The thirtieth of September, nine in the morning.
The chief's office of Lingzhou City's Martial Arts Department (MAD).
Duan Tianhe, who was on the phone, was all smiles, slapping his desk and laughing heartily from time to time.
Cheng Dongfeng's head poked in from outside the door, his face filled with surprise as he stared at Duan Tianhe, who had just hung up, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong, Old Duan?"
"You're not mad, are you?"
"I heard that your wife is moving to Lingzhou City soon … Are you upset?"
Duan Tianhe pretended not to hear Cheng Dongfeng's joke. He took a step forward and put both hands on Cheng Dongfeng's shoulders, his eyes seemingly burning with two luminous lights.
What?
Cheng Dongfeng unwittingly used his Eight Trigrams Steps to retreat, even bursting out his True Qi. If Duan Tianhe dared to do anything more outrageous, he definitely would not hold back.
"That's so satisfying, so f * cking satisfying. Old Cheng, you probably don't know what's happening in the martial arts world over the last few days, do you?"
Duan Tianhe was rather speechless. What's with that look?
I have a wife and I'm straight, alright?
He ignored Cheng Dongfeng's reaction and said with a smile, "Assistant Zhou just called and said that Minister Wang visited the Five Major Sacred Lands of Martial Arts in the past few days and made them bow their heads in a sweeping manner!"
"The five sacred grounds have agreed to provide some cultivation manuals to the MAD, while each of them would send a divine-tier elite to stand guard over a region. Moreover, the five sacred grounds would also send their disciples out into the world to train and cultivate."
"For real?"
Cheng Dongfeng exclaimed in delight. "Now that martial arts are becoming common, even middle-aged women buying groceries know about martial artists and Awakened. It would not be an exaggeration to say that every citizen practices martial arts, and the Five Holy Grounds have a long history. If they could provide some secret cultivation manuals, martial arts would definitely become a period of rapid development."
"If they really did send elites to stand guard over an area, it would definitely relieve the pressure on the military and the MAD, greatly reducing civilian deaths!"
Duan Tianhe returned to his desk and took a sip from his thermos cup filled with wolfberry tea. He smiled faintly and said, "These two points are indeed beneficial to the country and the people. Of course, the most exciting news is …"
He deliberately paused halfway through his words, hugging his teacup and slurping away without stopping, and only smiled when he saw that Cheng Dongfeng was getting impatient. "The five holy grounds would each offer some Secret Realm slots, and according to Deputy Zhou, the first batch of slots would be selected from the Martial Arts Department (MAD) and the military."
This time, Cheng Dongfeng was even more shocked.
However, after the initial shock, he frowned and calmed down. He said in a deep voice, "How precious are the slots to enter the Secret Realm? Even the disciples of the Five Great Holy Lands would have to pay a huge price to enter if they weren't from the core bloodlines, right? Would the Five Great Holy Lands be so kind? "
"I don't know."
Duan Tianhe said, "After all, the Five Great Holy Lands are martial arts forces in the country. Now that the country is in trouble, it's reasonable for them to do something, isn't it? By the way … contact Jiang He, the higher-ups have given him a slot to enter the Secret Realm. "
"Jiang He?"
Cheng Dongfeng muttered even as he whipped out his phone. "Jiang He said that he's going to Jiangnan. I wonder if he's home. I'll call and ask."
… …
In his sports car, Jiang He was half-asleep when he was woken up by his phone ringing.
He glanced at the caller ID and picked up the call. "Master Cheng, why did you call me so early in the morning?"
"Where am I?"
"I don't know either. I drove to Jiangnan last night and fell asleep just as I left the village … hold on, I'll go down and see if I can see where I am."
"…"
Cheng Dongfeng was silent over the phone.
Jiang He, on the other hand, opened the car door and got out. He looked around before looking up at the hotel up ahead, and could not help chuckling. "I'm already at Jiangnan. Autonomous cars are so cool — I woke up and the car parked itself in the hotel parking lot I booked. Wasn't it said that the roads are hard to drive on these days? Ferals are destroying everything, and I could easily be ambushed by Ferals driving at night, but I don't feel it at all … "
"…"
Cheng Dongfeng remained silent over the phone.
"By the way, why are you calling, Master Cheng? I'll be hanging up if there's nothing else … "
"Yes, yes."
Cheng Dongfeng then told him about the Secret Realm quota.
Jiang He had wanted to refuse at first, since the greatest benefit of entering a Secret Realm was the rapid improvement of cultivation and enlightenment towards the world … but he could solve those problems by farming.
Still, he agreed in the end.
"Alright. Since the Martial Arts Department (MAD) insists on giving me the quota, I'll reluctantly make the trip. I heard that Secret Realms are worlds created by elites, so it's good to take a look."
"…"
Cheng Dongfeng was silent once again.
What the heck?
Jiang He, on the other hand, was a little speechless. Could they have a proper conversation over the phone? Why was there no response after a few sentences?
