For Jiang He, Wang Shaoyu's matter was merely a small diversion in his journey to Jiangnan.
Waving his hand, gesturing for Wang Shaoyu, who was kneeling in front of him, to leave, Jiang He returned to his room.
"What's going on?"
Qin Fan furrowed his brows and looked at Wang Gang. Wang Gang wiped the sweat off his forehead and felt his throat dry. His voice was a little hoarse as he said, "Chief Qin, I will give you an explanation later."
He then left to deal with outside matters.
As for his son …
Needless to say, he would not be spared a beating when he returned home. As for his son's classmates …
"Send Zhou Yu to the hospital first. Mister Jiang had a sense of propriety and his injuries aren't serious. I'll think of a way to help him recover as soon as possible."
Even the leaders and employees of the hotel had been startled by the commotion, and Wang Gang and the hotel had negotiated compensation.
One must say that Wang Gang had some skill to be able to become the chief of intelligence at the Martial Arts Department (MAD) of Jiangnan City, and soon settled everything.
After that, Wang Gang clenched his teeth and nervously entered Jiang He's room, offering him a fist-palm salute and bowing respectfully. "Mister Jiang, I apologize on behalf of my son."
Jiang He waved him off, saying, "I didn't take it to heart. He was the one who mocked me first, and I've taught him a lesson, so we're even. Still, as your son's former classmate, I'd like to give you a friendly reminder …"
"Your son's personality must be changed. If he can't, he won't just get beaten up if he provokes others."
Not daring to say anything, Wang Gang nodded. "You're right, Mister Jiang. I'll have him reflect on his mistakes behind closed doors when we get home."
With that, Wang Gang sneaked a look at Qin Fan and Long Mountain Lin, before respectfully leaving the room.
Inwardly, he was clenching his teeth in frustration!
"That wretched thing! I'm going to break that unfilial son's legs when I get back!"
…
"Mister Jiang, Elder Lin, Chief Lin."
"I'm busy with work at the bureau, so I'll be heading back. I'll treat everyone to dinner tonight." Soon, Qin Fan left as well.
Only Jiang He, Lin Tianzheng, and Long Mountain Lin were left in the room.
After chatting for a while, Jiang He asked about the auction. Long Mountain Lin had been unconscious for almost three months and only woke up today, so he naturally did not know about the auction.
Lin Tianzheng said, "It's like this, Mister Jiang …"
"Hmm?"
And yet, just as Lin Tianzheng opened his mouth, Long Mountain Lin snorted coldly and barked, "You unfilial son. Jiang He and I are brothers, and yet you still call him Mister Jiang?"
Lin Tianzheng's face was red as he stammered for a long time, before saying in a low voice, "Uncle Jiang …"
"You're a big man, why are you acting so bashful? What have I taught you before? "
Lin Tianzheng had a look of exasperation as he berated, "Louder."
Needless to say, this old man's temper was quite interesting.
After he woke up, he felt like old friends with Jiang He, and even changed from 'Mister Jiang' to 'Brother Jiang He'.
In turn, Jiang He addressed him as Old Bro Lin.
It seemed that Lin Tianzheng addressing him as' Uncle Jiang 'was reasonable.
Still, Jiang He found it weird no matter how he thought a middle-aged man who was almost fifty years old calling him 'uncle', and quickly said, "Please don't do that, Chief Lin. You're a senior in the martial arts world, and I should be the one calling you uncle."
Delighted, Lin Tianzheng replied courteously, "You flatter me, not at all."
And yet, Long Mountain Lin quietly said, "Jiang He calls me brother. Would you dare to agree to him calling you uncle? Why don't I call you father instead? "
Lin Tianzheng's smile was as ugly as if he had eaten a fly.
Knowing his father's temper very well, he could only go along with Lin Tianzheng and say, "Dad, please don't say that. You and Uncle Jiang hit it off at first sight and address each other as equals, so it's only right for me to call him uncle."
Unable to decide whether to laugh or cry, Jiang He said, "Old Bro Lin, let's just talk about our differences. The people in our village are always like that."
As he spoke, he turned towards Lin Tianzheng and asked, "How about this, Bro Lin?"
