Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation - Chapter 142

“That guy wanted to get construction projects in Yangcheng. He and his father came to my house with gifts to see my dad!” Liu Wenhong shook his head, his face full of arrogance and disdain. “He was completely delusional! Thinking he could curry favor with my dad with just a few bottles of Moutai? How ridiculous!”

Liu Wenhong’s face was a mask of scorn. “I kicked him out like he was a stray dog! Threw the Moutai right in the trash! Scared the guy so much he almost knelt down and begged me!”

Nearby, Shen Le’s face was ashen, his eyes filled with humiliation and resentment. It seemed what Liu Wenhong said was likely true.

“Oh, is that so?” Jiang Tian frowned slightly, feeling the first stirrings of anger gathering in his chest.

Liu Wenhong added fuel to the fire, boasting smugly, “But now that I know he’s connected to you, I feel like I might have been a bit rude. If he still wants a project, you can both come plead with my dad. No need for gifts. I’ll tell my dad to make an exception for you!”

Jiang Tian said calmly, without changing his expression, “Go back and tell your father that from now on, all the projects he invests in will go to Shen Le.”

Liu Wenhong stared in disbelief for a moment, then his face twisted with contempt. “Jiang Tian, who do you think you are? Are you insane? Do you really think you can decide that?”

Jiang Tian smiled faintly. “Whether I can decide or not, you can ask Young Master Tang, or ask your father.”

“Also,” he continued, “stop harassing Qianru. She has no interest in you.”

“Bullshit!” Liu Wenhong slammed his hand on the table and stood up, pointing angrily at Jiang Tian. “I don’t care what your relationship with Zhao Qianru is! You little loser, stay away from her! Otherwise, I’ll make sure you’re finished!”

“Liu Wenhong, show some respect! In Linzhou, Jiang Tian has connections with people like Zhou Zhenghao and Long Gaitian!” Shen Le retorted, slamming the table himself. He could tolerate insults towards himself, but he couldn’t stand anyone disrespecting his good friend Jiang Tian.

“Hah! Zhou Zhenghao? Long Gaitian? They’re nothing!” Liu Wenhong’s face was filled with pride and mockery. “Compared to my uncle Tang Zhenye and my cousin Tang Shaoze, they’re not even worth shit!”

Chu Yuwei looked on with disdain and sneered, “Jiang Tian, how can you possibly stand up to Liu Wenhong? Don’t let his age fool you. He’s Tang Zhenye’s nephew. You might have some pull in Linzhou, but this is Leizhou!”

The fall of the Wei family, masters of Lingnan arts, had caused a big stir, but it was ultimately too distant for someone like Chu Yuwei, a girl from a comfortably-off but ordinary family. Seeing the news, they might just mutter, “Oh, the Wei family fell,” and move on without delving into the truth or understanding Jiang Tian’s role in the upheaval.

In Chu Yuwei’s eyes, Jiang Tian was just a fraud who managed to fool people up in Jiangbei. But if he ran into real power players down here in Jiangnan, he’d surely be forced to his knees. After all, even the Tang family in Linzhou couldn’t afford to offend the Tang family of Yangcheng, let alone the entire Jiangbei region.

“Young Master Liu invited Zhao Qianru, not you! Get out!”
“Yeah, you and that loser Shen Le tagging along just embarrasses us!”

Having accepted Liu Wenhong’s hospitality, the classmates all sided with him, vying to criticize Jiang Tian, their arrogance reaching its peak.

“If you don’t get lost right now, I’ll have my cousin break your legs!” Thinking he had the upper hand, Liu Wenhong pointed at Jiang Tian’s nose, issuing a domineering threat.

“Wenhong, you’re here?” Just then, a rich baritone voice sounded. A few impressive-looking young men walked in through the restaurant entrance.

“Cousin, I brought some classmates over to hang out,” Liu Wenhong said, seeing who it was. Feeling even more empowered, he scurried over, all smiles.

“Is that Young Master Tang Shaoze?”
Everyone looked at Tang Shaoze, their eyes shining with admiration.

“So handsome, such presence! Now that’s a true top-tier young master!” Chu Yuwei’s beautiful eyes sparkled as she murmured her admiration under her breath.

Liu Wenhong suddenly shot a cold glance at Jiang Tian and pointed. “This guy, Jiang, is the brother-in-law of the girl I like, but he’s trying to hit on her himself! Help me teach him a lesson, break his legs—”

His pointing finally made Tang Shaoze focus on Jiang Tian. His smile instantly froze on his face, vanishing completely.

The next moment, his knees involuntarily went weak. Thud! He fell to his knees, his voice trembling. “I didn’t know Master Jiang was here! I failed to welcome you properly! Please forgive my negligence…”

After over a month of careful recuperation, Tang Shaoze had finally been able to walk again and had resumed his normal work. But the mere thought of Jiang Tian sent chills down his spine, afraid he might incur his wrath again. He had even shifted his business focus to Leizhou, in the southernmost part of Lingnan, thinking that putting more distance between himself and Jiang Tian might make him safer.

Having his legs brutally broken had been truly agonizing.

He had come to the resort at noon today with a few business partners to discuss a real estate project. Hearing that his cousin was also here, he decided to stop by. But he never expected, by such a coincidence, to run into Jiang Tian even here in Leizhou.

“What? Young Master Tang is kneeling to Jiang Tian?”
Everyone was utterly dumbfounded, rooted to the spot in shock.

Isn’t this guy a loser? How is Tang Shaoze kneeling to him? This is unbelievable.

Jiang Tian didn’t even glance at him, leisurely eating his grilled oysters. He nodded calmly and said, “Oh… You Tang family members are all quite skilled at chasing women, it seems.”

