In the blink of an eye, more than half a month had passed.
The Dragon Tiger Hall was gradually getting on track. As its reputation grew, more and more people wanted to join and improve themselves. Over this period, Dragon Tiger Hall had recruited forty to fifty people, and including the previous batch, the number had already surpassed a hundred.
For easy managent, Ling Chen divided the Dragon Tiger Hall into two sections: the Dragon Section and the Tiger Section. The nas might be a bit common, but they were simple and easy to rember. Anyone with a certain level of skill was assigned to the Dragon Section, managed by Tong Zhentian. The rest went to the Tiger Section, managed by He Ziyun. Ling Chen was a free agent and would go wherever he was needed. Among the three, it seed only he had it easy.
Ling Chen was naturally happy to accept such an arrangent. However, he knew very well that Tong Zhentian and He Ziyun were not doing this to seize power. At their age, fa and fortune were external matters they didn’t care much about. Their willingness to share the burden was primarily to give Ling Chen more ti. After all, they were old with limited room for improvent, but Ling Chen was different; he was still young and talented. As long as he trained diligently, he would eventually enter the ranks of true masters.
However, at this mont, Ling Chen was clearly falling short of Tong Zhentian and He Ziyun’s expectations.
In a bustling mall, Ling Chen was carrying large and small bags, following behind Nanrong Wanqing and the four won, accompanying them shopping. Calling it shopping was more like being a laborer. As Liu Xiyao put it, when Ling Chen was injured a while back, it was their ticulous care that helped him recover. Now that his injuries had healed, it was only natural to repay them.
Since Ling Chen was with them, none of the ladies brought bodyguards. If there was a problem Ling Chen couldn’t solve, no amount of bodyguards would be of any use. Besides, ever since they witnessed Ling Chen’s prowess at the Dragon Tiger Hall, their confidence in him skyrocketed.
As a public figure, Tang Shiyun was still wearing a mask as usual, to prevent being recognized. There was no other way, she had too much star power. If people knew Tang Shiyun was here, the whole mall would probably be packed to the brim.
After a morning of shopping and eating, it was almost noon when Ling Chen asked, "Should we head back now?"
Liu Xiyao smiled and said, "I know there’s a nice restaurant on the top floor of the mall. The nu is diverse and the food is good. Let’s go there for lunch."
No one objected to Liu Xiyao’s suggestion, or rather, none of the won did. As for whether Ling Chen had any objections, the ladies simply ignored him.
Arriving at the restaurant, it was just as Liu Xiyao described, a very upscale fusion restaurant built on the rooftop. Part of it was open-air, with luxurious decor and seats by the railing offering a panoramic view of much of East Sea City.
With the status of Nanrong Wanqing and her companions, they naturally chose the best seats. Putting down his large and small bags, Ling Chen plopped down in the chair and let out a long breath. Shopping was indeed tiring work, testing both his physical stamina and patience.
"Ling, are you tired? Here, have a glass of water." Tang Shiyun poured him a cup of tea and handed it to Ling Chen, then gently massaged his shoulders with her small hands.
Enjoying Tang Shiyun’s attentive service, Ling Chen couldn’t help but smile and say, "Shiyun is the best."
Liu Xiyao couldn’t take it any longer and said, "Shiyun, you can’t spoil him like this. You must never spoil n, or they’ll beco unbearable. Even if soone should be spoiled, it should be n spoiling won."
"Yao, that’s just not fair. Shiyun is just being considerate because I’m so tired, giving a shoulder massage. It just ans Shiyun is more thoughtful than you all."
"Are you saying we’re not considerate?" Zhu Xiaozhu chid in with a slightly odd tone. Not just her, but Nanrong Wanqing and Liu Xiyao all looked at Ling Chen with a hint of displeasure.
Ahem!
Feeling the ’killing intent’ emanating from the three won, Ling Chen let out an awkward laugh and stood up, saying, "I’ll go to the restroom; you guys order first." With that, he made a swift exit, jogging to the restroom. A wise man knows when to retreat; this was not the ti to show off.
A few minutes later, Ling Chen returned to the open-air restaurant, only to find his seat was already occupied. Three people were sitting in his place: a middle-aged man and two young n, all handso. Even the older one was exceptionally charming.
At this mont, the three were sitting at the table, laughing and chatting, seemingly trying to amuse the won. Liu Xiyao was maintaining a composed deanor, with a faint smile that kept people at a distance. Nanrong Wanqing was even more straightforward, with her cold expression and gaze set on the distant scenery. Zhu Xiaozhu sipped her tea silently, ignoring the n. On the other hand, Tang Shiyun listened with interest, occasionally laughing.
Ling Chen quietly moved to the back of the restaurant, listening as one of the young n said with a smile, "Ladies, it’s fate that we et here. How about I host a lunch, and afterward, we find sowhere to hang out? I’ve heard there are many fun places in East Sea City. It’s my first ti here, and I’d love to explore."
The middle-aged man added, "Yang, we still have business in the afternoon. We might not have enough ti, so why don’t we..."
"Brother Li, what could be more important than these lovely ladies? Just tell the board that I have more important things to do and have them postpone the eting. I plan to stay in East Sea City for a few more days and will head back to Beijing next week."
After speaking, the young man nad Yang continued to gaze at Nanrong Wanqing with a smile, "So, what do you think, beautiful? Interested in hanging out?" Among the won, he was most captivated by Nanrong Wanqing. Despite her cold deanor, she was the most attractive of the four. Plus, her ice-cold and lotus-like deanor only fueled his desire to conquer.
If he could get such a rare beauty into bed and indulge under him, it would greatly satisfy his wicked fantasies.
As a man, who doesn’t relish conquering won? The more challenging the woman, the greater the thrill. After spending years in Beijing and thinking he had seen his fair share of beauties, he was surprised to co to East Sea City and encounter such top-tier won, each with their own unique qualities. It truly was a worthwhile trip.
Facing the young man’s invitation, Nanrong Wanqing slightly raised her eyebrows, looked towards Ling Chen in the back, and spoke softly, "If you want to invite , you should ask him first."
Hearing this, the three n turned their heads, only then noticing Ling Chen’s presence.
Seeing their attention shift to him, Ling Chen gave a slight smile and said, "Gentlen, I’m sorry, but you’re sitting in my seat."
"You?" The young man assessed Ling Chen with an unfriendly expression and asked, "Who do you think you are?"
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