Ultimate Master in Urban

After resting for just one night, without realizing it, it was already the next morning.

Outside the window, a ray of sunshine shone into the room, casting its light on Ye Feng's face.

In the kitchen, several women had already been bustling around, discussing.

They wanted to prepare breakfast for Ye Feng. Seeing the busy figures of the women in the room, Ye Feng felt a wave of emotion.

After enjoying breakfast, Ye Feng comfortably curled up on the sofa. With his eyes closed, he appeared completely at ease.

"May the Bodhisattva bless us, bless our entire family to always be safe and sound."

Suddenly, from an unknown source, a faint voice slowly reached Ye Feng's ear.

Gradually, the voice grew louder and became clearer.

Ye Feng's expression remained calm, quietly sitting on the sofa.

He closed his eyes and listened quietly to the continuous sounds of prayer surrounding his ears.

At this moment, Ye Feng knew what this was; after setting up the Divine Domain, such things were bound to happen.

Ye Feng listened quietly, enjoying the incessant sound of prayer.

Though he appeared relaxed.

Ye Feng listened earnestly to see what the prayer was about.

However, after listening for a while, he felt extremely bored.

The content of the prayer was no different from ordinary prayers.

Originally, Ye Feng thought the person might have some wish, and he could have taken the opportunity to gain some Wish Power.

But evidently, his hopes were dashed.

Suddenly, an image appeared in Ye Feng's mind.

At that moment, Ye Feng was a bit caught off guard, but as the image gradually cleared up.

Ye Feng immediately understood what was happening.

In front of Ye Feng, an elderly woman suddenly appeared.

But Ye Feng knew very well that this was not him appearing in front of the elderly woman.

After some consideration, Ye Feng quickly understood what was going on.

It must be that this elderly woman had enshrined a Guanyin Statue at home.

After setting up the Divine Domain.

When the elderly woman prayed, he could naturally see what she was doing through the Guanyin Statue.

In front of Ye Feng, that elderly woman slowly lit three sticks of incense before the Guanyin Statue.

The expression on her face was truly devout.

After lighting the incense, the elderly woman once again knelt before Ye Feng, pleading for her family's safety.

Ye Feng curled up on the sofa, quietly observing the woman on the ground.

Seeing the woman's incredibly devout appearance, Ye Feng's mind was flooded with thoughts.

This elderly woman can be considered a loyal believer of the Bodhisattva Guanyin.

Wondering how many people in this village are like the elderly woman.

If everyone in these villages could be as devout as this elderly woman.

In that case, he might be able to gain more Wish Power.

At this moment, Ye Feng suddenly furrowed his brows.

While Ye Feng was contemplating.

He saw a middle-aged man angrily walk into the house behind the elderly woman.

At this moment, the elderly woman was devoutly praying.

She hadn't noticed the middle-aged man approaching her from behind.

The middle-aged man who walked in saw the elderly woman still kneeling, completely ignoring his entrance, and immediately flew into a rage.

"All you know is worshiping Guanyin, worshiping Guanyin, worshiping Guanyin — can worshiping bring money? If you don't give me money today, I'll beat you to death."

The middle-aged man angrily approached the elderly woman, shoving her down forcefully, with a fierce expression.

"What are you doing, this is disrespectful, you know? If you act like this, the Bodhisattva will blame you."

Terrified, the elderly woman immediately sat up, trying to continue kneeling to the Bodhisattva Guanyin.

"Disrespectful, I don't care about respect. I only know that without money, I'll be dead today. Hurry and give me money."

The middle-aged man's eyes seemed to blaze with fire, angrily glaring at the elderly woman.

However, the elderly woman seemed not to hear the middle-aged man's words, continuing to mutter for the Bodhisattva's forgiveness.

"Seeking Bodhisattva's blessing, only knowing to seek Bodhisattva's blessing, I'll show you blessings from the Bodhisattva!"

Seeing the elderly woman still kneeling to Guanyin at this point, the man's fury intensified.

He stood in front of the elderly woman.

And knocked over the Divine Statue in front of her.

The image in Ye Feng's mind flickered, accompanied by a brief pain, but it soon returned to normal.

A cold gleam appeared in Ye Feng's eyes.

At this moment, the terror on the elderly woman's face deepened.

