Ma Tianhu Wants to Cause Trouble, Liu Weiran Is Acting Strange

"Pleasure doing business with you."

"Pleasure doing business with you!"

Ma Tianhu was all smiles as he shook hands with the Deputy Headmaster of the Jishan Martial Arts School.

After two hours of negotiations, the cooperation agreement was finally signed successfully.

Once everyone had left, Ma Tianhu sank into a comfortable chair in the hotel and let out a long sigh of relief.

Although there had been a few minor setbacks during the process, the end result was good.

After the cooperation with Liu's Martial Arts School fell through, he had actively reached out to both Jishan Martial Arts School and Dongshan Martial Arts School, eventually reaching a final cooperation agreement with Jishan.

Ma Corporation was building a new 400,000-mu medicinal herb cultivation base 60 kilometers west of Dongshan City. Jishan Martial Arts School would have a Vice Hall Master lead a team to be stationed at the base year-round to drive away demonic beasts and protect the herbs.

With this project finalized, Ma Tianhu's status within the family would rise to a new level. Likewise, the annual revenue brought to Jishan Martial Arts School would start at one billion.

It was a win-win partnership; both the martial artist representative sent by the Ma family and the members of Jishan Martial Arts School were very satisfied.

"Tianhu, you did a great job this time. When we get back, your Second Uncle will be sure to put in a good word for you in front of the old man."

A man with a refined appearance and a high-bridged nose walked over and said.

His pupils were blue, giving him a particularly charming look.

This was Ma Hesheng, the man in charge of the Ma family's vast business empire.

"Thank you, Second Uncle. However, working hard for the family is the duty of every family member; I don't deserve such praise from you."

"Hahaha."

Ma Hesheng looked at the humble Ma Tianhu, feeling increasingly satisfied.

He had no children of his own, and since his mother was not Chinese, although he controlled the business side of things within the family, his status and his say in major events were far behind Ma Tianhu's father.

Therefore, if he wanted to ensure a stable life in the future, he certainly needed to get closer to Ma Tianhu's branch of the family.

Being able to reach an agreement with Jishan Martial Arts School in Dongshan City this time not only benefited Ma Tianhu immensely, but Ma Hesheng himself would also reap quite a few rewards.

"You kid, you have strong ability and good talent, but you have one flaw—you're too humble."

"Young people should be full of vitality, striving for progress, and showing their edge. If you hide yourself all the time, eventually, others really will look down on you."

"By the way, what was that about you wanting to transfer a martial artist over? Is there someone in Dongshan City giving you a hard time?"

"Not at all." Ma Tianhu clearly did not reveal his true intentions. "Second Uncle, I'll be staying in Dongshan City for another year or two. It's bound to get boring, so I thought having an expert by my side would allow me to occasionally head out of the city for a look around."

"Good. It seems you've finally put your mind to the right path. From now on, just leave the company matters to the people below. You should focus on your cultivation. I've already submitted the transfer order for you. I'm not sure which of the retainers will be free to take the job, so just wait patiently."

"It's getting late. You should get some rest. I need to rush back to Jiangzuo City, so there's no need to see me off."

Although Ma Hesheng said this, Ma Tianhu naturally couldn't put on airs. He quickly stood up and accompanied Ma Hesheng all the way to the rooftop, watching as he boarded the helicopter and departed.

"Young Master."

Once the helicopter had flown far away, Ma Tianhu's secretary in black silk stepped forward. "My subordinates just received news that Lu Lin went to the Martial Arts Association yesterday to register as a martial artist."

"Hmm?"

Ma Tianhu arched his brows, looking at the secretary with some dissatisfaction.

He had finally managed to reach a partnership with the Jishan Martial Arts School today and even gained the appreciation of Ma Hesheng. Did this secretary have no sense of timing? Bringing up Lu Lin's promotion to a martial artist at a time like this... wait?

