Chapter 18: This "Master" Is Making a Fool of Your Family
Xiao Zhenbang was the first to regain his composure.
He looked at Ning Chen, his eyes narrowing, and his voice tinged with displeasure.
“What’s going on here?”
Ning Chen remained calm, glancing at the bodies on the ground. He answered lightly,
“The Black Fiend Hall’s Xiao Yunfei came looking for trouble, and I’ve already dealt with it.”
From start to finish, Ning Chen’s tone was relaxed and carefree, as if he were simply mentioning an ordinary matter.
But the content of his words was chilling.
He dealt with all these people by himself?
The members of the Xiao family exchanged glances, all visibly shocked, their expressions filled with disbelief.
After all, Black Fiend Hall was one of Jiangcheng’s most notorious underground forces.
Not only did they have many members, but they were also known for their ruthlessness.
It seemed impossible for one person to handle so many seasoned thugs from Black Fiend Hall.
“I think this kid is probably just bragging!”
“Look at him, he doesn’t even look like someone who has practiced martial arts. Even if he has some basic skills, dealing with ordinary people is fine, but Black Fiend Hall? Never!”
“Who would believe the words of a fool?”
…
Hearing the whispers around him, Xiao Longhai curled his lips and let out a cold laugh.
“Ning Chen, you really know how to boast!”
“I saw Young Master Xu just now. Black Fiend Hall probably ran away because they were afraid of the Xu family.”
Xiao Longhai sneered, “You’re quick to take credit for yourself. But the question is, do you have the ability to back it up?”
“You really have thick skin!”
Ning Chen raised an eyebrow and suddenly threw a punch!
In an instant, Xiao Longhai froze, staring at the fist coming towards his face.
The force of the punch whooshed through the air, making his face sting from the wind.
The members of the Xiao family were caught off guard, unable to react in time as Ning Chen moved.
However, before the fist reached Xiao Longhai’s face, it stopped.
Xiao Longhai’s lips trembled, his body soaked in cold sweat.
“I’ve been tolerating you for a long time.”
Ning Chen spoke indifferently, “You should consider yourself lucky to be born in the Xiao family, or I would have taken your life.”
A pungent, unpleasant smell suddenly wafted through the air.
Xiao Longhai crossed his legs and gritted his teeth, trying to put on a tough front.
“Ning Chen, you dare to strike at me…”
“And what if I do?”
This time, it was Xiao Tingcheng who spoke.
“You don’t need to consider my thoughts. If he says something like that again next time, just kill him.”
Xiao Tingcheng spoke nonchalantly, but her words sent a chill down Xiao Longhai’s spine.
“You…”
Xiao Longhai looked between them, feeling both furious and helpless.
“Old man, look at this. This is your good son-in-law. He talks about killing people so easily. I…”
Xiao Longhai looked pitiful, as if he were being wronged.
“Isn’t it chaotic enough already?”
Xiao Zhenbang glared at him, frustrated. He waved his hand impatiently, “The guests will be here soon. Hurry up and clean this up.”
“Don’t let anyone see the Xiao family’s disgrace!”
With that, he turned away, disinterested, and walked toward the manor.
Xiao Longhai had no choice but to shoot Ning Chen a hateful glare. His mood was extremely sour.
But since the old man had spoken, and there were guests coming, he didn’t dare to waste time.
Xiao Longhai sneered, then turned to the bodyguards, angrily ordering,
“What are you waiting for? Clean up this mess!”
“Understood!”
The bodyguards hurriedly began tidying up, fearful of angering him.
“Ning Chen, are you alright?”
Xiao Tingcheng walked up to Ning Chen, nervously scanning him up and down.
Ning Chen’s expression softened a little, and he shook his head.
“I’m fine. Those people couldn’t hurt me.”
“Still, you need to be cautious.”
Xiao Tingcheng frowned slightly, “I don’t ask for you to be rich or powerful. I only want you to stay healthy and safe.”
“Promise me, don’t do anything dangerous, alright?”
Xiao Tingcheng raised her delicate face, her eyes as gentle as water. Just one look seemed enough to make anyone lose themselves.
