Trying to compete in strength with Eldest Brother? Truly overestimating yourself. Yet, in the very next moment, the look of delight on his face froze, replaced by an expression of utter disbelief and strangeness.

"Boom..."

One large and one small—one fist as big as a vinegar jar, the other delicate and slender—these two completely mismatched fists collided fiercely.

Immediately after, an agonized cry burst from Eldest Brother's mouth. His vinegar-jar-sized fist suddenly split open, blood spurting from the webbing and knuckles, and even his palm was completely deformed, unable to withstand the tremendous force.

With this punch, not only was his fist forcefully shattered by Logan Bennett's small fist, but that little fist didn't stop there—it shot straight upward, smashing directly into his shoulder socket.

Eldest Brother's scream was abruptly cut off. His body flew into the air like a kite with a broken string, tumbled midair, and after flying several meters, crashed heavily to the ground.

With a soft "pa," the once imposing Big Man who had tried to seize Logan Bennett fell unconscious, one hand splayed out at an unnatural angle, the wrist bent so grotesquely it looked as if it had lost all bone support, turning into a pile of mush.

With just one glance, anyone could tell that this hand was completely ruined.

At the sound of that soft impact, all three people in the scene were stunned.

Eldest Brother was, of course, unconscious, while both Logan Bennett and Second Brother were shocked by this sudden turn of events.

Although Logan Bennett had struck out and injured someone, before he did so, he never imagined that such a casual blow would possess such power. Not only did he easily shatter the opponent's fist, but with a single punch, he actually sent the man flying.

Even experiencing it firsthand, he felt as if he were in a dream.

However, having come back from the dead, he was far more accepting of strange occurrences than most. After a brief moment of distraction, he quickly recovered. Turning around, he clenched his fist to his chest and said, "Hey, do you still want to fight?"

Second Brother's body trembled, and he looked at Logan Bennett with terror in his eyes. At this moment, the half-grown boy before him no longer looked like an easy target, but rather like a horned demon grinning menacingly at him.

"Clack, clack." His teeth chattered as he stammered, "Y-Y-Young Master Yu, we didn't know any better, please forgive us."

Since this kid could knock out Eldest Brother with a single punch, it seemed he could just as easily send him flying too. With that thought, he dared not act tough any longer.

Logan Bennett let out a cold laugh and said, "I still have the same question—how did you know I had a Star Marrow Pill?"

"Star Marrow Pill..." Second Brother suddenly looked up, exclaiming, "You—you've already taken the Star Marrow Pill and comprehended star power?"

His face was filled with unimaginable shock. Taking the Star Marrow Pill could indeed open up the meridians and possibly allow one to comprehend star power.

But surely, there should be an adaptation period for this.

Take it one day, comprehend star power the next?

That's the stuff of legends, not something that should happen in real life. At this moment, Second Brother truly felt like crying but had no tears.

Logan Bennett waved his small fist impatiently and said, "Are you going to talk or not?" He pointed at the motionless, pale-faced Eldest Brother lying on the ground, barely breathing, and said, "Do you want to end up like him?"

Second Brother frantically waved his hands, nearly in tears, "Please spare me, Young Master Yu! We were just following orders, we were bewitched..."

Logan Bennett's eyes widened in anger. "Who ordered you?"

Second Brother shuddered all over and blurted out instinctively, "It was the Maos' third steward—he said Miss Yu got a Star Marrow Pill and planned for you to take it after you recovered."

He spilled everything like beans from a jar. It turned out the two of them were local ruffians in the city—one called David Lane, the other Edward Lane—notorious for their bullying and fighting over the years. But their reputation was built on dealing with ordinary people; when faced with a star power cultivator, they were as weak as chickens and dogs.

Logan Bennett snorted angrily. So it was the Maos stirring up trouble again. He wondered if he could use this incident to cause a big scene. But just then, he suddenly heard a strange sound. Though it was extremely faint, it could no longer escape his heightened senses.

"Who is it?" Logan Bennett spun around, his gaze sharp as lightning in that direction.

At this moment, he was brimming with confidence. No matter who emerged from the shadows, he was ready to fight.

A slightly unsteady figure indeed stepped out from there, but upon seeing who it was, Logan Bennett's face immediately fell.

"Mr. Foster, what are you doing here?"

Mr. Foster slowly approached Logan Bennett, his somewhat clouded eyes staring at him for a long moment—until Logan Bennett's hair stood on end—before finally withdrawing that strange gaze. With a long sigh, he said, "Ah, Young Master Yu. The young master heard that the young lady was invited by the city lord, so he sent this old servant to look after you."