Still, Jiang He felt weird after he said that. Wasn't that lowering Long Mountain Lin's seniority to his son's level for no reason? Hence, he promptly said, "Forget it, just call me uncle. Age doesn't matter in terms of seniority, and there are even white-bearded old men in our village who call youngsters uncle."
Lin Tianzheng was dumbstruck.
He did not bring up that aspect again. Instead, he talked about the auction and said, "The auction this time is jointly organized by the Murong clan, the Dragon clan, and the Wei clan. It's considered the first public auction of various martial arts resources since the revival of spirit qi."
Long Mountain Lin then said, "With the Revival of Qi and the rise of martial arts and the awakening of superhumans, martial arts resources are fated to be a huge cake. The Murong clan, the Long clan, and the Wei clan have a long history, and they have the ability to do so."
Beside them, Jiang He was utterly confused.
The Murong clan, the Long clan, the Wei clan …
Truth be told, he had never heard of any of them. As a martial arts newbie who had only practiced for a few days and a month, how would he know about the martial arts clans that had centuries of history?
Either way, it sounded impressive. It was said that every member of the three clans practiced martial arts and had rank-eight or even rank-nine martial artists watching over them. Moreover, their centuries of history had allowed the three clans to accumulate endless wealth, and they were definitely rich.
According to Long Mountain Lin, there were a few other martial arts clans across the nation, with some being strong and some having divine-tier or Void-tier elites among their ancestors.
"By the way, I heard that the three clans had even put up a Spatial Ring and a tuft of Sword Will Barrenwort to increase the fame and attractiveness of the auction."
Lin Tianzheng suddenly said.
A Spatial Ring?
Jiang He's gaze twitched. Beside him, Long Mountain Lin abruptly rose to his feet and exclaimed in disbelief, "Sword Will Barrenwort?"
"That's right."
"I've confirmed that the Sword Will Barrenwort is not a gimmick. The three clans are really going all out this time. Dad, you are an elite of the sword and have a profound understanding of sword will. If you could bid for the Sword Will Barrenwort, there is hope for you to perfect your sword will."
Lin Tianzheng's eyes twinkled and he said somberly, "Once your sword will is perfect, your chances of reaching divine-tier would increase by at least a few percent!"
Long Mountain Lin paced around, but eventually gritted his teeth and said, "I'll fight for the Sword Will Barrenwort. There aren't many rank-eight and rank-nine elites in the Hua Nation right now, so there's hope in fighting for it."
He then offered Jiang He a fist-palm salute and said, "Brother Jiang He, I'm going to raise the money. We'll meet again at the auction tomorrow."
With that, father and son left in a hurry. It was only after they were gone that Jiang He abruptly slapped himself on the forehead and said, "Damn it, this memory of mine … Elder Lin is an elite who grasped the Boundary of Wills too. I should have asked him about thunder will …"
It would not be good to give chase now.
Jiang He thought about it …
"Forget it, I'll ask when I meet him at the auction tomorrow … now that I have the Boundary of Wills, I just need two portions of rank-nine Feral meat to level up my farm."
Jiang He checked the time.
It was already past four in the afternoon before he knew it. Taking out a boxed lunch to have his dinner ahead of schedule, he then left the hotel and climbed into his sports car.
"Destination: Chongming Island!"
Jiang He issued a voice command in the car.
Since the auction would only be held tomorrow night and sleeping in the hotel was boring, he could seize the opportunity to slay that Black King Drake or whatnot on Chongming Island and gather all the materials he needed to level up his farm.
Unbeknownst to Jiang He, he had just left Jiangnan City base and was on his way to Chongming Island …
At the Jiangnan Martial Arts Department (MAD), Wang Gang was delivering a report to Qin Fan.
With a somber look on his face, Wang Gang somberly said, "Chief Qin, someone in the wildlands has captured images of thunderclouds covering Chongming Island, as well as a phenomenon hanging in the air … that vermin might have ascended!"
Qin Fan's face dropped and he exclaimed, "Contact HQ and General Zhao of Jiangnan's military base immediately. Once the Black King Drake metamorphoses into a Feral King, it would definitely cause a Feral Swarm around Chongming Island!"
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