After hanging up, Jiang He walked through the parking lot, but did not enter the hotel at once. Instead, he stood at the edge of the parking lot and studied his surroundings, finding that there were people coming and going on the streets, each of whom appeared to be in a hurry.
Moreover, some of the pedestrians had powerful qi and blood, clearly reaching the level of martial artists. Jiang He even noticed a rank-six, several rank-five, and a B-class Awakened entering the hotel behind him.
After all, the Caesar Hotel behind him was one of the best hotels in Jiangnan City. Many martial artists would naturally want to spend and enjoy themselves after earning money.
In his' memory ',' he 'was studying in Jiangnan City, and even delivered vegetables to the kitchen of this hotel when he was working.
Lighting himself a cigarette, Jiang He thought to himself, 'There are clearly more martial artists here at Jiangnan compared to Lingzhou City … but that's normal. Even if they are both cities, how could an eighteenth-tier city like Lingzhou City compare to Jiangnan?'
First of all, there was a huge disparity in population.
With a higher population base, there would naturally be more martial artists and Awakened. Moreover, there were many martial arts clans in Jiangnan, so it was normal for the number and quality of martial artists to be higher.
After finishing his cigarette, Jiang He was ready to head to the hotel to settle the paperwork.
His hair was a mess after sleeping in the car for an entire night. Jiang He, who had always been very particular about his personal appearance, wanted to wash up right away, and then …
Have breakfast.
He was a little hungry since he had eaten around six in the afternoon yesterday and slept until now.
Be that as it may, before Jiang He could take two steps, a shrill screech of brakes could be heard. Then, a yellow sports car drifted past Jiang He, brushing past him and stopping at a parking spot nearby.
Jiang He frowned, but decided not to pursue the matter.
After all …
He had seen too many of such clichés. Would it not be too cliché if he fussed over it?
And yet, when the car door opened, a mumble could be heard, "Damn it, do you have a death wish? Don't you have eyes?"
It was very quiet, but how could it fool Jiang He?
Jiang He was about to blow up the sports car with a single punch, when the youth dressed in a suit and leather shoes who got out of the car exclaimed, "What the hell! You're … Jiang He?"
？？？
Jiang He turned towards the youth, utterly confused.
This guy …
Knows me?
The youth frowned after he exclaimed, and turned towards a seductively dressed beauty who was with him. "Hold on …" he exclaimed in surprise, "They didn't invite Jiang He to this class reunion, did they? Why is he here? "
Jiang He: "…"
What the hell!
Class reunion?
Luxury car and beauty?
Was the plot that cliché?
A memory surged in Jiang He's mind. He stared at the youth's face for seconds and found it familiar, but he had no impression of the seductively dressed beauty at all. She had an awl-like face that was clearly under the knife, and he would not have recognized her even if he knew her before.
Since they were 'classmates', it might not be appropriate to blow up their car. Still, Jiang He did not want to get involved in such a cliché, and so promptly said, "Sorry, you've got the wrong person. I'm not Jiang He."
He turned to leave.
But this scene …
In the youth's eyes, it was a scene of a 'down and out classmate who was too ashamed to acknowledge his successful self'. After all, Jiang He was indeed a little unsightly, with messy hair and wearing a tracksuit that cost who knows how much … did he not look like it?
The youth caught up to him and put his arm around Jiang He's shoulder, smiling. "Stop pretending. You're Jiang He. What? How long has it been since we graduated, and our school hunk already doesn't recognize his former classmate? "
I … what the hell!!!
Jiang He clenched his teeth.
Then, the youth added, "Although we didn't invite you to our class reunion, let's have a get-together since you're here. Don't worry … I know your family is poor, so you won't have to pay for the reunion."
A vein bulged on Jiang He's forehead.
The youth appeared to be very pleased by Jiang He's angry look, and pulled the seductive woman aside with a cold smile. "By the way, do you remember Liu Xue? Back when you were the school hunk, she even wooed you. "
The seductive woman giggled coquettishly and leaned into the youth's arms, pouting coquettishly, "Oh, Young Master Wang, why would you mention my embarrassing past? I was blinded by lard back then, that's why I fell for …"
Slap!
Jiang He slapped the seductive woman with a backhand, knocking her to the ground.
Clutching her face, the woman screamed at the top of her lungs, "Aaaaah! My nose! I spent a hundred thousand to get my nose made … ah … my eyes … I spent eighty thousand to get my eyelids cut!"
Jiang He added a kick to knock her out, and only then looked up at the youth.
The youth's face dropped, and he barked fiercely, "How dare you, Jiang He …"
Slap!
Jiang He slapped 'Young Master Wang' or whatever to the ground again, before riding him and punching him several times. Though he did his best to control his strength, he still beat 'Young Master Wang' into a pig's head.
Rising to his feet, Jiang He whipped out a piece of tissue paper to wipe his hands and nonchalantly threw it at Young Master Wang's face, laughing coldly. "I've already told you that you've got the wrong person. I'm not Jiang He, and yet you still hurt me with your words. Do you really think that I, Jiang He, am made of clay?"
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