"My dad has a weak heart and high blood lipids. The doctor said that he shouldn't be too agitated …"
Panicked, Wang Siyu rose to her feet to get the medicine.
Jiang He, however, said leisurely, "Don't panic. I have a way."
Directing his Nine Yang Technique, he sent a breath of True Qi over.
Chief Wang's complexion slowly returned to normal and his breathing stabilized. He then turned to look at Jiang He, asking in confusion, "Jiang He, what did you do to me just now? I felt a warm current entering my body. "
"…"
Jiang He gritted his teeth.
Why did it feel like Chief Wang was driving?
On the other hand, Wang Siyu appeared stunned and could not help exclaiming, "Inner strength and True Qi. You're rank-four now, Jiang He?"
"Yes."
There was nothing to hide, and Jiang He smiled. "I just ascended today as well."
"Rank-Four, rank-four …"
Wang Siyu muttered, before suddenly saying, "You've just ascended today and your True Qi is weak. How could you waste it like this? Your house isn't far from mine, so I'll just go back and get the medicine. "
Jiang He chuckled.
Weak True Qi?
But why did he feel that his body was full of True Qi? He could transfer another thirty to fifty breaths of True Qi, let alone one breath.
Though confused, Chief Wang could tell what was going on. Scowling, he barked, "What do you mean, Wang Siyu? So, Jiang He saved me with that … True Qi, and you think it's a waste? "
Be that as it may, Chief Wang's attitude had changed considerably.
He gave Jiang He a long look before glaring at Wang Siyu, barking, "Explain everything to me when you get back. Monsters, martial artists, superpowers … it's like a dream."
With that, he clasped his hands behind his back and headed out.
But when he reached the door, he stopped and pointed at Dumbo, barking, "You ungrateful ingrate. I've raised you for so long."
Dumbo turned and leaned against the wall, giving Chief Wang its back.
Stomping his feet in frustration, Chief Wang stormed off, cursing.
Inside the room, Jiang He and Wang Siyu stared at each other. After a while, Jiang He said, "Does that count as your dad agreeing to us?"
"Bleh!"
Wang Siyu cursed, her expression turning solemn as she asked, "What happened just now, Jiang He? I've checked the village over the past few days. Why would a Class-1 Vicious Beast suddenly appear? "
"That beast isn't from the village."
Jiang He mused to himself, "It must be the Sky Demon Cult."
"What?"
Wang Siyu promptly stood up and asked worriedly, "The Sky Demon Cult has their eyes on you?"
Gritting her teeth, she took out her phone and said, "I have to report this matter to the organization. You provoked the Sky Demon Cult because you were helping us out on a mission, so the organization must think of a way to solve this problem."
Jiang He did not stop him.
Wang Siyu got through the phone and communicated with her superior.
The higher-ups gave a reply.
They would deploy a martial arts expert to guard Jinyintan Village and arrange for the military and police to protect the entire village.
Moreover, the National Special Affairs Bureau would be responsible for all losses suffered by Jiang He's family.
Wang Siyu relayed the message verbatim to Jiang He, and paused before saying, "How about this? Your house has collapsed, so why don't you stay at my place for now? I heard from my dad that my brother's project has stopped for the time being and would be back in two days. He has a construction team under him, and they would help you build a house. "
"Your place?"
Jiang He chuckled evilly. "If I stay at your place, the whole village would be full of rumors in less than three days."
Such was the village.
Word would spread in minutes if something happened to anyone's house. Unlike the city, even if they were neighbors for years, they would not recognize each other.
Wang Siyu blushed and said, "Well, I'll have my dad vacate one of the village council houses. You can stay there for now."
"That won't be necessary."
Jiang He replied. "I could stay here for now. If push comes to shove, I could just pitch a tent in the yard."
He would not dare to leave.
Not even when he built a new house.
After all, there was a cash cow planted in the farm.
"By the way, Wang Siyu, ask around and see if my corn could be sold to your organization."
"Alright."
After a few more exchanges, Wang Siyu left with a worried look on her face.
Once Wang Siyu was gone, Jiang He returned to his room.
He stood in the yard and stared at the two collapsed houses for a long time, before suddenly yelling, "Dumbo, come out!"
With a wave of his hand.
Throwing the Demon Cat's corpse on the ground, Jiang He scowled and said, "Look for it. See where it came from!"
Dumbo sprawled over the Demon Cat's corpse and sniffed it before running out the door.
Meanwhile, the Three-Tails Demon Cat leapt up onto Jiang He's shoulder, meowing and acting cute.
Jiang He slapped the Three-Tails Demon Cat to the ground with a look of disgust. "Your mouth is full of blood. Come back and act cute after you're done."
He strode out to catch up to Dumbo.
Rage was burning in his eyes.
"That's too much!"
"The Sky Demon Cult is really too much!"
"All I did was kill a few of your rank-one Ferals, and you're already tearing down my house? Are you trying to let me live?"
Jiang He had read many similar novels.
He was very familiar with the methods of evil.
If he did not retaliate, there would be endless trouble in the future. Let alone having a good night's sleep, there was no telling when someone would stab him in the back.
"So …"
"So that I won't be ambushed when I go shopping."
"So that I can sleep in peace and have sweet dreams, I must retaliate!"
Ahead of him, Dumbo sniffed left and right, and soon arrived at the eastern end of the village.
Aside from huge cornfields, there were also many vegetable sheds. Further away were some pastures, where Li Fei's cattle and sheep breeding cooperative was located.
Meanwhile.
In a cornfield around a kilometer away from Jiang He.
A middle-aged man shrouded entirely in black robes was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
There was another person beside him.
He was wearing tracksuits and was short at around 1.6 meters. No one outside could see him at all if he stood in the cornfield.
Still, his aura was extremely fierce, and there was a scimitar hanging by his hip. He spoke in stiff Mandarin, "Did you miss?"
The middle-aged man in black robes replied hoarsely, "I did. That person is a little weird — he's actually keeping a rank-three Feral in his house."
"Oh?"
"He's a beast-tamer too? A martial artist suspected to be rank-three and a beast-tamer too? Interesting, interesting. "
"No, I would have sensed it if he was a beast-tamer." The black-robed middle-aged man's gaze suddenly shifted. With a whooshing sound, a ferocious dog that was as tall as a man darted through the cornfield to his side.
Placing his hand on the dog's head, he slowly closed his eyes.
Moments later.
He abruptly opened his eyes and exclaimed in surprise, "Oh no, that person is coming. Master Cordo, we have to get out of here."
The short man's name was weird.
Moreover, his appearance was also very strange.
He had a high nose and deep eye sockets, clearly a Xijiang native.
Drawing out his scimitar, he smiled sinisterly. "Why would a rank-three martial artist run? Kill him and cut off his head. Then, have your pet go on a killing spree in this village. That's the only way to create chaos and give the Holy Faith a chance to enter Xibei. "
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