"Young... Young Master Chen was actually a martial arts expert..."
Uncle Qian froze, glanced at Tang Qisheng lying unconscious beneath the tree, then looked Chen Zheng over several more times before continuing, "I misjudged you. I thought you were just an ordinary person, Young Master Chen. I never imagined... but Young Master Chen, Tang Qisheng is, after all, the Tang Family's eldest legitimate son, and the Tang Family's old patriarch is a Grandmaster in the Ancient Martial Arts World. You've severed all Young Master Tang's meridians. Won't that..."
"Enough, Uncle Qian. What's a Grandmaster? My grandfather is a Great Grandmaster! Chen Zheng is my boyfriend. Who should our Jiang Family help if not Chen Zheng-the Tang Family? Besides, Chen Zheng is much stronger than a Grandmaster! Hehe! Uncle Qian, you have no idea how powerful Chen Zheng is. Even Yu... anyway, don't worry about it. Just have someone take Young Master Tang back to the Tang Family."
Jiang Rou cut Uncle Qian off, even giving him a mysterious smile.
"This young lady..."
Uncle Qian was rather bewildered. He looked at Jiang Rou, then at the utterly composed Chen Zheng, and could only nod.
Tang Qisheng was a young master of the Tang Family. Someone had shattered all his meridians and beaten him unconscious at the Jiang Family's home. An ordinary person wouldn't do for escorting him back to the Tang Family; Uncle Qian would have to make the trip himself.
Sigh!
Who knew where this Young Master Chen the young lady brought home came from? He crippled Tang Qisheng with just one kick. Even if I faced him, I probably couldn't withstand three moves... sigh! What's with young people these days? Why is each one more heaven-defying than the last?
Uncle Qian sighed inwardly, thinking of the girl who had visited the Jiang Family a few days ago. Perhaps no one would believe it if he told them: a teenage girl had actually lasted a hundred moves against the Jiang Family's old patriarch, one of China's three Ancient Martial Grandmasters!
The skies over China's Ancient Martial Arts World are about to change!
Only after watching Jiang Rou lead Chen Zheng into the villa did Uncle Qian turn and walk over to the unconscious Tang Qisheng beneath the tree. He reached out to check his pulse, and a flash of horror involuntarily crossed his eyes.
Shattered meridians!
Tang Qisheng would be a cripple for the rest of his life. Even the legendary Severed Meridian Restoration Spirit Marrow Paste probably couldn't reconnect his shattered meridians!
How ruthless!
That Chen Zheng looked so kindly. Who would have thought he'd strike so ruthlessly!
The Jiang Family villa.
"My dad doesn't seem to be back yet, and my grandfather is in seclusion. How about I show you around my bedroom? Chen Zheng, you may be Su Cheng's personal bodyguard, but you've never been inside her bedroom, have you? Now I'm letting you into mine. Isn't that a nice perk?"
Jiang Rou hugged Chen Zheng's arm, practically pressing her entire body against his, and prepared to drag him into her bedroom.
"I can't look at anything or do anything. What kind of perk is that?"
Chen Zheng smiled.
"When we get back to Nan City, move into the apartment Xiao Zhi and I share. I'll let you see anything you want!"
Jiang Rou leaned close to Chen Zheng's ear, her breath fragrant as orchids as she spoke.
"Then forget it."
Chen Zheng shook his head.
"Hmph! You're a young master of the prestigious Xining Chen Family, and your martial arts are unfathomable. Even Yu Canghai has to call you Senior. Are you really going to be Su Cheng's personal bodyguard for the rest of your life? China's Ancient Martial Arts World is your battlefield!"
Jiang Rou gave a little huff.
"China's Ancient Martial Arts World? A battlefield? If that counts as a battlefield, its level is a little too low."
At that, Chen Zheng raised his left hand and lightly pinched Jiang Rou's cheek.
"Why did you suddenly pinch my cheek?"
Jiang Rou froze, asking blankly.
"We're boyfriend and girlfriend now. Of course we have to play our parts properly. Can't a boyfriend even pinch his girlfriend's cheek?"
Chen Zheng asked her in return.
"Rourou, I heard you brought a boyfriend home. Is that true?"
Just then, a middle-aged man's voice came from outside the door.
