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"Young man, I've been meaning to ask you your name," Zhao Fangqiu said with a cheerful smile.
"Jiang Chen."
"Xiao Jiang, I must say, you really are something! You managed to get someone from Shen Xue Men to take you into the mountains. That must have cost quite a bit, huh?" Zhao Fangqiu whispered.
"Cough, cough!"
Hearing this, Li Fushi, who was walking ahead, suddenly coughed. It was the first time he had heard someone call Jiang Chen "Xiao Jiang," and although this old man seemed quite familiar with Jiang Chen, he clearly didn't know him well at all.
Li Fushi cleared his throat a couple of times to steady himself and continued walking, pretending not to hear. He dared not speak freely about Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen smiled faintly, neither confirming nor denying.
Zhao Fangqiu thought he had hit the mark and continued, "Xiao Jiang, I never expected you to be so wealthy. A rich person taking a bus—young folks like you who are low-key and practical are truly rare these days. By the way, what do you think of my granddaughter Tingting?"
"Uh, she's quite nice," Jiang Chen replied politely. Although this old man talked a lot, he hadn't offended Jiang Chen or made him feel uncomfortable, so Jiang Chen wasn't inclined to treat him coldly.
"Do you remember what I told you? If you agree to become my disciple, you can marry my granddaughter this year," Zhao Fangqiu winked at Jiang Chen.
"Cough..."
Li Fushi nearly stumbled upon hearing this. This old man had some nerve! With such low martial arts skills, he dared to make such bold claims. He couldn't help but wonder how Zhao Fangqiu would react when he saw Jiang Chen's true abilities later.
In Shen Xue Men, a pair of siblings surnamed Lu turned their heads upon hearing Zhao Fangqiu's words. They exchanged glances with each other. Zhao Fangqiu thought he might have spoken too loudly and disturbed the prominent figures from Shen Xue Men. He quickly clasped his hands together in apology and said, "I’m sorry everyone; I’ll keep my voice down and won’t disturb you again."
The Lu siblings looked at each other with strange expressions but seeing that Jiang Chen didn’t mind, they decided not to comment further and turned back as if nothing had happened.
"Xiao Jiang, let’s slow down a bit and keep our distance from those people; otherwise, we won’t be able to chat freely," Zhao Fangqiu said as he pulled on Jiang Chen's sleeve, urging him to slow down and create some distance from Li Fushi and the others.
Once they were far enough away from Li Fushi and the others, Zhao Fangqiu felt free to persuade Jiang Chen without restraint.
He kept boasting about how impressive his Zhao Family Iron Sand Palm was and insisted on demonstrating it in front of Jiang Chen. Spotting a piece of Qing Yan by the roadside, he approached it and struck it with his palm, breaking off a corner.
"Very nice," Jiang Chen said with a smile of approval.
"Want to learn?" Zhao Fangqiu asked with a grin, as if inviting him to take up the offer.
"Not really," Jiang Chen replied with a chuckle.
"Grandpa, since he doesn't want to learn, there's no need to push him; it's just pointless," Zhao Tingting chimed in with an exasperated tone.
"Indeed, Brother Zhao. Martial arts cannot be forced; it requires fate," Ma Jie added awkwardly from the side. Although Zhao Fangqiu's Iron Sand Palm was hardly impressive, he felt it inappropriate to criticize his long-time friend.
"I have a great connection with Xiao Jiang; don’t you agree, Xiao Jiang?" Zhao Fangqiu said earnestly.
"It is quite a coincidence," Jiang Chen said with a faint smile.
"Since it is such a coincidence, why are you unwilling to be my disciple? Do you find me unworthy, or do you dislike my granddaughter?" Zhao Fangqiu said, putting on a displeased expression.
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