"Lulu, I really can't!"
Jiang Xinghai had no choice but to raise his voice. "You're still young..."
"I'm nineteen! I'm an adult, okay?"
Feng Lulu cut Jiang Xinghai off, speaking in a very mature tone. "And besides, Brother Xinghai, don't be so dirty-minded. I'm just getting a hotel room and waiting for you so you can give acupuncture and a massage, that's all. Can you please get your mind out of the gutter?"
"Alright, fine." What else could Jiang Xinghai say?
After all that, it turned out he was the one overthinking things.
"Then it's a deal. I'll tell you when I've got the room. Don't be too late, okay?" Feng Lulu reminded him sweetly.
"By the way, Lulu, how are you going to explain this to your aunt?"
An image of Lin Liping suddenly appeared in Jiang Xinghai's mind.
That woman had also wanted him to give her acupuncture and a massage. She had even gotten a hotel room last night, but in the end...
"Brother Xinghai, who said I wasn't going ho tonight? I'm a designated driver, you know. It's perfectly normal for to get ho a little late."
Feng Lulu shot back a question, lightly biting her red lip as she muttered, "So, does that an you *don't* want to go ho tonight, Brother Xinghai? In that case, I could just tell my aunt a little white lie... that I'm staying at a classmate's house tonight. How about that?"
"Don't."
Jiang Xinghai shook his head decisively. "Let's just stick to the plan. Tell the location later, and I'll get there as soon as I can."
With that said, he hung up the phone.
At that exact mont, the door to the Venerable Hall behind him opened.
Shen Lingxue and Su Yanyun walked out at nearly the sa ti.
"Xinghai, who were you on the phone with? Did I hear you say you were going to a hotel to rest tonight?" Su Yanyun asked first.
"Did I? You must have misheard," Jiang Xinghai said with a dead-serious expression.
"Maybe." Su Yanyun's gaze shifted from Jiang Xinghai to Shen Lingxue.
Shen Lingxue's eyes were narrowed the whole ti, as if she were trying to scrutinize Jiang Xinghai for any suspicious clues.
Just now, the two won had been right behind the door and had faintly overheard the contents of Jiang Xinghai's call.
"Mr. Jiang!"
Just then, the owner of the First-grade Pavilion, Qu Xiangrui, hurried over. "Cheng Zhicheng of the Cheng Family is here."
Walking behind him was the goat-bearded elder, Cheng Zhicheng.
*CLICK.*
Jiang Xinghai didn't turn his head to look, but continued to gaze at the Jizhou nightscape as he raised a hand and lit a cigarette.
This infuriated Cheng Zhicheng!
He was the brother of the Cheng Family Patriarch, a man of respected status! His family, the Cheng Family, was about to beco a First-class Clan, yet this man was completely ignoring him!
"Boss Qu, take my two friends inside first," Jiang Xinghai said with a light wave of his hand.
"Understood."
Qu Xiangrui quickly looked at Shen Lingxue and Su Yanyun. "Ladies, Mr. Jiang needs to have a chat with the Cheng Family. Let's go inside first."
The two won took the hint, turned, and stepped into the Venerable Hall.
The mont the three of them were inside, Cheng Zhicheng's voice roared, "So you're Jiang Xinghai? The bastard who injured my nephew, Jiahao?"
He decided to hit Jiang Xinghai with a show of force first.
The next second, however, even he found his own show of force laughable.
A fist the size of a sandbag instantly slamd into his face.
*CRACK!*
With that one punch, Cheng Zhicheng's nose shattered.
Instantly, blood sprayed everywhere.
Jiang Xinghai's punch was so fast that only then did Cheng Zhicheng feel the piercing pain in his face. "Ah... HACK! COUGH! HACK..."
Gouts of blood mixed with shattered teeth shot out like a fountain.
"Old man, go back and tell your Patriarch that I, Jiang Xinghai, will pay the Cheng Family a visit after I've had my dinner. Now, scram." A faint halo of light appeared around Jiang Xinghai's body, and not a single drop of blood stained him.
"Mmph... mmph..."
Cheng Zhicheng was terrified now.
He had never encountered such a young super-powered individual like Jiang Xinghai. His mind was still completely reeling.
Jiang Xinghai just casually waved his hand, and a gust of palm wind suddenly smacked Cheng Zhicheng's body into midair.
*BOOM!*
Then, Cheng Zhicheng's body plumted toward the ground at high speed.
*CRASH!*
The next instant, Cheng Zhicheng crashed down at the entrance of the First-grade Pavilion, right on top of his Cheng Family clansn.
"That's... Second Master!"
"Damn it, Second Master was thrown down!"
"Quick, quick! Everyone, charge up to the ninth floor with and avenge Second Master!"
In an uproar, the crowd at the entrance of the First-grade Pavilion snapped out of their daze and were about to charge inside.
"Let's go! Ho!"
How could Cheng Zhicheng possibly have any thought of staying to get revenge on Jiang Xinghai?
Soon, all the Cheng Family mbers retreated, returning to the Cheng estate as fast as they could.
"Big Brother, that Jiang Xinghai..."
After being revived, Cheng Zhicheng said intermittently, "He... he'll be paying a visit soon..."
"He's paying a visit?"
Hearing this, the Cheng Family Patriarch, Cheng Zhipeng, was consud with towering rage. "That brat injures my son, then he injures my own brother. Fine! I'll be waiting for your little visit!"
"Big Brother!"
Just then, Cheng Zhicheng used every last ounce of his strength to move his lips. "He's very strong... very strong..."
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