Liu Shan's Offense

After they had walked for a few hours, the mountain path that had still looked somewhat like a road gradually disappeared, replaced by all kinds of mountain weeds.

That made Liu Shan start complaining nonstop.

With no road left, they could only wade through the weeds deeper in.

In the middle of it, Xun Ruobing even slipped and fell.

"Brother Han, how much farther?"

"We're still a long way off. At least another two or three hours."

Han Housheng held a wooden stick in his hand, pushing aside the surrounding weeds and thorns as he walked so the people behind him would have an easier time.

"Can we find a place to rest first?" Xun Haotian, who had barely spoken along the way, suddenly asked.

It was not because he was tired himself, but because he could see that his sister really could not keep going.

Han Housheng nodded.

"Walk a little farther ahead. There's a small stream over there. We'll rest there for a while."

When Liu Shan heard they would rest up ahead, his exhausted body seemed to squeeze out another bit of strength, and he immediately quickened his pace.

Sure enough, before long, they heard the sound of flowing water ahead.

Liu Shan perked up as if he had heard the most beautiful music, then shot forward with a whoosh, running ahead of Han Housheng.

Han Housheng looked in the direction he was running, and his brows suddenly furrowed. He shouted, "Careful."

But the moment the words left his mouth, Liu Shan immediately toppled forward.

"Ow!"

"Which bastard dug a pit here?"

Even after falling, he did not forget to curse and grumble.

Han Housheng hurried over, helped him up, and said, "So it was dug up by a wild boar."

"Damn it. When I run into them, I'm going to make their assholes bloom."

Everyone arrived at the stream one after another.

This place was more or less between two mountains. Beside the stream was a bare patch of ground with quite a few exposed rocks on it, just right to use as stools.

Lin Yuan casually found a spot and sat down, took the water from his backpack, and started drinking.

All along the way, he had been observing.

These rich second-generation kids were not as delicate as he had imagined. Especially the one they called "Brother Tian"—after walking for several hours, his steps had remained steady the whole time.

If he had to say who among them had the weakest stamina, it would be the girl.

That was normal too. Compared with men, women's physical stamina was still quite a bit worse. Although the one named Liu Shan had complained the most along the way, he had still run pretty fast just now.

If he had talked less on the road and saved some energy, he might have run even faster.

The reason Lin Yuan had come along this time was very simple: to kill a wild boar and take it home.

Besides, he also had the thought of testing himself against a wild boar.

There was a saying among the people: first wild boar, second bear, third tiger. Though it was exaggerated, it was enough to show how fierce wild boars were.

Now that he finally had an aboveboard chance to hunt a wild boar, he naturally did not want to miss it. In any case, he had nothing to do at home.

The way of martial arts still required real combat.

If he could not find a suitable person nearby to fight with him, wrestling with a wild boar was not a bad idea either.

In Chinese Martial Arts, there was a branch dedicated specifically to imitating animals, such as the Five Animal Frolics, Twelve Shape Fists, and Mantis Fist.

To survive in the wild, animals inevitably fought and killed other species. Over time, each formed its own unique attack methods, and those methods were often simple, straightforward, and directly effective.

At this moment, everyone also began taking some food out of their bags to replenish their strength.

The stream here was very clear. Xun Ruobing, who had originally been sitting there eating a biscuit, suddenly took off her shoes and socks and dipped her feet in.

Han Fei leaned over beside Lin Yuan and whispered, "So white."

"Don't run your mouth. If she hears you, watch out or she'll beat you up," Lin Yuan said in a lowered voice.

"Seriously though, damn, I'm really tired. After walking mountain paths for several hours straight, my legs really can't take it. I'm getting old after all. If this were before, this bit of mountain road would've been nothing, like playing around."

"What do you call this? Wine and women ruin the body. Who told you to overindulge all the time?"

"If you don't indulge while you're young, when you get old, you won't be able to indulge even if you want to."

