119: Chapter 119 Heading to the Blackwater Gang

Han Ming had just walked out of Li Xuewei's residential complex when his phone vibrated.

He looked down and saw it was an unfamiliar number. He hesitated for a moment but decided to answer it.

"Young Master Han! Young Master Han, are you back? It's me, Wang Chong! Do you still remember me?"

A voice trembling with excitement came from the other end of the line, speaking rapidly, as if afraid that Han Ming wouldn't remember him.

Wang Chong.

The corners of Han Ming's mouth curled up slightly.

He hadn't heard this name mentioned in a long time. Wang Chong was one of the original owner's lackeys before his Transmigration, and he had helped him with a few things.

Later, after he went to Modu Martial Arts University, he lost touch with these people.

"I remember. Is there something you need?"

"Well, Young Master Han, are you free right now? Li Lei, Zhao Hu, and I would like to invite you to a meal to welcome you back."

Wang Chong said with some hesitation.

There was a hint of trepidation in his voice. Han Ming was now a top student at Modu Martial Arts University and, furthermore, a young master of the Magic City Han Family.

He didn't know if Han Ming would still give him this Face.

He had hesitated for a long time before making this call.

Han Ming thought about it; he didn't have anything better to do anyway, so he agreed: "Sure, where?"

"Dong... Donglai Restaurant! The one you used to like going to the most, Young Master Han! I'll book a private room right away!"

Wang Chong didn't expect Han Ming to agree, and his voice trembled with excitement.

"Hmm, got it."

Han Ming hung up the phone and headed towards Donglai Restaurant with Ji Lingyue.

Donglai Restaurant was not far from Third Martial Arts High School. In the past, Han Ming often came here to eat—of course, that was the original owner's memory.

Pushing open the door to the private room, the three of them—Wang Chong, Li Lei, and Zhao Hu—were already waiting inside.

As soon as they saw Han Ming enter, the three of them stood up in unison, their Faces a mix of excitement and restraint.

"Young Master Han!" the three of them called out in unison, their voices as synchronized as if they had rehearsed.

"Young Master Han, please sit here." Wang Chong eagerly pulled out the chair at the head of the table, while he stood to the side, not daring to sit.

"Alright, everyone sit down." Han Ming sat down and waved his hand at them.

Li Lei and Zhao Hu exchanged glances before sitting down cautiously, their backs straight, daring only to perch on the edge of their chairs.

Ji Lingyue stood quietly behind Han Ming, her long silver-white hair shimmering faintly under the lights of the private room.

Wang Chong and the others stole a glance at her, feeling their heart rates accelerate. This woman was too beautiful; they had never seen such a beautiful woman before.

Moreover, the faint pressure radiating from her was stronger than any instructor he had seen at Jiangbei Martial Arts University.

They thought to themselves, Young Master Han certainly has a way with women.

Soon, the food arrived; it was all just ordinary Tier 1 exotic beast meat and alcohol.

They couldn't afford anything high-end.

Han Ming glanced at their strength; they had only just broken through to become a Martial Artist. Clearly, this meal was their limit.

"Come, Young Master Han, I'd like to propose a toast to thank you for looking after me all these years."

Wang Chong was the first to stand up, raising his glass and looking at Han Ming with gratitude.

"Yes, Young Master Han, thanks to your care. If it weren't for the occasional Medicinal Pill you bestowed upon us, we wouldn't even have been able to get into Jiangbei Martial Arts University."

"Many of our classmates from No. 3 High School can only do ordinary jobs now, earning two or three thousand yuan a month. They can barely afford to eat, let alone continue to Cultivate."

Li Lei and Zhao Hu also stood up, raising their glasses in agreement.

"Alright, everyone sit down! This is what you deserve."

Han Ming smiled and took a sip from his glass. He knew exactly what they were thinking, but he didn't resent it.

Soon, they had finished eating. Han Ming stood up, and with a wave of his hand, a jade bottle appeared in front of each of them.

"Alright, it's time for me to go back. These are Tier 4 blood qi pill, ten for each of you. That should be enough for you to Cultivate to a high-level Martial Artist. As for whether you can reach the Martial Master level, that will depend on your own fortune."

"Yes, thank you, Young Master Han! We definitely won't let you down."

Wang Chong and the others looked at the jade bottles in front of them, their expressions filled with excitement.

Young Master Han is indeed still so generous.

These are Tier 4 blood qi pill!

And he gave ten at once! This is worth at least over a million. Although they had broken through to become Martial Artists, they might not earn that much in a year.

