142: Chapter 142: Invitation from Tang Wenrou 142: Chapter 142: Invitation from Tang Wenrou “Doctor Fang, you’re a martial artist, you can handle so drinks, can’t you?”
Lu Shengguo asked.
“Not only can he drink, but he can drink a lot.
Grandpa Lu, combined with Uncle Lu, I’m afraid none of you can match him.”
Tang Wenrou chid in.
Back in Zhongzhou, Tang Wenrou had dined with Fang Bai and knew that he was soone who couldn’t enjoy a al without at or wine—he could eat and drink a staggering amount, practically a super invincible big eater.
As far as Tang Wenrou was concerned, she had never seen anyone who could eat and drink as much as Fang Bai.
What puzzled Tang Wenrou was that Fang Bai wasn’t fat or skinny, just a standard clothes hanger.
She couldn’t understand how he could consu so much food and drink.
Could it be that the more formidable the martial artist, the larger their appetite?
But the master who once taught her ancient martial arts didn’t seem to eat much!
Lu Shengguo had been a soldier all his life with a hearty disposition.
In his youth, he loved to eat big pieces of at and drink in large swigs.
Although he was older now, he still drank a few glasses every day on his own, which made him the top drinker of the older generation in the military.
Lu Xingping couldn’t drink as much as his father, but with decades of experience in the bureaucracy, his capacity for alcohol was also noteworthy.
Both father and son had an innately competitive nature, and when they heard Tang Wenrou’s words, their fighting spirits were imdiately ignited.
“Since he can drink, then let’s have plenty.
Here at my place, you mustn’t stifle your drinking talents!”
Lu Shengguo brought out several bottles of fine wine he had treasured for years, setting up a clear intention of not stopping until drunk.
As for the matter of learning boxing from Fang Bai, he had already tossed it out of his mind.
Lu Shengguo’s fondness for drinking far surpassed his interest in practicing boxing.
Tang Wenrou and Li Yujie could both handle a few drinks, but they never overindulged, simply sitting by the side watching Fang Bai drink with Lu Shengguo and Lu Xingping.
During the al, Li Yujie kept urging Fang Bai not to focus solely on drinking but to eat more, telling him to treat this place like his own ho and not to stand on ceremony at all.
Fang Bai never knew what standing on ceremony ant.
With a sip of wine and a chunk of at, his hands hardly stopped moving.
He ate at least eighty percent of the at dishes on the table all by himself.
Everyone, excluding Tang Wenrou, including Lu Shengguo, Lu Xingping, and Li Yujie, was taken aback.
For Lu Shengguo, Lu Xingping, and Li Yujie, the fact that Fang Bai was eating and drinking freely ant he did not view the Lu family as outsiders.
It only made them happy.
The three n approached the drinking session as a competition.
For every drink that Fang Bai took, Lu Shengguo and his son would match it, resulting in the father and son having eaten very little before being knocked out by Fang Bai at the table.
With Old Master Lu drunk, there was no chance of learning any boxing techniques, so Fang Bai left his mobile number with Li Yujie, telling Old Master Lu to contact him when he had the ti, and then he left with Tang Wenrou.
Before leaving the Lu Family, Li Yujie handed Fang Bai a check for ten million as his consultation fee, insisting that he must accept it.
Fang Bai did not stand on ceremony either, taking the check without a glance and stuffing it into his pocket.
Fang Bai knew that the Lu family paying the consultation fee ant they didn’t want to owe him a favor.
Besides, for a prominent clan like the Lu family, ten million was a re trifle and would hardly make a dent in their wealth.
“Going to the Lu family this one ti, you’ve made a fortune.
Ten million for a consultation fee…
In the Huaxia dical community, your value is now on par with the current four great national doctors,”
Tang Wenrou said teasingly to Fang Bai after they got into the Lu family’s private car and left.
“Is that so?
Then I’ve made a huge loss!”
Fang Bai slapped his thigh, regretfully saying, “The diseases that the four great national doctors can’t cure, I can.
So my value should be even higher than theirs!
No, I’ll have to ask Old Master Lu for more consultation fees when I see him next!”
“…”
Tang Wenrou knew he was joking, but she couldn’t help rolling her eyes.
Fang Bai inwardly sighed, acknowledging how a beauty truly is a beauty – every move she made was full of charm, even her eye roll carried an otherworldly allure that made one’s heart throb.
Although the Tang Family was a prominent clan in Anxi City, they had so properties in Yanjing as well, and the place where Wen Rou now lived was a small villa bought by the Tang Family.
Of course, this villa, with only two or three hundred square ters, couldn’t compare with the residence of Old Master Lu, but it was more than enough for Tang Wenrou and her master to live in.
According to Tang Wenrou, her master was originally an unaffiliated loose cultivator, roaming without any fixed place, considering the world as ho.
Later, she chanced upon Wen Rou, saw her potential for martial arts, accepted her as her disciple, and since then had been living with the Tang Family.
Tang Wenrou’s master was self-styled as Nunnery Master Jingxian.
She practiced the Taoist martial arts.
After Tang Wenrou arrived in Yanjing, Master Jingxian followed her too -, firstly to teach Wen Rou martial arts anyti, and secondly, to ensure her personal safety.
Since Tang Wenrou was a quasi-martial artist herself, and ordinary people could hardly harm her, Master Jingxian didn’t need to follow her at all tis, and most of her ti was spent in seclusion at the villa.
“Fang Bai, co inside and take a seat,” Tang Wenrou said as they arrived at the door of her residence.
It seed she was worried Fang Bai might misunderstand sothing, so she quickly added, “You promised to teach ‘All-Thing Follow Heart Fist’.
If we miss this chance, I don’t know when we’ll get another opportunity.”
Fang Bai said, “Don’t you have my phone number?
If you need sothing, just give a call, and I’ll be there.”
Tang Wenrou felt a bit disappointed when he didn’t explicitly accept her invitation.
“However…”
Fang Bai glanced at the villa where Tang Wenrou lived and said with a smile, “I drank quite a lot at Old Master Lu’s place, and now I am feeling a bit thirsty.
It would be nice to get a glass of water from your ho.”
Tang Wenrou “hmm”-ed, showing no expression on her face, but a flicker of joy passed through the depths of her eyes.
After they got out of the car and entered the villa’s yard, Fang Bai frowned and looked up at the second floor of the villa, saying, “Is it just you and your master living here?”
“Yes, why?” Tang Wenrou asked, puzzled.
Pointing towards the second floor of the villa, Fang Bai said, “If your master is living on the second floor, then it seems like she’s having so trouble…”
Startled by Fang Bai’s words, Tang Wenrou rushed into the villa as soon as he finished speaking.
“Her breathing is disordered; it seems like she’s experienced a deviation during her cultivation!” Fang Bai muttered, then followed into the villa at an unhurried pace.
The second floor of the villa wasn’t divided into separate rooms but was one large open space.
On the north side of the room, a portrait of an ancestor from the Taoist sect was hung on the wall, and in front of the portrait, on a square table, tribute offerings and incense were placed.
In front of the square table, three feet away on the floor, there was a ditation cushion.
At this mont, a Taoist nun in her fifties with a mole at the corner of her mouth was slumped over the cushion, her breath weak, and a trace of blood at the corners of her mouth.
“Master!” Tang Wenrou exclaid as she pushed open the door to the second-floor room.
She rushed to the nun’s side and gently helped her to sit up.
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