Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation - Chapter 63
“Xianya, don’t say that…”
Li Bokai’s arm tingled where Zhou Xianya’s soft, warm fingers brushed against him. His heart raced—this was the first time she had ever taken his hand voluntarily!
Blood surged through his veins with excitement as he vowed:
“If you like this place, I’ll talk to Third Master Tang later. He respects my father—I can get you in anytime! You might even meet Old Master Tang and Miss Tang!”
“Really? That’s amazing!”
Zhou Xianya was overjoyed. Take that, Zhao Xueqing! That plain little girl would never get such an opportunity.
She gazed at him with feigned tenderness. “Bokai, you’re so good to me. I’m really touched.”
“I’ll treat you well for the rest of my life. Later, when we meet Master Jiang, we’ll ask him directly—”
“Mhm, thank you…”
She nodded sweetly, then suddenly frowned. “How old is this ‘Master Jiang,’ anyway?”
“I’ve never seen him, and my father didn’t say.”
Li Bokai scratched his head awkwardly. “He’s a reclusive master. When my father invited him to the Li family estate, he refused. But with his level of skill, he must be at least sixty!”
“Just remember—if you see an old man around sixty with an immortal-like aura, treat him with utmost respect!”
“Bokai, you’re so smart!” Zhou Xianya gushed, planting a quick kiss on his cheek.
Li Bokai’s heart soared.
“Wait—how did those two get in here?”
Zhou Xianya’s eyes narrowed as she spotted Jiang Tian and Zhao Xueqing strolling out of an elegant courtyard, followed by an elderly man.
“Bokai! That’s the bastard who broke my brother’s leg!”
She stormed toward Zhao Xueqing, shrieking: “You trash! Stop right there!”
…
“Xueqing, now that the Skin-Renewing Ointment is finished, you should take a vacation. Come relax here for a few days,” Jiang Tian said with a smile.
“It wasn’t my research—it was all your work!” Zhao Xueqing laughed softly.
Suddenly, Zhou Xianya charged at them, screaming insults.
“Who are you calling ‘trash’? Watch your mouth!” Zhao Xueqing’s face turned icy.
“Respect? What’s there to respect? You’re a nobody, and your husband’s a worthless loser!”
Zhou Xianya sneered. “How could trash like you get into a high-class place like this? You must’ve sneaked in to steal something!”
“You’re disgusting! The Tang family invited us!” Zhao Xueqing shot back, her voice sharp.
“Liar! Get out!”
Zhou Xianya lunged forward, trying to shove Zhao Xueqing out and humiliate her.
Seeing her attack, Jiang Tian called out calmly: “Old Ghost.”
“At your service, Master!”
Gui Jiao Ti sprang forward like lightning, intercepting Zhou Xianya with a series of fluid kicks—his signature Twelve Paths of Tan Leg technique.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Three precise strikes sent Zhou Xianya flying. She crashed to the ground, gasping in pain, her face pale and covered in dust.
“Wow! That was incredible!” Zhao Xueqing’s eyes widened in amazement.
The old man’s movements were like something out of a martial arts film—graceful, powerful, and effortless.
“Ah, this humble servant’s skills are nothing compared to the Master’s!” Gui Jiao Ti bowed deeply, though his smug grin betrayed his pride.
Nowadays, I’m no ordinary lackey—I serve Master Jiang! If I didn’t fight well, I’d embarrass him!
“Ahem, don’t I look cooler when I fight?” Jiang Tian teased, though inwardly pleased.
Good—Xueqing’s starting to appreciate martial arts. She’s not as rigid as I thought.
“You old bastard! How dare you hit my girlfriend!”
Li Bokai, seeing Zhou Xianya’s humiliation, charged in fury, his fist aimed at Gui Jiao Ti’s face.
His punch carried enough force to crack stone.
“This old man’s dead! Bokai’s going to kill him!”
Zhou Xianya clambered up, gleefully anticipating the old servant’s demise.
“Hmph. A mere Inner Energy novice?”
Gui Jiao Ti smirked, hands behind his back. With a single kick, he sent Li Bokai flying—straight into Zhou Xianya, knocking them both down again.
“What the—? Is this old man a god?!” Zhou Xianya stared in disbelief.
Li Bokai, whom even tycoons treated with reverence, had been defeated in one move?
“You’re dead, old man! My father will destroy you!” Li Bokai wheezed, clutching his chest. “My father is Li Zhenwei!”
Gui Jiao Ti froze. Wait—Li Bokai? Li Zhenwei’s son?
The last time he’d seen the boy was a decade ago. No wonder they hadn’t recognized each other.
Normally, he’d spare a friend’s son. But offending Master Jiang?
Master Jiang is like a deity descended to earth. His dignity is absolute!
“Arrogant fool!” Gui Jiao Ti barked. “Even your father would kneel before Master Jiang! How dare you raise a hand against him!”
“What Master Jiang? Where?” Li Bokai looked around, baffled.
Zhou Xianya, however, was too enraged to care. She pointed at Jiang Tian and screeched:
“You think you can hit me and get away with it? Just wait! My father’s meeting Master Jiang right now! I’ll have Master Jiang kill you—rip you to pieces!”
“Oh? Try it.” Jiang Tian’s gaze turned glacial.
You’re hiring someone to kill me? Little do you know—the ‘Master Jiang’ you’re begging for is me.*
“This is hilarious!” Zhao Xueqing suddenly burst out laughing. “She’s hiring Jiang Tian to kill Jiang Tian! What is she thinking?”
…
“Announcing: Tang Guozhu, accompanied by Tang Wannian and Tang Linglong, requests an audience with Master Jiang!”
“Announcing: Zheng Guangsha, accompanied by his niece Zheng Li, requests an audience with Master Jiang!”
“Announcing: Long Wu, accompanied by Zhou Zhenghao’s son Long Gaitian, requests an audience with Master Jiang!”
“Announcing: Li Zhenwei, accompanied by his son Li Bokai, requests an audience with Master Jiang!”
One after another, a procession of Lanzhou’s most powerful figures filed in—tycoons, martial arts masters, and underworld leaders—all bowing deeply before Jiang Tian.
“Master Jiang, we’ve come to support you!” Tang Guozhu clasped Jiang Tian’s hand warmly.
“Master Jiang, this humble one pays respects to you and your lady!”
“Master Jiang, we are at your service!”
The crowd of billionaires and elites bent at the waist, not daring to straighten until Jiang Tian acknowledged them.
“W-What?!”
Zhou Xianya and Li Bokai stood frozen, sweat pouring down their faces.
This can’t be real.
The legendary “Master Jiang”—the man they had come to beg for help—was none other than Jiang Tian himself.
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