Chapter 303 Do They Think Jiangzhou Is Empty?

Chapter 303: Bullying My Jiangzhou Has No One?

As they went upstairs, Su Yunxi and Murong Meng were discussing gifts, acting mysteriously as if they had even custom-made outfits.

Uniforms?

Chen Xuan prepared to listen, but Su Yunxi seemed to have discovered him and said nothing more about uniforms. Chen Xuan had no choice but to give up and walk upstairs.

Back in his bedroom, Chen Xuan received a call from Elder Lin, the owner of Qingcheng Martial Arts School.

"Mr. Chen, I have an impertinent request, and I hope you can grant it!"

Elder Lin's weathered voice carried a deep and sincere plea.

"Elder Lin, please speak freely. During this period, if it weren't for the people Elder Lin sent to help, Xuanji Hall wouldn't have been ready for its opening ceremony so quickly," Chen Xuan said in a deep voice.

Although Qingcheng Martial Arts School had agreed to join Xuanji Hall, there was no need for them to help Xuanji Hall with such dedication. However, Elder Lin had put in considerable effort. It could be said that without Elder Lin's help, Xuanji Hall would have had to postpone its opening by at least two more months.

Even though it was only two months, Chen Xuan couldn't wait any longer.

As the end of the year approached, after Chen Xuan fulfilled Su Qian's request, he would embark on a journey to the provincial capital with Su Yunxi.

If Xuanji Hall hadn't grown stronger, Chen Xuan truly wouldn't have felt at ease leaving his mother, Song Ping, alone in Jiangzhou.

Since Elder Lin had helped him, Chen Xuan naturally would help Elder Lin.

"Mr. Chen, someone wants my life, and only you in Jiangzhou can save me now!" Elder Lin said.

"What exactly happened?" Chen Xuan frowned.

Although Elder Lin was no longer as formidable as he once was, with the reputation of Qingcheng Martial Arts School, no one would dare to mess with him, let alone kill him.

"It's my disciple!" Elder Lin's expression darkened.

"Disciple?" Chen Xuan was taken aback.

Then, Elder Lin slowly began to speak, his voice carrying a hint of coldness, "Back then, I studied in the provincial capital. After years of cultivation, I became a Half-step Grandmaster and gained the right to take disciples. I selected one disciple, whom I treated like my own child, cherishing him and teaching him all my lifelong knowledge."

"One evening, I invited my disciple to my home as a guest. However, after dinner, my disciple took liberties with my daughter while I was drunk. But at a critical moment, I sobered up and chased my disciple away. Afterward, I severed our master-disciple relationship."

"My disciple repeatedly apologized, wrote self-criticisms, and even knelt down to beg me. My heart softened, and I forgave him. However, I never expected this wolf cub to harbor resentment. He ambushed me while I was cultivating, leaving me with a lingering ailment. Later, my disciple caused trouble for me. At that time, my cultivation had significantly declined, while my disciple's strength had surged, only a step away from the Grandmaster realm. Fearing trouble, I left my sect!"

"Later, I went into hiding in Jiangzhou, not expecting him to still want to kill me!"

"Just today, he sent people to my Lin family, saying he would take my life tomorrow! He also said I should call everyone I could..."

Elder Lin was furious and wished he could slap that guy to death, but he was powerless.

That unfilial disciple was just a step away from becoming a Neijin Grandmaster back then. After so many years, he had probably already broken through to become a Neijin Grandmaster.

"I didn't expect there to be such a person. It's infuriating."

Chen Xuan was very angry. "Moreover, this guy is too arrogant, even coming to visit a day in advance. Does he really think there's no one in Jiangzhou?"

Elder Lin sighed, his expression slightly dim.

"I can't see through the strength of the people my disciple sent, but they are at least top-tier Half-step Grandmasters. I wonder if you have confidence?"

Elder Lin felt it was necessary to explain things clearly to Chen Xuan, in case Chen Xuan got implicated, which would not be good.

"Elder Lin, you can rest assured." Chen Xuan smiled.

