teacup, a playful smile hanging on his lips.

He had heard it clearly.

Those few crisp ”crack-crack” sounds.

They were not the sound of the strikes landing on the body at all.

Instead, they were the sound of the skinny disciple slapping his own thigh with his other hand the moment he was struck.

Master Lei concluded his stance, stood with his hands behind his back, looking calm and composed.

The media and the crowd at the scene erupted into enthusiastic applause, making it hard to distinguish genuine appreciation from feigned.

”Excellent! Master’s divine skill!”

”It was too fast, I couldn’t even see it clearly!”

Only Zhang Ze remained sprawled lazily in his chair, boredly scrolling through his phone screen.

He couldn’t even muster the interest to mock this level of ”double act” performance.

The fans in the live chat were laughing so hard they were practically falling over.

”Hahaha, that’s it? I could do that too, and I could even add my own sound effects!”

”Brother Ze’s expression: Subway, old man, phone.”

”Master Lei: I’m performing so hard, why don’t you give me some reaction!”

Zhang Ze was about to check the fan group for new emoji packs when a private message notification suddenly popped up.

He casually clicked on it.

The sender was an unfamiliar female account with a greyed-out profile picture.

[Private Message Content]: ”Brother Ze, help me! I was tricked into going to a place, they won’t let me leave, and they’re trying to force me...”

Below, a location address and specific number were attached.

The instant Zhang Ze saw this message.

[Ding! Keyword Alert: Extreme Fear, Real, Critical.]

The smile on Zhang Ze’s face instantly froze, vanishing without a trace.

He abruptly stood up from the Master’s chair!

”Clang!”

The chair was knocked over behind him, making a huge noise that shattered the ”harmonious” atmosphere of the scene.

Everyone’s eyes immediately focused on him.

Lei Long, who was just about to launch into a lengthy discourse on ”martial virtue,” swallowed his words back down.

”You... young man, what is the meaning of this? Were you perhaps frightened by this old man’s divine skill?”

Zhang Ze didn’t even look at him.

His eyes were cold and sharp, as if he had become a different person.

He faced his live broadcast camera and spoke, word by word, in an unprecedentedly serious tone:

”Brothers, the situation is critical.”

”The game is over.”

”A fan sister is in trouble, I need to go save her immediately!”

After speaking, he glanced at the address in the private message; it was surprisingly less than five kilometers away.

He wasted no more words.

He turned and strode quickly toward the main entrance of the Wude Hall.

Everyone inside the martial arts hall was dumbfounded.

”Holy crap! What’s going on?”

”He’s leaving just like that? What about the sparring?”

”He just said... he was going to save someone?”

Lei Long stood rooted to the spot, hand outstretched, his expression priceless.

”Hey! You... you haven’t finished your philosophy lesson yet!”

Zhang Ze’s figure had already disappeared outside the door.

The next second.

”Rumble—!!!”

The ferocious engine roar of the porsche gt3rs echoed throughout the entire street like the bellow of a wild beast.

The silver lightning bolt performed a quick U-turn right there in front of everyone, speeding away with unstoppable momentum, leaving nothing but dust behind.

It left behind a hall full of stunned people and a thoroughly boiling barrage of comments in the live chat.

”Holy crap! It’s real! Brother Ze’s expression has never been this serious before!”

”Damn them! If they dare touch Brother Ze’s female fan, they are dead!”

”Brother Ze! Hurry! Don’t let our female fan be violated!”