Father Chen saw that the fight had already begun at the recycle bin, and hesitated whether to go over and take a look. The three young masters were too powerful, and were more agile than some of the older kids who had been training in his body techniques dojo for years. Father Chen was stupefied.
But after thinking about it, Father Chen in the end didn't decide to step forward. Zhang Dezhi had sent a bodyguard to keep an eye on them, and judging from his aura, that bodyguard was at the Golden Core stage. He would always be there to keep an eye on things, and it was impossible for anyone to die.
Besides, Tiger Liang, this brat, was relying on his dad, Liang Heng, to bring a bunch of brats to smash and rob Xiaoling's mom's place, and even injure her. Father Chen got angry at the thought of it. This was a rare opportunity, and he had to give Tiger Liang a good beating no matter what.
That day, Super Chen and Wang Xiaoling were dumbfounded.
No matter how much they trained in the body techniques dojo, watching real sect disciples fight at such a close distance, especially the young masters of genuine sects, was an experience they had never had before.
Not all rich second-generation kids relied on their fathers to bully others like Tiger Liang.
Rich second-generation kids were relative, and there were rich second-generation kids at every level.
In their area, Tiger Liang was a rich second-generation kid.
But compared with Zhang Dezhi and the other sect leaders, the Liang family's Balance Magic Dojo was comparable to a "slum." The three young masters of the three sects were of high birth, and had received the best conditions from the moment they were born. Furthermore, they were bound to have received excellent training, and their physical qualities were far superior to those of their peers.
Father Chen sighed repeatedly. Zhang Pingru, the son of Tyrant Earth Sect's leader Zhang Dezhi, was only eight years old, but he was stronger than some of the eleven or twelve-year-old kids in their dojo.
The more superior a rich second-generation kid's family background was, the more education and effort they were likely to have received from a young age than ordinary people.
There was a good saying: Don't be afraid of other people having more money or being born into a higher family.
What you were afraid of was having more money, being born into a higher family, and working harder than you …
Father Chen was deeply shaken by this, and at the same time, it stimulated the young hearts of Super Chen and Wang Xiaoling, these two four-year-old kids.
…
That night, Father Chen called Xiaoling's mom, the three sect young masters and the accompanying bodyguard to a restaurant for dinner. Mother Chen was busy in the back kitchen. It wasn't appropriate to order takeout on this occasion, so she thought of making some home-cooked dishes for them to eat.
The three young masters originally had other training in the evening, but when they heard that it was Father Chen's invitation, Zhang Dezhi and the others in the fan group instantly agreed. In fact, this was all for Wang Situ's sake.
Since Father Wang had won the title of Best Author, Wet Nurse had attracted widespread attention in the cultivation forum, and the sect leaders of all the major sects were probing the mysteries of the book as if they were reading a research report.
Before dinner, everyone was sitting at the table nibbling on melon seeds. The three young masters from the three sects still sat very obediently, which made Father Chen feel the gap between their upbringing and that of others. But Father Chen wasn't anxious. Besides, Super Chen was only four years old, and was at the age when he was lively. After all, children were born this way.
"Thank you, everyone," Xiaoling's mother thanked them profusely.
To be honest, Xiaoling's mom was already mentally prepared for Tiger Liang to cause trouble today.
The burly bodyguard whom Zhang Dezhi had sent was called Zhu Jin. Some people called him Little Zhu, while others called him Ah Jin.
Zhu Jin smiled slightly and said, "Xiaoling's mom doesn't need to worry anymore, that brat has already received the lesson he deserves. Our three young masters didn't do anything this time; they just gave him a little punishment. "
"Oh my god! You call this a little punishment? That Tiger Liang is too miserable … "
Super Chen slapped his thigh. Recalling Tiger Liang's miserable state at noon, he couldn't help laughing.
Miserable …
Indeed miserable …
He had been sent flying with a kick at the very beginning, and it was as if he had been tossed a ball in the air for a whole five minutes before he fell. Tiger Liang's lackeys hadn't been of any help at all. When they saw the three young masters in this state, they had all scattered on the spot …
"That kid asked for it. Instead of learning what was good, he insisted on making trouble. And that father of his who instigated him behind the scenes is also despicable! "Father Chen said unhappily.
"Thank you, Chief Chen, but I'm afraid Liang Heng won't let it go …" Xiaoling's mom had a worried expression on her face. She hugged Wang Xiaoling next to her tightly, feeling that her daughter seemed to have gotten to know her a little better and had put on some weight.
"I know, Xiaoling's mom, I know his personality too well." Father Chen nodded.
"You don't need to worry."
Zhu Jin said, "Our three sect leaders have already sent lawyer letters to Balance Magic Center. If Chief Liang knows what's good for him, he won't come looking for trouble for the time being."
"Lawyer letters?" Father Chen was blank.
"That's right. After all, our three young masters were all injured at the same time …" said Zhu Jin.
"Where are they injured?" asked Father Chen.
"It's fine, they're just minor injuries." Ah Jin sipped his tea and said, "I used too much force when I hit Tiger Liang, and my fingernails cracked."
"Pfft …" Super Chen suddenly burst out laughing.
Father Chen and Xiaoling's mom were utterly shocked by Tyrant Earth Sect's operation. It was clearly Tiger Liang who had been beaten up, but in the end, the Liang family had received lawyer letters instead … there was actually this kind of operation?
In response, Ah Jin also laughed. "There's no such thing as absolute fairness in this world."
…
…
It had to be said that Super Chen was very good at socializing. In the span of a meal, he had become familiar with the three young masters, and they had even exchanged contact information. Although the three young masters were strong, Super Chen had his own strong point, and that was that he was becoming more and more eloquent … After all, he had been pursuing the "art of language" all this time.
Father Chen was very happy about this.
It was a rare opportunity to communicate with peers who were more skilled than him. Furthermore, the schedules of the three young masters were usually very full, and Super Chen had grasped this opportunity very well.
Super Chen roughly compared his plan for the day with that of the three young masters from the three sects, and only then did he realize that he really paled in comparison.
The number of lessons the three young masters had to learn in a day was more than Super Chen could have imagined. In particular, that eight-year-old Zhang Pingru was busy from six in the morning until two in the morning the next day, and only had four hours of sleep a day.
Magic logical thinking, body technique training, dodging and agility training, spirit qi breathing training … lessons big and small ran through his day.
Before Ah Jin took him away, Father Chen was surprised to see that Super Chen was actually wearing a young master's suit. It was a little too big, and Super Chen was still holding up the trousers and sleeves. "Super Chen, why are you wearing Pingru's clothes?"
"Pingru suggested it. He likes the Daoist clothes in our restaurant, so I found one that fits him and swapped with him," Super Chen said.
"You're so coquettish," Father Chen said.
"If the young master likes it, then let's swap. You must groom Head Chen's son well. His root bone is actually pretty good. Our sect has some unique bone-strengthening pills. Sect Head is busy today and couldn't come, so this is a gift! Someone will deliver it to you in two days! Chief Chen, please don't treat me like an outsider! "Ah Jin also smiled.
"Thank you! Paige! "As soon as Father Chen said this, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
He had wanted to call him "Little Zhu," but for some reason, his brain had gone haywire, and he had said the wrong name …
"Sorry, Ah Jin …"
"It's fine, Chief Chen, I'm already used to it …"
"…"
"So, people generally still like to call me Ah Jin. Little Zhu makes it easy to associate it with other places … "
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