Zhang Lang stepped into the gate of the courtyard. At this mont, he understood that he no longer represented himself, but the master behind him. If he were to be thrown out, it would be more embarrassing for his master than just himself.
"Bang!"
After a dull sound, the two exchanged a solid palm strike.
At the mont of impact, Zhang Lang felt a powerful force hit his palm. If his footing weren't stable, he would have been knocked away for sure.
But the most important thing was that the woman behind him did not speak, which ant he could go all out without holding back.
Realizing this, Zhang Lang suddenly leapt up, his raised fist transforming into a sword hand as it neared Xiao Feng, striking towards Xiao Feng's eyes.
Xiao Feng's gaze hardened, turning his head to avoid the blow while simultaneously sending a kick.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Lang did not choose to retreat but instead also lifted his leg to strike, aiming directly between Xiao Feng's legs.
This was clearly an exchange of injuries, with Zhang Lang having nothing to lose.
Xiao Feng cursed under his breath and swiftly chose to retreat because, as a man, most would make the sa choice.
"That guy's really despicable!" the watching young girl exclaid with anger.
The others nodded in agreent, knowing that a battle isn't bound by rules or restrictions as long as it incapacitates the opponent, then dirty tricks or not, it's a good move if it defeats the opponent.
In the midst of conversation, Xiao Feng and Zhang Lang had already exchanged over a dozen moves.
It turned out Zhang Lang's fighting style excelled in sinister tactics, most of his attacks aid at lower body, only considering the eyes and throat on the upper body, ignoring everything else.
"Get out!"
With a shout of anger, Xiao Feng seized an opening and kicked Zhang Lang squarely in the chest.
Zhang Lang grunted, stumbling back several steps to the doorway, where he caught the doorfra before falling over the threshold.
"I'll count to three. If you don't get out, leave your life behind," Xiao Feng said coldly.
When experts duel, victory or defeat is decided in an instant.
Although Zhang Lang's moves were dirty, it couldn't be denied that his skills were up to par, but compared to Xiao Feng, they still fell short.
At this mont, Xiao Feng wondered internally who could command this level of expert, what was the woman's identity?
After steadying himself, Zhang Lang quickly deliberated in his mind: retreat or not?
He had realized unless he risked his life to fight, he couldn't defeat Xiao Feng. Retreating would be humiliating but was better than losing his life.
However, the problem was, if he did retreat, his master behind him would completely lose face, and he would suffer regardless.
With this thought, Zhang Lang imdiately made a decision: don't retreat!
But before he could boast, he heard a voice from behind, "Co back."
This was naturally the woman speaking. Her tone was calm, without a hint of disappointnt or dissatisfaction.
For ordinary people, hiding emotions might be difficult, but for the woman, it had beco instinctive, displaying no emotion was as simple as eating and drinking.
Zhang Lang felt relieved. No matter what, this hurdle was over, even if he would be held accountable later, at least there was a buffer ti.
"Mr. Xiao, I apologize for visiting unannounced. It's quite discourteous," the woman said with a sincere smile, but paradoxically gave a sense that she hadn't lowered her stance.
Xiao Feng continued to sit in the Master's Chair and replied with a laugh, "A little more sincerity and less trickery, wouldn't it be nicer? If you call trespassing 'visiting', I wouldn't mind visiting your place."
The woman showed no concern and nodded, "I'd be delighted, if only Mr. Xiao had the ti...but since I'm here, wouldn't Mr. Xiao invite in for so tea?"
Xiao Feng replied cheerfully, "You can co in, but dogs should stay out."
At these words, Zhang Lang's fists clenched tightly, his body trembling uncontrollably with rage, his eyes brimming with palpable murderous intent directed at Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng remained impeccably composed, showing no sign of being affected.
The woman ascended the steps with a smile as warm as spring. Were it not for the earlier intrusion, anyone would have thought she genuinely ca to visit a friend.
As she passed by Zhang Lang, she paused slightly, saying in a low voice, "Nothing to be upset about, skills are inferior, fists aren't hard enough, that's the fact.
Your anger only shows incompetence and serves no purpose."
"I'm sorry, madam, for disgracing you!" Zhang Lang bowed his head, gritting his teeth replied.
The woman paid him no further heed and proceeded towards Xiao Feng, saying, "Forgive the incompetence of my people."
Xiao Feng sipped the tea the young girl handed him, set down the cup and said, "I thought you'd say your subordinates were ignorant."
The woman chuckled, removing the red gloves from her hand, "She intruded with my permission, if I said that, it'd be handing you a stick to beat , then it wouldn't be my subordinates who are ignorant but ."
Xiao Feng nodded, "It's late. Let's talk business, who are you? Why are you looking for ?"
"I'm Gu Wenhui, heard my son wants to be your apprentice, so I ca to assess," the woman introduced herself with a smile, showing no dissatisfaction despite Xiao Feng not offering her a seat.
"Your son?" Xiao Feng raised an eyebrow slightly and asked, "Di Junxiong?"
Gu Wenhui smiled affirmatively, her eyes showing a flicker of pride when ntioning her son.
Xiao Feng suddenly understood. Ma Qiang's attitude towards Di Junxiong in the morning had already revealed that Di Junxiong wasn't just an ordinary policeman, and now, it proved right.
"I believe you have the ability to investigate my past," Xiao Feng picked up the teacup, took a sip.
Gu Wenhui replied openly, "Indeed, I have. With your age, such a rich life experience, calling you young and promising would undersell it, Junxiong seeking you as a ntor is understandable."
Xiao Feng shrugged, seemingly indifferent to the complint, "Weren't you here to assess? The results should be out now, right?
Do you think I'm too impolite, and that apprenticing to would spoil your son?
If so, better head back and rest."
"..." Gu Wenhui was montarily stunned.
Did I say anything?
I said nothing, right?
Also, his words seem to imply he hopes I won't let my son apprentice to him?
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