She hurriedly moved to the fallen Divine Statue, tightly holding it in her arms.

"Sinful, oh sinful. Begging for Bodhisattva's forgiveness."

The elderly woman kept muttering.

"In your heart, is your son not as important as a pile of mud? Instead of preparing money, you keep enshrining this pile of mud."

"But we truly don't have money at home anymore." The elderly woman tightly held the Guanyin Statue, looking distressed.

"You've been demanding money from the family all these years, everything that could be sold has been sold, there's no more money to give you." The elderly woman seemed embarrassed looking at the middle-aged man.

The man's expression turned extremely grim.

"What is that thing in your arms, can't it be sold?" The man's eyes were filled with cruelty.

"The Bodhisattva Guanyin is a deity. How can it be sold? Please, spare your mother, we're about to starve."

The elderly woman showed a hint of pleading on her face.

"Can't even put food on the table, can't sell it, huh? Is this how you treat your son?"

The man's patience had reached its limit.

"I'll make you offer this worthless mud, make you offer this worthless mud!"

The man was extremely angry, venting all his rage on the old woman, kicking her repeatedly.

"Get out! If you can't bring money, don't stay in this house."

The man kept kicking the old woman, who kept backing away to dodge his blows.

Before long, the old woman was kicked out of the door by the middle-aged man.

But even so, she still clutched her Guanyin statue tightly in her arms.

Even after kicking the old woman out, the middle-aged man didn't seem to want to stop.

He continued to beat his mother relentlessly.

"Unfilial son, how did I raise such an ungrateful child!"

Outside the door, the old woman kept crying and shouting, her voice alarming the entire village, gathering many onlookers.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen this before? Keep looking and I'll beat you."

The more people gathered to watch, the more arrogant the man became, threatening the crowd.

"Unfilial, a son beating his mother, unfilial!"

As more people gathered around, the old woman's cries grew louder.

"Keep shouting, I dare you to shout again."

Annoyed by the old woman's loud cries, the man kicked her harder.

With each kick, the old woman's cries only grew louder.

"You unfilial son, that's your mother you're hitting, and you dare hit her so cruelly. You're truly unfilial."

Some villagers couldn't bear to watch any longer, scolding the middle-aged man.

"Since when are our family matters your concern?"

The middle-aged man glared fiercely at the villager who scolded him.

"What you did was wrong, and no one can say anything about it, right?"

The villager immediately retorted.

"Say one more word, and see if I won't beat you up."

The man rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight.

The middle-aged man was known for his fierce reputation, often fighting in the village when he was younger.

Getting beaten up by him wasn't worth it.

The villager immediately shut his mouth, fearing the man might actually start a fight.

This wasn't the first time the man had beaten his mother.

Many people were used to it.

Even if they could stop him this time, there was no guarantee they could stop him the next time.

So many chose to quietly observe, unless truly necessary to intervene, they wouldn't easily step in to help.

"This is not right, a son is beating his mother."

The old woman continued to cry out loudly.

"Stop shouting!"

The man's face was full of rage.

"Shut up!" The man pushed the old woman hard, knocking her to the ground.

"What you're doing will bring divine retribution."

The old woman sat down heavily on the ground.

But it didn't end there. The man kept kicking her.

"Let's see if I don't beat you to death." The man kicked with all his might.

"I only care about money, what does Heaven have to do with me?"

The man sneered dismissively.

"What you're doing will bring retribution."

The old woman kept crying out.

"Disrespecting the Bodhisattva, you'll be struck by lightning."

The old woman cried as she spoke to the man.

"I'd like to see how this Bodhisattva punishes me."

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with coldness, his face full of disdain.

"Give it to me!"

With that, he snatched the Guanyin statue from the old woman's arms.

The old woman clearly knew what the middle-aged man intended to do.

"No!"

The old woman's voice was heart-wrenching.

The man pushed the old woman aside and placed the Guanyin statue on the ground, eyes filled with cruelty.

"I want to see how you punish me!"

The man stomped with all his strength, breaking the statue into two pieces.

"Boom!"

In an instant, thunder rolled across the sky.

The man and the surrounding villagers were taken aback, their faces filled with disbelief.

There was indeed thunder in the sky.