水蜜桃实验室

“But I always feel that this is somewhat unscientific,” Cui Dong weakly countered, “It’s like ‘The Sunflower Manual’, the first page says: To practice this skill, one must castrate oneself. Then, after the practitioner has done so and reaches the last page, they see another sentence: If you do not castrate yourself, you can still succeed. Master, isn’t that person wronged?”

Xu Fan’s expression became serious, “Do you think I’m joking? I must be very bored to make fun of you like this.”

“Seeing how you behave, it seems as if you have never suffered. Then, I am obligated to give you a reality check. Getting struck by lightning is nothing compared to the countless hardships and dangers you will encounter later on. If you think that you can’t endure such suffering, then you should honestly continue being your reckless young master and enjoy a lifetime of luxury, which is also pretty good.”

“I’ll give you time to think it over. After all, I will never allow anyone who fears difficulties and shuns hardship to exist in my tutelage. If there is one, I will personally see to his principled destruction.”

After finishing, Xu Fan gestured to the others, saying, “It’s all good now, let’s go.”

Yue Qingjiang was the first to open the door, and immediately, the bodyguards and security guards waiting outside looked over vigilantly, each with a menacing demeanor, blocking the passage so tightly that water couldn’t seep through.

Feeling frustrated and unsettled after such an emotional rollercoaster, Cui Dong saw so many people blocking the way and shouted, “What are you standing around for? Get lost, I want some peace and quiet.”

At his command, the burly men quickly made way to the sides, not daring to block the path anymore.

Lin Fan walked out first, his expression calm and collected, with the others closely following behind him.

As they watched these unwelcome guests leave, the strong men all breathed a sigh of relief. The scene where Xu Fan caught bullets with his bare hands had left a deep impression on their minds—they treated him with reverence and sincerely wanted to avoid any trouble.

However, there were still some stubborn people who refused to back down, especially the four bodyguards who wanted to show off in front of their young master, each bustling into the room grumbling, “Young master, are we really letting them go?”

Cui Dong gave them a cold look, “What do you think we should do? I’m telling you, light up your signals in the future, these people are now my friends, and I don’t want to see anyone slacking off again.”

“Yes, sir,” the bodyguards hastily nodded like pecking chickens.

“Shit, what’s wrong with me now?” Cui Dong felt utterly confused, kicking the bodyguards away, “Don’t follow me, I need some peace.”

His brain usually didn’t work too well, and he was quite straightforward, struggling to think things through when faced with problems, and the events of today were particularly bewildering and abrupt, leaving him unsure of what to do.

…

After leaving the Underground Fist Manor and exiting the Longjun Boji Club smoothly, Yue Qingjiang bid his sister farewell and took the lead in departing.

The things he witnessed tonight were too shocking, and he wished he could sprout wings and rush back to report to his family.

Lu Chenbing also left afterward, as there was nothing left for him to do there.

When everyone was gone, Zhou Xian looked at Xu Fan with gratitude, “Thank you for saving me, I will repay your kindness in the future.”

His thank you came from the bottom of his heart, for in that situation, with his own abilities, he really couldn’t have escaped unscathed—having his legs broken was almost an inescapable fact.

Although he had only fought in underground boxing a few times, he could feel the danger and darkness of the Fist Manor; it was a place beyond the law, unknown even to the police.

Crimes committed there were numerous each year, but the murderers mostly went unpunished. Because very few people dared to report the incidents afterward, and it could be that the police themselves had people linked with the criminals.

“My surname is Xu, with a single given name of Fan,” Xu Fan nodded, “I saved you because I admired your ability, and I saved you because I need to make use of you.”

Zhou Xian was not surprised; in this world, there was neither unprovoked love nor unprovoked hatred. That someone had taken great pains to save him, there must be a reason.

“What do you want me to do?” Zhou Xian pondered for a moment.

“Join my security team and become the team leader,” Xu Fan got right to the point, “I am going to create a security company, and the difficulty lies in forming a security team with a base in ancient martial arts.”

Zhou Xian did not expect such a request and was momentarily startled before saying, “I am just a black boxer, why have you set your sights on me?”

He had thought the other party wanted him to be a cleaner in the shadows, someone to do the dirty work.

Yet it turned out to be a legitimate job in broad daylight, which he somewhat could not understand.

“I watched your fight with the Bull Demon from start to finish,” Xu Fan briefly explained what he had previously told Lu Chenbing and smiled, “I am very precise in judging people, and I don’t make mistakes.”

Zhou Xian nodded; indeed, he was quite insightful in scheming, and his performance was on-point. Few people could see through him at a glance, and he couldn’t help saying, “Mr. Lin has quite the knack for judging people.”

“Your qualities meet the criteria I have in mind for the role, with both strength and intelligence. Being strategic is a bonus, and I believe you can manage a team well.”

Zhou Xian waved his hand, “But, I’m not overly interested in security work. It sounds very LOW, even less cool than black boxing. I should have the right to refuse, right?”

“Refuse? No, very few people can refuse me.”

Xu Fan smiled meaningfully, “Clearly, you are not one of them. If I’m not mistaken, your cultivation is at the mid-level of the Body Tempering Realm. In ordinary society, you are definitely a master. But in the Ancient Martial World, you’re not even a small shrimp. If you wish to become someone superior, then follow me. I have ways to swiftly advance you to the Qi Drawing Realm, and it wouldn’t take more than a few months to become a Martial Arts Grandmaster with ease.”

“I believe a smart person would find an offer like this completely irresistible,” Xu Fan said nonchalantly.

Zhou Xian took a sharp breath. Not only as an Ancient Martial Artist but even an ordinary person couldn’t resist such a temptation, “I hope you’re not playing games with me.”

Xu Fan chuckled, “How about this: to alleviate your worries, try working under me for a month. If you don’t enter the Qi Drawing Realm within a month, consider that I’ve tricked you, and you’re free to leave. But if you succeed, you will naturally follow me wholeheartedly.”

“Good,” Zhou Xian replied without hesitation, “I will remember today’s agreement, but…”

Zhou Xian’s expression was one of conflict, as if he had trouble voicing his issue, “Mr. Lin, I want to ask you for a favor.”

“Speak your mind.”

“I am in urgent need of money,” Zhou Xian clenched his teeth, “I need to gather a substantial sum quickly.”

“When it comes to money, that’s too easy,” Xu Fan said indifferently, “How much do you need?”