Zhang Siwei knelt on the ground with a thud. "Hero Wang! I am Zhang Siwei. My son offended your beloved daughter last time and was killed. He deserved it! I am here today to apologize to you!"
The man seated at the head of the table said nothing. A young man beside him asked coldly, "You have quite the nerve, daring to come to Tiger Roar Villa. Aren't you afraid my master will kill you?"
Zhang Siwei took out a check and a stone from his embrace. "Hero Wang, this is a five-hundred-million check. It is my humble apology!"
The seated man was Wang Huchen. He didn't even glance at the check, his eyes fixed on the stone. Upon seeing the stone, he froze for a moment, then sat up straighter and said loudly, "Give me the stone!"
A tall man walked over and snatched the stone from Zhang Siwei's hand, presenting it to Wang Huchen with both hands.
Wang Huchen took the stone and examined it for a long time. Then, with a gentle squeeze, the stone broke into several pieces. It could be seen that the inside of the stone had been riddled with holes by internal energy!
He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Who gave you the stone?"
Zhang Siwei's eyes darted. "My cousin."
Wang Huchen pondered for a moment, placed the stone on the table beside him, and said, "My daughter is fine, merely startled. Your son is dead, so I will not pursue this matter further."
Zhang Siwei was overjoyed. "Thank you for your mercy, Hero Wang!"
Wang Huchen looked at him. "Do you have your cousin's contact information?"
"Yes." Wang Huchen quickly produced Ye Tian's business card.
Wang Huchen had someone take the card and said, "Take your check and leave."
Zhang Siwei bowed and retreated, not daring to turn and leave until he reached the threshold.
After he left, the young man asked curiously, "Master, didn't you say you were going to teach this man a lesson? Why did you let him go?"
Wang Huchen glanced at the honeycomb-like stone and said faintly, "He has a Vajra Martial King behind him. We can't afford to offend him!"
The young man was greatly alarmed and exclaimed, "A peak expert!"
Wang Huchen nodded. "I only reached the Martial King realm three years ago. I can't defeat him."
The young man was somewhat unconvinced. "Master will surpass him sooner or later."
Wang Huchen sneered. "Didn't you hear clearly? That person is his cousin, meaning he's younger than me. Not only is he younger, but his cultivation is higher than mine. And look at this stone; his power is extremely pure. Even if I reach the peak in the future, I might not be his match."
The young man: "But Master, you're just letting it go like this?"
Wang Huchen: "Your senior sister is fine, and his son is also dead. It's not a big deal to let him off. Most importantly, I need to owe this person a favor. A favor from a Vajra Martial King is worth far more than five hundred million!"
The young man pondered thoughtfully.
Someone nearby asked, "Master, how many Vajra Martial Kings are there in this era?"
Wang Huchen: "I'm not sure, but there are none in Jiangbei."
He thought for a moment and said to the young man, "Chuanwu, go inquire about this Martial King Ye tomorrow and report back to me in detail."
"Yes!" the young man replied.
After dinner, Ye Tian returned home, it was already past ten in the evening.
He had no intention of sleeping, as he expected Zhang Siwei would call.
As expected, around 10:30, an unknown number called. Zhang Siwei's excited voice came through the phone. "Mr. Ye, Wang Huchen didn't kill me! Thank you, thank you!"
Ye Tian: "That's your good fortune."
Zhang Siwei: "Mr. Ye, I'd like to visit you in person. Are you free tomorrow?"
Ye Tian: "No need. We'll meet again if fate allows." With that, he hung up the phone.
On the other end, Zhang Siwei hesitated for a long time before finally deciding not to call again, fearing he might displease Ye Tian. He murmured, "I'll ask my friends to inquire. I'll find an opportunity to thank him properly!"
Putting down his phone, Ye Tian began practicing the five movements of the third form of the Human King Scripture's Body Cultivation chapter. By dawn, he had mastered the five movements. He then practiced all fifteen movements of the first three forms together, gaining a new understanding.
Early in the morning, his uncle called. "Xiao Tian, hurry back to the village. Someone is digging up our ancestral graves!"