Elder Lin was stunned and his expression became somewhat emotional. "My old life is in Mr. Chen's hands!"

The next day.

Chen Xuan drove Su Yunxi and Mo Xiaoxue to Medical God Pharmaceutical Industry. Afterward, he told Su Yunxi he had something to attend to and drove straight to Qingcheng Martial Arts School.

"Mr. Chen!"

Lin Lei, who was waiting outside Qingcheng Martial Arts School, rushed to greet Chen Xuan upon seeing him.

Now, the entire Lin family was counting on Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan nodded faintly. "Have the enemies' men arrived yet?"

"They said yesterday that they would come at ten o'clock this morning, so there's still some time."

A cold glint flashed across Lin Lei's eyes. He glanced at his watch and then made an inviting gesture. "Mr. Chen, please come inside and have a cup of tea."

Chen Xuan strode in.

Lin Lei followed closely behind.

There was no one in the living room. Lin Lei told Chen Xuan that Elder Lin had something to attend to and would be there shortly. Chen Xuan didn't mind and sat down.

Soon, Lin Lei had a servant bring in top-quality Imperial Dragon Well tea, and the aroma instantly filled the room.

Chen Xuan waited for a full three minutes. At this moment, a man and two women walked in, chatting and laughing.

The man was a middle-aged胖子 (pangzi - fat person), with a beer belly, wearing a blue suit and polished leather shoes, his face full of smiles.

The two women following him were both quite attractive. One had a ponytail, and the other had choppy hair. Both were dressed in combat attire, their skin not very fair, with a healthy, tanned complexion.

The woman with choppy hair looked a bit older, in her early thirties, mature and sexy. The woman with the ponytail was in her twenties, in her prime, youthful and beautiful.

"Second Brother?"

Chen Xuan showed a hint of vigilance. At this moment, Lin Lei looked at the middle-aged胖子, slightly startled and appearing somewhat surprised, and called out, slowly standing up.

This middle-aged胖子 was precisely Elder Lin's second son, Lin Li. He had no talent for cultivation and had been doing business in the Central Plains, becoming very successful with a net worth of over two billion.

"Third Brother?"

Lin Li also looked over and patted Lin Lei's shoulder. "Not bad, not bad. You've grown more spirited after not seeing you for a year, Lei'er."

"Second Brother, aren't you doing business in the Central Plains Province? Why are you back?"

Lin Lei couldn't help but ask.

Lin Li retorted with annoyance, "With someone coming to seek revenge on Dad, how could I not come back? I got the news yesterday and took a flight back from the Central Plains Province at midnight. I could have arrived earlier, but I was delayed because I had to pick up two friends."

Lin Lei nodded and then looked at the two women behind Lin Li, frowning. "These two are...?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Li chuckled, with a hint of pride. "Look, I forgot to introduce you."

As he said this, Lin Li paused, coughed twice, and pointed to the ponytail woman. "This one is called Zhao Xiaoyu, a Ninth-rank Neijin Master."

Lin Lei's eyes widened instantly, and he sized up Zhao Xiaoyu. "At such a young age, she's already at the level of a Ninth-rank Neijin Master?"

Zhao Xiaoyu appeared somewhat shy and nodded faintly. "Hello, my name is Zhao Xiaoyu."

"Hello, hello!" Lin Lei quickly greeted her.

Then, Lin Li pointed to the choppy-haired woman next to Zhao Xiaoyu, his tone becoming more composed. "This one is even more remarkable. She's called Mo Chou, Zhao Xiaoyu's senior sister. She is a genuine Half-step Grandmaster, and furthermore, one of the top tier. She's only a step away from becoming a Neijin Master!"

"You... hello..."

Lin Lei was so astonished that his jaw almost dropped. This woman was at most in her early thirties, how could she be so strong?

Compared to Zhao Xiaoyu's approachable demeanor, Mo Chou was a bit aloof. She simply nodded faintly, looking somewhat impatient.

Chen Xuan glanced at Zhao Xiaoyu and Mo Chou, and his brow furrowed.