Ma Tianhu was about to scold her when he suddenly realized, "What did you say? Lu Lin registered as a martial artist?"

The secretary nodded. "Young Master, someone saw Lu Lin head to the Martial Arts Association yesterday morning. When he left, he was holding a Martial Artist Certificate."

"No way... He was only an Advanced Martial Disciple. How could he become a martial artist in such a short time? Was there anyone else with Lu Lin yesterday?" Ma Tianhu guessed that Lu Lin must have been accompanying someone else to register for a Martial Artist Certificate.

"Only the Young Lady of Liu's Martial Arts School, Liu Weiran."

"That bitch! Her and that dog Lu Lin, damn it all. I'll make them pay sooner or later."

"Wait, didn't you just say Inspector Bai came to investigate the death of Scarface?"

"Yes, Young Master. Inspector Bai has not left yet," the secretary replied.

"Good, this is a godsend. Lu Lin, oh Lu Lin, you just had to promote now of all times." A wicked smile curled the corners of Ma Tianhu's mouth as he turned and walked off the rooftop.

"Let's go. We're going to pay another visit to Inspector Bai. I can't be the only one to enjoy such good news."

Three days passed in a flash.

Lu Lin woke up at the crack of dawn. He didn't want his parents or Lu Qi to watch him leave. While it was still dark, he quietly washed up, changed his clothes, shouldered his backpack, and left home.

The moment the front door clicked shut, the door to his parents' bedroom opened. Chen Xiaoyan asked, "He's gone?"

Lu Ping looked around the room, and not seeing Lu Lin's figure, he pushed open the door to Lu Lin's room. Finding that the backpack he had prepared was also gone, he said with a dejected expression, "Yeah, he's gone."

As they were speaking, Lu Qi's door also opened, revealing eyes clearly rimmed with bloodshot veins. "Mom, Dad, did my brother leave? I thought I heard the door just now."

"Yeah, he's gone," Lu Ping replied again. For a moment, the house fell into silence.

Lu Lin didn't know that the actions he thought were silent had actually been watched by his family all along.

He carried the hiking backpack he had spent over 3,000 to buy, tightened the chest strap, took one last look in the direction of his home, and walked forward without looking back.

But just as he reached the entrance of the residential complex, he saw a familiar red sports car.

Liu Weiran.

Seeing Lu Lin walk out the gate, Liu Weiran opened the car door and stepped out, smiling as she said, "Lu Lin, it seems I remembered correctly. You're leaving today. Get in, I'll drive you to your departure point."

Bathed in the golden glow of the rising sun, Liu Weiran looked like a goddess basking in holy light, leaving Lu Lin momentarily dazed.

He hadn't expected this girl to wait at his door specifically for him. Lu Lin smiled and said, "Alright."

After getting into the car, Lu Lin noticed the backseat was packed full of backpacks. He asked curiously, "What's all this?"

"Food I prepared for you. I heard from my dad that while Martial Artists are fine with most things outside the city, they don't rest or eat well. You mentioned buying a tent the other day, so I thought I'd help you prepare some food."

"These are all high-energy rations I specifically bought from the Martial Artist Shop. You can take them to eat on the road."

Lu Lin was deeply moved.

She was thoughtful, truly thoughtful.

"But, Liu Weiran, I'm only going out for a week. Bringing this much stuff, it's probably enough to last me a month."

"It's fine. Just take a little less then. If you don't finish it this time, you can just take it with you on your next mission."

Lu Lin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he knew Liu Weiran meant well. He took one of the backpacks and transferred the energy bars into his own bag.

Passing by a breakfast stall, Liu Weiran stopped the car and took Lu Lin to have a hearty meal.

"Don't worry, eat your fill now. You'll feel better once it digests a bit. This is advice passed down from my dad, a veteran Martial Master. You wouldn't turn that down, would you?"

Of course not.

It was just that Lu Lin felt Liu Weiran was a bit strange today.

Strangely beautiful.