Negotiation

Luo Feng's heart stirred. In the 'Extreme Martial Arts Dojo' warrior forum database, there were many posts about disputes between warriors. For example, in Huaxia Nation, warriors within the six Base Cities were regulated by the government and bound by law! But once they left a Base City and entered the monster-infested areas, there were no legal constraints. That was a zone where warriors and monsters battled, a lawless zone! Warriors constantly walked the line between life and death, so it wasn't uncommon for conflicts to arise and for them to kill each other. Major Martial Arts Halls, governments, and other organizations didn't want to see such things happen. Warriors were humanity's treasure! They were a powerful weapon for humanity against monsters. They didn't want warriors to suffer heavy losses from internal strife. This led to the concept of 'internal negotiation' or 'private settlement.' If there was a grudge, fine, they would sit at a negotiation table to resolve their differences. If negotiations failed, that was another matter entirely. "Luo Feng, you're just a newcomer, just entering the warrior circle. It's better to make fewer enemies," Chief Instructor Wu Tong said with a smile. "You're just starting out, and this is also a time when you need money." "Understood." Luo Feng nodded, preferring a private settlement if possible. "Uncle Wu, but we can't let Zhang Haobai off easy! If I had been weaker, I really would have had my limbs broken that time." "Of course," Wu Tong nodded solemnly. "If we don't make them bleed a little, they'll think my Extreme Martial Arts Dojo is afraid of them." "Uncle Wu, how much do you think we should ask for?" Luo Feng asked. He wasn't familiar with the rules, so it was better to ask first. Wu Tong pondered, then said, "The one who provoked you is just an ordinary person, so it's best not to exceed fifty million Huaxia coins! But Luo Feng, you are an elite of our Martial Arts Hall, so we can't ask for too little. A minimum of ten million Huaxia coins! Between ten and fifty million, just name a figure." "Understood," Luo Feng nodded thoughtfully. "Since you agree, I'll notify them to meet tonight," Wu Tong said with a smile. "Alright, thank you, Uncle Wu," Luo Feng nodded with a smile. ... Luo Feng went back, first putting away the 'Ninefold Thunder Blade' secret manual, then entered the internal network 'Extreme Martial Arts Dojo' to carefully research private settlements and negotiations between warriors. "Oh... so that's how it is." "This compensation also involves a matter of face." Luo Feng read many posts in a row, finally getting a grasp of the evening's negotiation. "Xiao Feng, dinner's ready," his mother Gong Xinlan's voice drifted up from downstairs. "Coming, Mom." Luo Feng turned off the power and immediately went downstairs. In the downstairs living room, his father and mother were holding their rice bowls, while one of the nannies was cooking. "Where's Luo Hua?" Luo Feng asked, puzzled. "He's not back yet?" Currently, the family had hired two nannies, both middle-aged women in their forties. One was specifically for his younger brother Luo Hua, as Luo Hua had many inconveniences. With dedicated care, he could go out more often. "Your brother is at the nearby Lotus Pond Park. He just called and will be here soon," his father Luo Hongguo said with a smile. "Why has he been going to that park so often lately?" Luo Feng asked, puzzled. His mother Gong Xinlan chuckled softly beside him, "Xiao Feng, your brother has a girlfriend." "A girlfriend?" Luo Feng was startled. Although there were many disabled people in society now, like soldiers who often became disabled fighting monsters... disabled people still fell in love, married, and had children. But his brother had only moved here less than a month ago. So soon, he's dating? "Xiao Feng, don't listen to your mother. Your brother is seeing a girl, but it hasn't reached that stage yet," Luo Hongguo said with a smile. "Who cares, it's good for my brother that he can date," Luo Feng thought, still happy. Whether a relationship succeeded or failed, it was still a life experience. This would benefit his brother. ... Yangzhou City, Yian District, Tiandu Garden Residential District. "Uncle," Zhang Haobai looked at his uncle Zhang Zehu. These past few days, Zhang Haobai had been living in fear, even afraid to sleep at night, fearing that Security Bureau personnel would come and arrest him. "Ah Hu, as long as we can protect Haobai, a small loss is nothing," Zhang Zelong couldn't help but say. "Big Brother, don't worry!" Zhang Zehu was tall and burly, giving off the impression of an unparalleled fierce beast. Zhang Zehu grinned, revealing his white teeth. "That little brat Luo Feng, a warrior newcomer! He's only fought the weakest monsters kept in the Military Region. After becoming a warrior, he knows the rules! He wouldn't dare to act recklessly. If he really does... hmph, messing with me, 'Mountain-Splitting Tiger,' is asking for death!" Seeing his uncle so confident, Zhang Zelong and Zhang Haobai, father and son, breathed a sigh of relief. "Alright, leave it to me, I'm going." Waving his hand, Zhang Zehu walked out. Outside, a six-wheeled heavily modified Hummer was parked. Someone inside looked out and smiled, "Brother Hu, ready?" "Yep, let's go pick up Lao Li, then head to