Knock, knock.
The hospital room door was gently knocked on.
"Come in," Yang Yan said flatly.
The door opened, and two people walked in.
Leading them was an elegant middle-aged man with an imposing presence despite his mild expression. He wore a well-tailored suit, but the air of authority cultivated from years in power was impossible to conceal.
Behind him stood a young woman with a complicated expression.
They were Jiang Zhenshan and Jiang Shuyue.
When Yang Yu saw them, he instinctively frowned.
Jiang Zhenshan ignored everyone else in the room and walked straight to Yang Yu's bedside. Then, he bowed deeply to him.
"Hello, Yang Yu. I am Jiang Shuyue's father, Jiang Zhenshan."
He straightened up, his face carrying just the right amount of apology and sincerity.
"I have investigated the matter concerning the Tan Lang War Band."
"That Tan Lang was indeed secretly supported by an incompetent collateral branch of the Jiang Family."
"On behalf of the Jiang Family, I apologize for the trouble they caused you."
"All those involved have already been expelled from the family and received the punishment they deserved."
"But ultimately, this happened because the Jiang Family failed to properly control and manage its people. Here, I once again offer you my solemn apology."
His attitude was exceedingly humble, and his words were flawless, leaving no room for criticism.
Jiang Shuyue stood behind her father with her head lowered, not daring to look at Yang Yu.
Her gaze was incredibly complicated.
There was also a deep sense of helplessness.
She had given up the chance to directly attend the college entrance examination training camp and followed her father here instead.
She wanted to see for herself once more the young man who had created a Mythic feat.
"An apology?"
A cold sneer shattered Jiang Zhenshan's performance.
Yang Yan stood with her arms crossed, leaning against the wall. Her phoenix-like eyes narrowed as she looked at Jiang Zhenshan, her gaze filled with undisguised mockery.
"If apologies worked, what would we need the Professionals Association and City Guard for?"
To her, someone like Jiang Zhenshan was merely a local tyrant from some backwater place. She did not take him seriously at all.
Jiang Zhenshan's expression did not change in the slightest.
He maintained his smile and said unhurriedly, "Miss Yang Yan is right. An empty apology alone cannot demonstrate the Jiang Family's sincerity."
As he spoke, he took a scroll radiating a soft golden glow from his Storage Space.
"To make up for the fright Yang Yu suffered, and to congratulate him on becoming famous in a single battle, please do not refuse this small gift."
He respectfully offered the scroll to them.
Yang Yan's eyes shifted. Before Yang Yu could react, she snatched the scroll and unfolded it to inspect it.
[Talent Enhancement Scroll] [Quality: Epic-level] [Effect: After use, may enhance one of the user's awakened talents. There is a 100% chance of upgrading a Common-level talent to Rare-level; a 10% chance of upgrading a Rare-level talent to Epic-level; and a 1% chance of upgrading an Epic-level talent to Legendary grade.] [Note: This scroll is ineffective on Legendary grade talents and above.]
Yang Yan raised an eyebrow slightly.
"An Epic-level Talent Enhancement Scroll? Patriarch Jiang, that's quite a generous gift."
She nodded, and her tone softened somewhat.
The Jiang Family had truly paid a heavy price.
They had clearly investigated him, or guessed that her younger brother possessed a powerful talent. That was why they had catered to his preferences and offered such a valuable gift.
It was a smart gift, and it showed genuine sincerity.
But...
Yang Yan thought to herself that her younger brother was as ferocious as a monster. He could solo a World BOSS at Level 20 while only D-Rank. His talent grade had probably long surpassed Epic-level and might even already be Legendary grade.
This scroll would most likely be useless to him.
Still, an Epic-level item delivered right to their door was not something to turn down.
Just as she was about to put the scroll away, she saw the look in her brother's eyes.
The moment Yang Yu saw the scroll's attributes, his eyes lit up!
A 100% chance of upgrading a Common-level talent to Rare-level?!
He... he was Common-level right now!
Two Hundredfold Effort was already absurdly powerful.
If it were upgraded to Rare-level, how many times stronger would it become?
Five hundredfold? A thousandfold?
At that moment, his heart began pounding wildly!
The instant Yang Yu saw the scroll's attributes, his breathing quickened.
It felt as though an invisible hand had clenched his heart, then suddenly made it race, pounding frantically against his chest.
This was practically a divine item tailor-made for him!
His most essential ability right now was the talent Two Hundredfold Effort.
Yet the compensation sent by the Jiang Family had given him an enormous surprise!
His gaze was so fervent that it nearly seemed capable of setting the scroll ablaze.
Yang Yan keenly noticed the change in her brother's eyes.
Her heart stirred.
Could it be...
An idea that even she found somewhat unbelievable surfaced in her mind.
Could this brat's talent still be enhanced by this scroll?
And he was this excited—did that mean his talent had a 100% chance of being enhanced?
So it was a Common-level talent?
How was that possible?!
A Common-level talent could give a D-Rank Warrior the combat power to solo a Level 20 World BOSS?
Just how heaven-defying was this talent's effect?
Her heart was filled with shock and doubt, but she gave nothing away on her face. She merely handed the scroll to Yang Yu and said calmly, "Since it's for you, accept it. Patriarch Jiang's gift certainly carries enough weight."
Seeing this, Jiang Zhenshan revealed a sincere smile, and inwardly let out a long sigh of relief.
He had given the right gift.
The Talent Enhancement Scroll was one of his most treasured possessions. When he took it out, his heart had bled.
But now, it seemed that pain had been worth it!
As long as he could resolve the grudge with this future giant and perhaps even forge a good relationship, let alone one Epic-level scroll, he would be willing to give twice as much.
"As long as Yang Yu is satisfied," Jiang Zhenshan said with a smile. "Then I won't disturb your rest any longer. Shuyue, let's go."
Yang Yu was still immersed in excitement. When he saw Jiang Shuyue and her father preparing to leave, he quickly called out.
"Classmate Jiang, wait a moment."
His voice was still somewhat weak, but it was clear enough.
Jiang Shuyue, who had already reached the door, paused and turned around, her face carrying a mixture of confusion and nervousness.
She did not know why Yang Yu had stopped her.
Was he still dissatisfied with something?
Or was her father's apology not sincere enough?
Countless thoughts flashed through Jiang Shuyue's mind, and her palms began to sweat.
Seeing how nervous she looked, Yang Yu felt a little helpless.
He was not that scary, was he?
He struggled to sit up, but a tearing pain immediately shot through his wounds, making him grimace.
"Hiss..."
Yang Yu had no choice but to give up and lie back down.
He reached into his Storage Space, and a staff made entirely of ice-blue crystal appeared in his hand, with a pure gemstone embedded at its tip.
The staff emitted a faint chill.
It was the Ice Crystal Aria Staff that Yang Yu had obtained from the Boarman King in the Nightmare grade Wild Boar Cave.
He looked at Jiang Shuyue, who was still standing motionless by the door, and held the staff out to her.
"This is for you."
Jiang Shuyue was completely stunned.
She stared at the Rare-level staff Yang Yu was holding out, unable to react for a moment.
"For... for me?"
She pointed at herself, her voice full of uncertainty.
"Yeah." Yang Yu nodded and explained, "Consider it repayment for what you did for me. When I had just changed classes, thanks for giving me that sword."
Although that Elite-level longsword had long since become useless to him, it had truly helped him back then.
And for a wealthy young lady like Jiang Shuyue, a Rare-level staff might not even count as anything particularly valuable.
But it was a gesture from him.
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