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"Because your Ancestor Hua Yuejin is quite reasonable, I'll break one of your arms tonight in his honor," Jiang Chen said casually, his attitude relaxed and carefree.
If Jiang Chen had spoken these words without taking action earlier, Hua Xu would have likely dismissed him with contempt. But now, with one arm broken, he was much more subdued.
His eyes flickered with uncertainty as Hua Xu showed signs of fear, no longer carrying himself with the same arrogance. One thought consumed him: this young man was not simple.
"Brother Hua, are you alright? You should hurry to the hospital; a severed arm can still be reattached," Gu Yu urged anxiously.
However, although Hua Xu was afraid, he was still a man who valued his pride. Having had his arm broken by Jiang Chen for no reason and not daring to utter a word in protest would ruin his reputation built over decades in the capital. An arm could be reattached, but a tarnished reputation could never be restored.
With a face shifting between anger and despair, Hua Xu finally spoke through gritted teeth: "You’ve hidden yourself well, but your arrogance shows you know nothing of martial arts etiquette. Do you really think that just because you are stronger than me, you can break my arm at will?"
"You seem to have forgotten what you just said. In martial arts, the weak are prey to the strong. You should thank me for sparing your life," Jiang Chen replied with a faint smile, his expression warm.
This casual demeanor while threatening to kill sent chills down everyone’s spine.
"But you overlook one important point: in this world, background matters greatly. In all of Huaxia, there are countless people who could kill me, but very few would dare to disregard the Hua Family behind me," Hua Xu said solemnly.
When one cannot intimidate their opponent directly, they often resort to invoking their background in hopes of instilling fear. This is human nature. The Hua Family was indeed a formidable backing; as Hua Xu said, there were few in Huaxia who would dare disrespect them.
But today, it was simply bad luck for Hua Xu that he encountered Jiang Chen, who belonged to that rare group of individuals.
"In my eyes, your Hua Family is no different from a bunch of worthless chickens and dogs. So don’t bring them up again. I’ll only give you one chance to save face for your Ancestor. If you don’t take the hint, next time it won’t just be an arm; it will be your head," Jiang Chen's voice turned serious as an imposing aura hung over him like a sword poised above Hua Xu's head.
"Fine! You have quite the audacity! Our Hua Family's century-long glory is not something you can tarnish. I’ll call for my Ancestor right now and see if you dare act so arrogantly in front of him!" Hua Xu declared, though his tone lacked its previous bravado.
Jiang Chen shook his head slightly; it seemed he wouldn't give up until he hit rock bottom.
"Then let me meet your Ancestor today. Hurry up and call him," Jiang Chen said with a calm smile.
Seeing Jiang Chen remain unfazed only made Hua Xu's heart race; could this kid’s background be even greater than the Hua Family? That thought terrified him, so he dared not dwell on it and could only hope that Jiang Chen was merely putting on an act.
Hua Xu took out his phone and dialed home. His brother, Hua Yuejin, rarely left seclusion and usually did not get involved in trivial matters.
"Big Brother, I've had my arm broken by someone who openly disrespects our Ancestor. You must bring our Ancestor here personally," Hua Xu said urgently over the phone.
The person on the other end was his elder brother, the current Clan Leader of the Hua Family, Hua Qian.
"What? Someone broke your arm? Who dares do that in the capital? They must be tired of living!" Hua Qian exclaimed in shock. He knew his younger brother well; although his martial arts skills were not particularly high, he was competent enough to navigate the complexities of life in the capital where no one dared to disrespect him.
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