And they would still need to risk their lives going outside the city to hunt exotic beasts.

"Alright, this is nothing to me."

Han Ming waved his hand at them and walked out with Ji Lingyue. Given their relationship, this was all he could do.

It was hard to say if they would even meet again.

In this High Martial world, people die every day; who knows, maybe one day they will die too.

The next day, Han Ming left the Han Family alone. Ji Lingyue's cultivation had improved, so she didn't follow.

Not long after, Han Ming arrived at the headquarters of the Black Water Gang.

"Hello, brothers! I'm Han Ming. I'd like to see Gang Leader Liu Heishui."

Han Ming cupped his hands towards the two burly men at the entrance.

"Kid, who do you think you are? Do you think you can just see our gang leader whenever you want? Get lost."

"Exactly, who's your brother? Is our boss's name something you can just say? Get lost! If you come here to mess with us again, be careful or I'll cripple you."

The two burly men looked Han Ming up and down. Seeing he was dressed plainly, young, and didn't have the aura of a strong expert, they waved their hands impatiently, their tones full of disdain.

Han Ming frowned slightly, but he wasn't here to cause trouble today. He cupped his hands to them again: "Please, could you two announce me? Just say that Han Ming of the Han Family requests an audience."

"I don't care if you are..."

"Wait..."

The burly man who spoke first was just about to step forward to push Han Ming and curse him out.

He was stopped by the other man, whose Face changed drastically as he looked at Han Ming. His voice trembled, "Han... Han Ming? Are you... the Han Ming from the Han Family who attends Modu Martial Arts University?"

Han Ming nodded indifferently.

In an instant, their Faces turned deathly pale. They now knew who the youth in front of them was.

This was the number one Genius of Jiangbei, the youngest Martial Ancestor, a student of Modu Martial Arts University, and also the displaced young master of the Magic City Han Family.

Any one of these titles could ensure they would meet a miserable end.

What had they just done?

They actually dared to tell Han Ming to get lost?

And said they wanted to cripple him?

Thinking of this, the color drained from their Faces, cold sweat instantly soaked their backs, and their legs went weak, causing them to kneel directly.

"Young Master Han, spare us! Young Master Han, spare us! We were blind and didn't recognize your greatness, we didn't know it was you who graced us with your presence..."

The two begged repeatedly, their foreheads thumping against the ground.

They were used to being arrogant, but they never expected to kick such a hard iron plate today.

At this moment, they regretted it so much their guts were turning green.

"Can you go announce me now?"

Han Ming frowned, not bothering to bicker with them, and said coldly.

"Ye... Yes! Young Master Han, please wait a moment, I'll go announce you immediately!" One of the guards scrambled inside, moving more than ten times faster than usual.

A moment later, a rush of footsteps came from inside.

Gang Leader Liu Heishui strode out, followed by several core members of the Black Water Gang.

He had abandoned his usual dignified image as a gang boss, his Face now wreathed in smiles.

"Young Master Han! Young Master Han, your arrival is a great honor. Please forgive me for not welcoming you properly!"

Gang Leader Liu Heishui's voice was loud. He began cupping his hands in greeting from afar, his attitude extremely respectful, with a hint of irrepressible excitement deep in his eyes.

A few months ago, Han Ming was just a disciple of a small Family, and he had only invested in him early because he saw his potential.

He didn't expect him to grow so fast. It was said that he had already broken through to a Five-star Martial Ancestor and had taken first place in the freshman rankings at Modu Martial Arts University.

Modu Martial Arts University was a place where geniuses gathered. For Han Ming to take first place showed how strong his talent and ability were.

And he was the displaced direct-line young master of the Magic City Han Family.

That was the Magic City Han Family!

An existence that possessed Peak Martial Saint experts.

And he, Gang Leader Liu Heishui, was just an ordinary Peak Martial Ancestor. In front of a behemoth like the Han Family, he didn't even count as an ant.

At the same time, he was very glad about his choice back then.

Han Ming nodded slightly, his tone indifferent: "Gang Leader Liu is too polite."

"Young Master Han, please come inside! Please!" Gang Leader Liu Heishui personally stepped aside to lead the way, his attitude respectful to the extreme.

Arriving at the reception hall, Gang Leader Liu Heishui invited Han Ming to take the seat of honor while he sat in the lower seat.

He stole a glance at Han Ming, internally shocked.

It was actually an 8-Star Martial Ancestor cultivation level. A nineteen-year-old 8-Star Martial Ancestor—he had never heard of such a thing.

If Han Ming were to release his Martial Emperor aura, it might just scare him to death.