"Hmph! Jiang Fang! What a fine daughter you've raised!"
The very next second, a furious bellow suddenly rang out outside.
Boom!
Then, with a boom, a figure was blasted inside!
Pfft!
The figure fell to the floor and spat out a mouthful of blood!
"Uncle Qian!"
Jiang Rou cried out at the sight of him.
Uncle Qian!
The person blasted inside was actually Uncle Qian!
"I... I'm fine..."
Clutching his chest, Uncle Qian climbed up from the floor, his face bitter. He had taken Tang Qisheng back to the Tang Family. The Tang and Jiang families lived in the same residential compound, only a few hundred meters apart. He had met the Tang Family's old patriarch right at their door, and before he could explain what had happened, things had turned into this.
"Old Master Qian, you... why did you suddenly attack?"
"Jiang Fang! You have the nerve to ask me! Someone from your Jiang Family crippled my grandson. Am I not allowed to strike back?"
"What? This... how could that be?"
"Hmph! My grandson is right here. Jiang Fang, see for yourself whether all his meridians have been severed!"
Outside the door!
An argument broke out!
"Tang Luo! One of the Grandmasters of China's Ancient Martial Arts World, the Tang Family's old patriarch, and one of the Black List's top ten! My dad's martial arts are average. He's no match for Tang Luo! Only my grandfather can keep him in check, once he comes out of seclusion!"
Jiang Rou lowered her voice beside Chen Zheng's ear.
"A Grandmaster... doesn't seem all that special either."
Chen Zheng smiled calmly.
Jiang Rou froze, then abruptly came to her senses. Chen Zheng seemed to be an expert himself.
"Rourou, what's going on?"
Just then, a middle-aged man in a suit walked in. He immediately spotted Jiang Rou and Chen Zheng beside her and asked with a slight frown. He was Jiang Rou's father, Jiang Fang. His martial arts were actually far from poor-he was also in the Grandmaster Realm-but he couldn't compare with a veteran Grandmaster like Tang Luo.
Jiang Fang glanced at Jiang Rou, then fixed his gaze on Chen Zheng, quietly sizing him up. He was very curious. This young man looked entirely ordinary, not like someone who practiced Ancient Martial Arts, yet his daughter was holding his arm so intimately. He had never seen anything like it before.
"Jiang Rou! Tell me! Who shattered all my grandson Qisheng's meridians? If the Jiang Family doesn't give me an explanation today, even if Old Master Jiang comes out of seclusion, I'll risk this old life of mine to cripple whoever injured my grandson!"
Right behind Jiang Fang, an old man in black martial arts clothes strode inside, followed by two young men supporting Tang Qisheng, whose face was deathly pale and who remained unconscious.
The moment the old man entered, he released an invisible pressure that enveloped the villa's living room!
Pfft!
Uncle Qian had already taken a palm strike. Now, beneath this invisible pressure, his injury was aggravated, and he spat out another mouthful of blood!
"Old Qian!" Jiang Fang frowned and stared at Tang Luo. "Old Master Tang, how about we establish what happened first, then sit down and talk?"
"Hmph! Brat! Were you the one who injured my grandson?" Tang Luo ignored Jiang Fang outright, his savage gaze locking onto Chen Zheng. "You're the brat Jiang Rou brought home. It couldn't have been anyone but you! Brat! Step forward and accept your death!"
Whoosh!
In an instant, almost every gaze in the villa focused on Chen Zheng. Everyone in the Jiang Family knew Tang Luo and how formidable he was. Seeing him single out the young man whose arm their young lady was hugging so intimately, they couldn't help shaking their heads inwardly!
This young man would probably be crippled today!
"I hear you're a Grandmaster."
With everyone's eyes upon him, Chen Zheng spoke. A faint smile rested on his face, and his tone was mild and even, without much inflection.
"Brat, do you look down on Grandmasters?"
Tang Luo stared coldly at Chen Zheng, his gaze practically ready to devour him!
"Is being a Grandmaster so impressive?"
Chen Zheng asked with a smile.
"A Grandmaster must not be insulted! Brat, you're courting death!"
At those words, Tang Luo flew into a rage. With a furious bellow, he hurled a palm strike straight at Chen Zheng's forehead!