“Brother, what are you doing? This guy is a live-in son-in-law of the Zhao family! Trash! He’s in the earthworks business with Shen Le!” Liu Wenhong asked, still not comprehending the situation.

Tang Shaoze felt like crying but had no tears. He was terrified of Jiang Tian. At the inner banquet of the Extreme Pleasure Feast, Jiang Tian had ordered his legs broken. And even after that, his father had said Master Jiang had been merciful; otherwise, he could have killed him, and no one could have done a thing about it.

Yes, Jiang Tian was bulletproof, had charged through flames to burn Mo Haoxiong to ashes, killed the young adept Wei Peng with a single glare, and withstood the energy of ten li of land to kill the master of arts, Wei Shuofeng!

That kind of power, that ability, that ruthless ferocity, was deeply branded into Tang Shaoze’s mind. He would never forget it for the rest of his life.

The mere thought of it made him shiver all over.
The mere thought of it robbed him of his appetite and sleep.
The mere thought of the Ghost-Footed Killer breaking his legs made his bones ache with phantom pain.

And now, this clueless cousin of his had set his sights on Jiang Tian’s sister-in-law and was shooting his mouth off! Was he trying to get them all killed?

“Shut your mouth!” Tang Shaoze erupted in shock and fury. He sprang up and slapped Liu Wenhong hard across the face, making his nose bleed profusely.

“Cousin, why did you hit me?” Liu Wenhong was disoriented, holding his cheek, full of confusion and bewilderment.

Tang Shaoze gnashed his teeth, his eyes blazing with anger. “You stupid dog! Have you lost your mind? How dare you speak to Master Jiang like that!”

With that, Tang Shaoze hurried over to Jiang Tian, bowing respectfully with his hands clasped. “Master Jiang, my young friend here has a foul mouth and has offended you. Don’t worry, I will definitely deal with him properly!”

The onlookers were utterly confused. A live-in son-in-law of the Zhao family, in the earthworks business… why did Tang Shaoze need to show him such respect?

Only Chu Yuwei’s eyes widened in horror, a cold sweat breaking out on her skin as understanding dawned.

So Jiang Tian is the Master Jiang they were talking about!
It’s not just that the Tang family respects him…
He’s actually powerful enough to suppress the entire Lingnan region, making all the top young masters of Yangcheng fear him!

“Alright, keep it down. Don’t let anyone else know I’m here. I just want to spend a couple of days relaxing with my sister-in-law,” Jiang Tian waved his hand and said dismissively.

“Of course, of course. I’ll arrange everything properly!” Tang Shaoze kept bowing, slowly backing away.

“This Liu Wenhong has repeatedly disrespected me. Kill him.” Jiang Tian’s tone was light, as if he were talking about squashing an ant.

“Do it!” Tang Shaoze whipped his head around, glaring fiercely at his stunned bodyguards and snarling through clenched teeth.

Damn it, if we don’t kill him, I’m probably the one who’ll end up dead! What are you waiting for?

“Yes, sir!” The several attendants immediately swarmed forward, dragging out the petrified Liu Wenhong like he was a chicken.

“Master Jiang, I was wrong! Spare me, please!” Liu Wenhong struggled and begged all the way out, tears streaming down his face. But Jiang Tian just silently kept eating, not even glancing his way.

“Ah! Ah! It hurts so much!”
A moment later, two blood-curdling screams came from outside, followed by an eerie silence.

Chu Yuwei jumped in fright. She hesitantly moved closer to Jiang Tian, her voice trembling. “J-Jiang Tian, I’m sorry, I just now…”

“Everyone, relax. Since you’re Qianru’s classmates, you’re my friends. I’m usually quite easygoing…” Jiang Tian didn’t even look at her. He raised his glass towards the other terrified, silent classmates and nodded with a smile.

‘Easygoing’ your ass!
‘Kills without blinking!’
‘A great demon king!’

The students trembled uncontrollably, unanimously turning their heads away, not daring to meet the gaze of this terrifying figure.

After the meal, under the stunned gazes of everyone, Jiang Tian and Zhao Qianru moved into Lakeside Villa No. 1. Even Shen Le and Zheng Li moved into Villa No. 8.

“Brother-in-law, you’re so awe-inspiringly powerful! From now on, none of those guys will dare harass me!” Zhao Qianru laughed triumphantly, her lovely figure splashing in the water of the rooftop outdoor swimming pool.

Under a sun umbrella, Jiang Tian, dressed casually, lay on a lounge chair, idly flipping through a book on traditional Chinese medicine. “That’s not necessarily a good thing. I saw a couple of decent-looking guys among them,” he remarked lightly.

“Pfft! How can they compare to you, brother-in-law? If I’m not going to date anyone, fine. But if I do, I’ll find someone just like you!” Zhao Qianru declared with determination.

“Well, that might be rather difficult. This little sister-in-law is really something…” Jiang Tian could only shake his head and smile wryly, sighing helplessly.

For the next two days, Jiang Tian, Zhao Qianru, Shen Le, Zheng Li, and the others enjoyed themselves at the Thousand Island Lake resort, washing away their fatigue before driving back.

On the return journey, Chu Yuwei and Zhao Qianru’s other classmates were somber and silent, cautiously keeping their distance from Jiang Tian, their eyes full of wariness.

Jiang Tian paid them no mind, thinking peacefully, “There shouldn’t be anything else coming up now. I’ll focus on cultivating, reach the fourth level as soon as possible, and break through to the middle stage of Qi Refining. Then, it will be time to go back to Qixia County for a visit.”

He looked out the window at the passing scenery, a cold glint flashing in his eyes as he murmured,

“To all those who bullied my parents and coveted the Jiang family in my past life… I hope you’re prepared to die.”