Lin Yuan smiled and shook his head, saying, "Then you go ahead and indulge. When you're old and sitting in a wheelchair, and I'm dancing square dances in the street with pretty aunts, you'll be so jealous you die."

"Damn, Lin Yuan, so your tastes were this heavy? You actually like aunts. 'In youth I knew not how good aunts were, and mistook young girls for treasure,' huh? Not bad, Lin Yuan. Didn't expect you to have such foresight."

"What are you two brats muttering about, laughing so happily? Say it so your Brother Shan can hear."

Liu Shan's social-butterfly stats were simply maxed out, and he immediately leaned over.

"Brother Shan." Han Fei seemed to have thought of something hilarious, and unable to hold it in, he burst into loud laughter.

"Hey, you punk, you're still laughing that hard?"

"Brother Shan, Brother Pheasant," Han Fei said, forcing back his laughter.

A few meters away, Xun Ruobing heard someone address Liu Shan like that and burst out laughing, once again unleashing her venomous tongue.

"Brother Pheasant, huh? You know what, that title really does suit you. A pheasant with a wild boar—perfect match!"

Liu Shan turned his head and glared fiercely at her.

But he did not have the nerve to lose his temper with Xun Ruobing, so he could only aim his anger at Han Fei.

"You damn hick. Calling me Brother Pheasant, are you?"

Liu Shan's face changed just like that. The man who had seemed fairly approachable along the way now looked as if he had turned into someone else entirely.

He raised his hand and swung a slap straight at Han Fei.

When Xun Ruobing joked with him, he could take it with a smile. But what was this hick in front of him supposed to be? How dared he make fun of him, and laugh so happily at that?

The sudden slap brought Han Fei's smile to an abrupt stop.

Toward rich second-generation people like them, Han Fei still felt an instinctive fear.

Of course, it could not exactly be called fear. It was more that children from the countryside like them, when facing people of social power and privilege, would still subconsciously feel a head lower. In the end, it was a kind of weakness born from an inferiority complex.

Ordinarily, they might often curse and complain about people like them, but once they truly ran into them, that weakness would show itself.

Han Fei stood there in a daze. Faced with that slap, he actually even forgot to dodge, only staring straight ahead, panic in his eyes.

Just as that slap was about to land on his face, Lin Yuan suddenly made his move, grabbing the other man's wrist in an instant and looking at him coldly.

"Getting physical is going too far, isn't it?"

Hearing this after being stopped, Liu Shan gave a cold laugh. Not only did he not stop, he instead lifted a foot, about to kick Lin Yuan.

"What the hell do you think you are? You think you're worthy of lecturing me?"

Lin Yuan's expression grew even colder. Liu Shan's attempt to hit Han Fei just now had already angered him somewhat.

Just as that kick was about to land on his chest, Lin Yuan took advantage of the motion and used his other hand, spreading it into a palm, to strike the inside of Liu Shan's lower leg. The leg that had been straight a moment ago instantly went limp.

Immediately after, the hand gripping Liu Shan's wrist twisted upward, then pressed downward.

Liu Shan instantly screamed, his pig-slaughtering howl echoing through the forest, while his whole body almost knelt in front of Lin Yuan.

He was now just half a head lower than Lin Yuan, who happened to be sitting on a rock.

Seeing this, aside from Xun Ruobing, who still did not move from where she stood, the other two immediately strode forward.

"Brother, wasn't that a bit harsh?" Zhao Youjia said coldly, looking at Lin Yuan.

"Harsh? Why didn't you say that when your brother was about to hit someone just now?" Lin Yuan said calmly.

Zhao Youjia was clearly not the sort who was willing to let his brother suffer a loss, and he immediately moved to attack.

But Xun Haotian, beside him, stopped him.

"How should I address you?"

"Lin Yuan."

"Little Brother Lin, this was our fault. I'll apologize to you on my brother's behalf. How does that sound?"

"Haotian, you..." Zhao Youjia was clearly somewhat unconvinced, but hearing Xun Haotian say this, he could only hold back for the time being.