the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo," Zhang Zehu got into the car and waved his hand. "Alright!" *Rumble*~~ The six-wheeled Hummer emitted a deep, powerful sound, quickly leaving the Tiandu Garden Residential District. In the evening, in the Mingyue Residential District of Yangzhou City, in a reception room on the second floor of the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo, Luo Feng and a group of people were present. "Xiao Feng, what a coincidence today. Your Uncle Kong and Brother Chen are both here," Wu Tong chuckled. Luo Feng quickly greeted the two men beside Wu Tong. One of them was lean, with a scar on his face that almost split it in two, making anyone he stared at feel terrified. The other man was burly, with thick eyebrows and tiger-like eyes, clearly a very passionate individual. "Brother Chen, Uncle Kong," Luo Feng called out. These two were no ordinary people. Currently, the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo in Yangzhou City housed three Warlord-level warriors: Chief Instructor Wu Tong, 'Cannon' Chen Gu, and 'Eagle Blade' Kong Quan. Wu Tong had retired and no longer fought monsters, while 'Cannon' Chen Gu and 'Eagle Blade' Kong Quan frequently left the Base City to hunt monsters. These two were indeed the leading figures among the warriors in the Mingyue Residential District. "Xiao Feng, we know all about your situation. Don't worry, we'll stand up for you!" 'Cannon' Chen Gu laughed heartily. "Damn it, no matter how arrogant the Thunder Dojo people are, they wouldn't dare to bully us." "Indeed," 'Eagle Blade' Kong Quan also nodded slightly. A moment later— In the reception room, people from the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo and the Thunder Dojo sat on opposite sides. The Extreme Martial Arts Dojo had over twenty people, while the Thunder Dojo only had eight. "Wu Tong, this matter is indeed Hu Zi's nephew's fault," a burly, bearded man said with a chuckle. "But his nephew is just a kid, how old can he be? What does he know? And he's just an ordinary person, not a warrior, so there's no need to be so petty with him." "Lao Li, don't talk nonsense," Wu Tong shook his head and smiled. "This matter couldn't be clearer. You're here, obviously for a private settlement, right? Mountain-Splitting Tiger, speak up." Zhang Zehu, known as 'Mountain-Splitting Tiger' in the warrior circle, used a giant two-handed broadsword and was renowned for his ferocity and ruthlessness. "Dojo Master Wu," Zhang Zehu smiled slightly, his gaze falling on Luo Feng. "This matter, let Xiao Luo speak for himself. Xiao Luo, how do you think this should be resolved to your satisfaction?" "Shut up." 'Eagle Blade' Kong Quan, beside him, glared and snapped, "Luo Feng is a good brother of our Extreme Martial Arts Dojo. 'Xiao Luo'? You're not worthy of calling him that." Zhang Zehu flinched. 'Eagle Blade' Kong Quan was a ruthless figure in the warrior circle, and Zhang Zehu dared not provoke him. "Mr. Zhang Zehu," Luo Feng stood up and smiled slightly. "It's a bit embarrassing for me to have so many of my elder brothers step forward for this. Actually, in my opinion... hmph, Zhang Haobai trying to break my limbs is a minor issue, but he dared to hit my father, and that's asking for death!" Luo Feng glared and shouted. Zhang Zehu was startled, and the warriors from the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo side all laughed. This 'Mountain-Splitting Tiger' Zhang Zehu was a veteran warrior, now a 'High-level Warrior-tier' warrior, just one step away from the Warlord-tier. Luo Feng actually dared to glare and shout at him, making the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo warriors feel that this kid Luo Feng had guts! "Hmph, Luo Feng, what do you plan to do? Speak!" Zhang Zehu was displeased, his face grim. Luo Feng smiled. Zhang Zehu's anger? He truly didn't care. Not to mention the future, currently Luo Feng's physical fitness was considered upper-tier even among Mid-level Warrior-tier, approaching 'High-level Warrior-tier.' As for his mental force, calculating based on a two-tier difference between physical fitness and mental force, he was at least 'Beginner Warlord-tier.' "In a word, fifty million Huaxia coins. I, Luo Feng, am giving you face, and this matter will be settled," Luo Feng said with a slight smile. "You're really asking for a fortune, fifty million!!!" Zhang Zehu's eyes widened. "That price is too high," Dojo Master Li of the Thunder Dojo frowned. Luo Feng just smiled faintly, saying nothing. "The price isn't high," Dojo Master Wu Tong of the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo said with a slight smile. "Luo Feng, I'll give you a price too: five million! I'll give you five million, and this matter will be settled, considering it giving me face. Otherwise, you're not giving Zhang Zehu any face!" Zhang Zehu stared intently at Luo Feng. Five million? The people from the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo side also frowned. With 'Cannon' Chen Gu and 'Eagle Blade' Kong Quan present today, even if it was to give them face, the price shouldn't be so low. Too little money meant disrespect! "Otherwise, I'm not giving you face?" Luo Feng also glared. "Zhang Zehu, I'll say this: fifty million, not a single coin less. If it's one coin less, prepare to meet your nephew at the Security Bureau!"