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"Woof! Woof! Woof!"

Bursts of barking erupted outside—by this time, many people had already fallen asleep.

This caused Shen Feng, who had been lost in thought, to focus his eyes attentively. His parents must have been dreaming by now, and he certainly did not want the barking to wake them.

"Woof! Woof! Woof!"

The relentless barking persisted, prompting Shen Feng to rise from his seat and walk toward the balcony.

Several other people also went out onto their balconies, cursing loudly.

"Who owns that mangy dog? Can't people sleep at this late hour?"
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"Are they insane? This is a high-end villa community. Who would be so immoral as to let a dog out in the middle of the night?"

"I'm calling the property management. We pay them so much in fees every year, and this is the service we get?"

...

After cursing, many people returned to their rooms, probably to call security to deal with the situation.

In the dark of night, a middle-aged man adorned in gold jewelry ran over and roared, "What mangy dog? Open your eyes and take a good look—this is a purebred Tibetan Mastiff."

The man had a particularly large mouth, which made his speaking seem comical. Judging by his appearance, he was clearly a nouveau riche.

He was a coal tycoon from out of town who had recently bought a villa in Splendid Garden, so he was well aware that those who lived here certainly had some status.

However, his business wasn't based in Wuzhou, which is why he was behaving so recklessly.

"I'm a homeowner here as well, and no one has said that you can't walk a dog, right? You bunch of bumpkins," the big-mouthed middle-aged man sneered.

Bending down to pat the Tibetan Mastiff's head, he continued, "Wang Fu, open your throat and bark forcefully. Don't be mute."

True to the name Wang Fu, the dog resumed its wild barking—like owner, like dog.

Just then,

A car stopped in front of a nearby villa, and a fashionably dressed woman stepped out, about to retrieve her keys.

Wang Fu suddenly charged toward the woman, growling non-stop: "Woof! Woof! Woof!"

The big-mouthed man failed to grab the leash in time.

The dog revealed a menacing snarl, and given its immense size, if it were to attack the woman, the outcome would likely be very grim.

A flicker of panic crossed the face of the big-mouthed man, but he wasn't too afraid; after all, he had made a lot of money over the years—if it came to it, he could simply pay more in compensation.

The fashionably dressed woman, seeing the ferocious Tibetan Mastiff charging at her, panicked instantly. She tried to run back to her car but twisted her ankle at that moment, falling to the ground. As the Mastiff drew nearer, its jaws aimed at the woman's neck, it was clearly intent on a lethal bite.

Now the big-mouthed man was truly scared; he hurried his steps, but it was too late.

Shen Feng, who had stepped out on the balcony, had already flicked out a sesame seed-sized portion of Limitless Emperor Flame as soon as he saw the aggressive dog charging toward the fashionably dressed woman.

It was time to witness the might of the Limitless Emperor Flame.

The tiny sesame seed-sized speck of light was completely unable to attract anyone's attention when the vicious dog was about to approach the woman.

Just as the Tibetan Mastiff's huge buttocks were about to touch the woman, the minuscule Limitless Emperor Flame came in contact with it.

It was just one second.

Or, perhaps, even less than a second had passed.

The woman felt a blaze ignite before her eyes, but the fire disappeared too quickly.

In less than a second, she wasn't sure if what she had seen was an illusion, but the vicious dog before her had vanished in an instant.

The wide-mouthed middle-aged man who had come running was also dumbstruck. "Where's my Wang Fu? Where did my Wang Fu go?"

Some people who were still on the balconies of the surrounding villas and hadn't gone inside also witnessed the mysterious disappearance of the Tibetan Mastiff.

This was truly bizarre, sending shivers down their spines, and they all scurried back into their rooms.

The middle-aged man with the wide mouth kept swallowing saliva, his spine growing colder as he stopped asking about his dog's whereabouts, turned, and ran, farting in fear and feeling an urgent need to pee.

Shen Feng, standing on the balcony, looked at the Limitless Emperor Flame returning to the palm of his hand and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

The Limitless Emperor Flame in his hand had not yet taken true form; it was not yet the real Limitless Emperor Flame. However, even this undeveloped Limitless Emperor Flame had power far beyond that, incinerating a Tibetan Mastiff into nothingness in less than a second was a trifle.

After the disappearance of the vicious dog, the surroundings quieted down once more.

With a clench of his hand, the sesame seed-sized Limitless Emperor Flame entered his Dantian; now, he had to figure out a way to make the Limitless Emperor Flame grow quickly.

After a moment of contemplation,

he put aside his distracting thoughts and reentered the cultivation state, circulating the Emperor King Jue within his body.

The next day, just as he opened his eyes, his cellphone rang. It was Guo Liqiang, the leader of their university dormitory, calling.

"Three, tomorrow the guys are coming to Wuzhou to see you, and we'll gather for a bit. Are you free?" Guo Liqiang's voice came through the phone, and Shen Feng responded with a smile, "When will you arrive? I'll come pick you up."

He truly missed his three dormitory brothers and had planned to get together with them after some time.

Guo Liqiang cheerfully gave an approximate time of their arrival at Wuzhou Airport.

Just after hanging up with Guo Liqiang, the second oldest, Lu Yang, also called: "Three, tomorrow we four brothers will have a proper drink. Whoever gets drunk is a grandson. In these past few years, only you have been absent. This time, you have to make up for it. I'll cover all expenses in Wuzhou, so don't dilly-dally or else don't blame me for getting upset."

Shen Feng's smile grew broader.

Back in the day, Lu Yang was the richest one in the dormitory, always quick to pay the bill, knowing that Shen Feng and the others weren't well off.

This trip to meet with Shen Feng in Wuzhou was one in which Lu Yang and the others believed their brother was probably still not doing very well, especially since Zhou Kun had slandered Shen Feng, and the matter had spread among their classmates.

Shen Feng didn't explain much; there was no need for too many explanations between brothers. In the future, he would give his three brothers a generous gift.

Lastly, Qiao Zimo, the third oldest, called: "Four, your line was busy. Did One and Two tell you? Are you still as tender and delicate as you were back then? Once you're in Wuzhou, it's your turf. Take me to where there are lots of women in Wuzhou, I want to see the sights. This time, with the big spender Two taking care of everything, you can't refuse."

Qiao Zimo laughed sneakily towards the end, but after his laughter subsided, his tone grew wistful: "Four, these past few years we haven't attended the class reunions; they felt meaningless. But this is the first reunion for the four of us brothers, we must have a blast."