Ning Chen’s heart stirred as he thought of her unwavering support earlier.
His heart seemed to soften a little.
…
Not long after, a black extended Lincoln pulled up outside the Xiao family manor.
The car door slowly opened, and a tall bodyguard in a black suit stepped out first, standing respectfully by the car.
Then, an elderly man with completely white hair, standing tall and wearing a black Tang suit embroidered with golden thread, slowly emerged.
“Master Zhang, I’ve been waiting for you, eagerly!”
Xiao Zhenbang immediately led the Xiao family members out to meet him, walking quickly.
Xiao Zhenbang, with a beaming smile, approached the elderly man in the Tang suit and extended his hand for a handshake, his attitude exceedingly polite.
“Master Zhang, you’re too kind.”
Master Zhang smiled faintly, his hands behind his back, his attitude aloof and proud.
Xiao Zhenbang gestured for him to enter, saying enthusiastically,
“Master Zhang, we’ve prepared food and drinks at the house to welcome you. Let’s eat and chat.”
Master Zhang nodded indifferently, not declining the offer. With his hands behind his back, he walked forward.
Xiao Zhenbang hurriedly followed, signaling the rest of the Xiao family to follow as well.
Among the crowd, Ning Chen and Xiao Tingcheng walked behind.
Seeing Xiao Zhenbang’s respectful attitude, Ning Chen asked curiously,
“This Master Zhang, what’s his background?”
Xiao Tingcheng quietly replied,
“I also heard from my father. This Master Zhang, named Zhang Wenchang, is a well-known feng shui master. He’s also a collector of medicinal herbs.”
“We invited him over this time, most likely for those three hundred-year-old herbs.”
Ning Chen nodded thoughtfully.
Looking at this old man’s imposing presence, he really seemed like an expert.
In the reception hall.
Xiao Zhenbang invited Zhang Wenchang to take a seat. The two exchanged pleasantries while eating.
After a few words, Xiao Zhenbang was becoming impatient, eager to get to the point.
His eyes flickered quickly, and he cleared his throat, smiling,
“Master Zhang, I heard you have a century-old blood ginseng. Would you mind letting me take a look?”
“I knew it, this meal wouldn’t be that easy.”
Zhang Wenchang put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a napkin. He replied leisurely,
“Luckily, I was well-prepared. Please wait a moment, Xiao Family Head. I’ll have someone bring it to you.”
With that, Master Zhang made a hand gesture to his bodyguards.
The bodyguard turned and left, returning shortly with a red box in hand, holding it carefully.
Zhang Wenchang’s eyes gleamed with pride as he spoke,
“This box contains the century-old blood ginseng that I painstakingly gathered after much effort.”
He paused for a moment before looking at Xiao Zhenbang and chuckling,
“Xiao Family Head, I’ve already received ten calls today, all wanting to buy this blood ginseng.”
Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhenbang’s face quickly showed signs of panic. His tone became more urgent.
“Master Zhang, you promised to sell it to me, right?”
Zhang Wenchang smiled faintly,
“Xiao Family Head, don’t rush. I haven’t finished my sentence. Though many people have contacted me, I’ve rejected them all.”
“If it weren’t for your face, Xiao Family Head, at this point, this century-old blood ginseng would not have been available to the Xiao family.”
Xiao Zhenbang let out a relieved sigh and quickly clasped his fists in gratitude,
“Thank you, Master Zhang!”
“We, the Xiao family, will remember your kindness!”
He then asked with some concern,
“Master Zhang, may I take a closer look at the blood ginseng?”
Zhang Wenchang waved his hand confidently,
“Of course, feel free to take a look.”
Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhenbang immediately picked up the box and carefully examined it.
Inside the box lay a red ginseng root, clearly defined with roots, and its color a vivid crimson.
Xiao Zhenbang nodded approvingly and even gently waved his hand, sniffing the air.
The herbal scent was strong and unmistakable, confirming its authenticity.
After a thorough inspection, Xiao Zhenbang handed the box to Xiao Longshan.
“The aroma is unmistakable, and it’s a deep red, with thirteen roots—this should be at least 130 years old!”
Xiao Longshan’s tone was filled with
