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Jiang Chen had already made enemies by killing Hu Yuan. If he killed Dong Mingshui as well, the number of people he offended would only increase. No matter how powerful Jiang Chen was, having too many enemies would lead to trouble.
As expected, Jiang Chen's expression was not good.
"Ten seconds. Disappear from my sight," Jiang Chen said calmly.
His voice was abrupt, and Dong Mingshui, who had been ignoring him, was taken aback. He turned to Jiang Chen and scoffed, "Kid, who do you think you are? I advise you not to interfere with my pursuit of Miss Yue. Otherwise, I’ll toss you into West Lake to feed the fish."
"Dong Mingshui, I advise you not to provoke Mr. Jiang. Otherwise, you'll die a very ugly death," Yue Hui quickly warned.
But clearly, Yue Hui's warning was useless. Dong Mingshui had always been arrogant and felt untouchable in Hangcheng; how could he possibly regard Jiang Chen as a threat?
"Miss Yue, are you trying to scare me? With him? Even if I lent him a hundred times my courage, he wouldn’t dare lay a finger on me," Dong Mingshui sneered.
"Five seconds left," Jiang Chen said again.
"No need to count. I'm not leaving. What can you do about it?" Dong Mingshui laughed dismissively.
Yue Hui shook her head; there was nothing more she could do. If Dong Mingshui wanted to court death, who could stop him?
"Alright, time's up. Since you're not leaving, I'll send you on your way," Jiang Chen said. He wouldn't show mercy to such a troublemaker. With a swift motion, he slapped Dong Mingshui and sent him flying.
With a loud splash, Dong Mingshui flew out the window and landed in West Lake.
Because Yue Hui's grandmother was present today, Jiang Chen didn't want to commit murder; otherwise, that slap would have easily cost Dong Mingshui his life.
"You little brat! You dare to hit Master Dong!" A middle-aged man beside Dong Mingshui reacted angrily. He was Dong Mingshui's bodyguard, an Inner Strength Expert whom Dong Mingshui had hired at great expense. He had boasted that as long as he was around, no one could harm a hair on Dong Mingshui’s head. Now, however, he watched as Dong Mingshui was slapped away right in front of him.
"Just an Inner Energy practitioner dares to boast in front of me," Jiang Chen said as he made another move. Without any suspense, the bodyguard met the same fate as Dong Mingshui and was sent flying into West Lake.
"You dare hit me? I won’t let this go! My dad is the chairman of Lilon Group!" Dong Mingshui shouted while floundering in the water.
"Mr. Jiang, don’t pay attention to this trash; let’s go," Yue Hui said and instructed the crew to steer the boat away.
"Jiang Chen, you were too rough just now! That young man is no ordinary person; we can't afford to offend him," the elderly lady said with concern. In terms of strength and background, the Dong Family was even more formidable than the Yue Family.
"Grandma, it's fine. Let's continue enjoying West Lake," Jiang Chen replied with a smile. To him, such a wastrel was hardly worth considering; today he had spared his life. If he continued to be ungrateful and dared to provoke Jiang Chen again, he wouldn’t hold back next time.
Dong Mingshui and his bodyguard were rescued from the water. Holding his swollen cheek, which throbbed painfully from the slap, Dong Mingshui glared at Jiang Chen with deep hatred. In over thirty years of life, no one had ever dared to strike him like that.
"Weren't you supposed to be a martial arts master? How could you not handle a young man? Why did I hire you?" Dong Mingshui questioned angrily at his expensive bodyguard.
"Master Dong, that kid is also a Martial Artist; his strength is no joke. I underestimated him," the bodyguard quickly explained. After all, he was an Inner Strength Expert himself; being slapped away by a young man like Jiang Chen would be humiliating if it got out.
"Stop making excuses! You've disappointed me greatly! If you can't protect me, why did I hire you?" Dong Mingshui snapped impatiently.
"Don't worry, Master Dong, I will definitely avenge you. I'll call my senior brother right away," the bodyguard said, his tone indicating he could not swallow this humiliation.
"Who is your senior brother?" Dong Mingshui asked.
"My senior brother lives in Hangcheng. He has long retired from the Martial Arts World, but his skills are far superior to mine. He is a Master of Transformation and can project his Inner Energy to injure people from a distance. I will ask him to come to West Lake and teach that kid a lesson," the bodyguard replied.
"Then I'll give you another chance," Dong Mingshui said indifferently.
This bodyguard, a disciple of the Bagua Sect named Zhu Kaijun, had average talent but was diligent. After decades of practice, he had cultivated Inner Energy and could be considered a local expert. However, in the vast realm of Huaxia Martial Arts, where talents were abundant and heroes emerged continuously, his Inner Energy was insignificant compared to true masters. After leaving his sect and returning to the mundane world, he could only make a living as a bodyguard.
His senior brother, Liu Chaowu, was far more gifted and was over ten years older than him. In his forties, he had already reached Transcendence. However, due to family reasons, Liu Chaowu left the sect and moved to Hangcheng, where he opened a private martial arts school specializing in teaching Bagua Zhang and promoting the martial arts of their sect.
Now, Liu Chaowu was the President of the Hangzhou Martial Arts Association. His presence was often seen at martial arts exchanges in Hangcheng. However, modern martial arts were no longer about murder techniques; they primarily focused on health and fitness, a principle that Liu Chaowu as the association's president naturally adhered to.
Zhu Kaijun took out his phone and called Liu Chaowu, embellishing the story by saying that Jiang Chen not only injured him but also insulted their Bagua Sect. Naturally displeased by this news, Liu Chaowu valued his sect highly and would not tolerate outsiders humiliating it.
"Wait for me; I'll be there right away," Liu Chaowu said in a deep voice.
Upon hearing that his senior brother would come over, Zhu Kaijun hung up with excitement.
"Master Dong, don't worry! My senior brother's strength is ten times greater than mine; he will definitely teach that kid a harsh lesson," Zhu Kaijun assured.
Dong Mingshui's expression darkened as he ordered his boat to closely follow Jiang Chen's.
Yue Hui noticed Dong Mingshui trailing behind them and her expression immediately soured; it seemed Dong Mingshui was getting impatient with life.
Zhou Xuemei, Lin Jingzhu, and others also spotted the boat following closely behind them.
"Jingzhu, maybe we should leave first. Dong Mingshui is notorious in Hangcheng for being a spoiled rich kid. Since Jiang Chen just beat him up, he won't let it go easily; he'll definitely call someone for revenge. There's no need for us to get entangled with him," Zhou Xuemei said worriedly.
As a local of Hangcheng, she instinctively feared the Dong Family—a colossal entity in the area. The Dong Family had once been the richest in Hangcheng, but in recent years, due to rapid internet development, they had faced challenges and their wealth growth had slowed. Nonetheless, having once held such status meant their foundation was not something an ordinary family could compare with; even the Yue Family fell short in comparison. Not to mention Zhou Xuemei's family was just an ordinary household. To put it bluntly, the Dong Family could easily make her family suffer with just a flick of their fingers. Therefore, seeing Jiang Chen beat up Dong Mingshui made Zhou Xuemei anxious; she wasn't afraid of Dong Mingshui seeking trouble with Jiang Chen but rather worried about being implicated herself.
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