27: Lei Zhendong

Jiang Fan came out of Anshi Hall.

He hesitated for a moment, standing still, then returned to Leiming Martial Arts Hall.

Anshi Hall’s attitude made him realize a fact: these pharmaceutical groups had no understanding of traditional Chinese medicine at all.

Their inherent prejudice prevented them from even trying to open their eyes and see!

Therefore, if he went to the other two pharmacies, the result would inevitably be the same!

Now, if he wanted to sell this potion, he could only think of other ways.

However, he didn't have many thoughts about Yu Baiwei's attitude.

This world was like that; the hierarchy was strict, and it was the survival of the fittest!

It was normal for him to be looked down upon before he displayed his strength.

He wouldn't make trouble for Yu Baiwei because of this!

Such people, with their narrow-mindedness, would eventually pay the price for their own perceptions!

Arriving at Leiming Martial Arts Hall, Sister Bing Bing at the front desk greeted him warmly.

“Xiao Fan, you’re here!”

“Shall I open a Cultivation room for you again!”

Jiang Fan shook his head and thanked her.

“No need, Sister Bing Bing!”

“I have something to discuss with Uncle Lei!”

After much thought, Jiang Fan concluded that if he wanted to promote this potion now, he could only rely on Leiming Martial Arts Hall.

After greeting Sister Bing Bing, Jiang Fan went directly up the stairs to the second floor.

This was where the students of Leiming Martial Arts Hall Cultivated.

When Jiang Fan hadn't Awakened before, he often came here to watch the students practice their fists, which was how he learned the Five Elements Fist.

He had been busy with his own Cultivation lately, so he rarely came up here.

“Xiao Fan, you’re here?”

“Xiao Fan...”

“...”

There were many students here who were long-term students of Leiming Martial Arts Hall. Jiang Fan was familiar with many of them, so as soon as he appeared on the second floor, many people greeted him.

After greeting everyone one by one, Jiang Fan asked.

“Where is Uncle Lei?”

A sturdy young man, shirtless and muscular, stopped punching the sandbag, wiped the sweat from his face, and gestured to Jiang Fan.

“He’s in the room!”

Jiang Fan nodded and walked towards an office in the corner of the Grand Hall on the second floor.

This was Uncle Lei’s office.

Uncle Lei, Lei Ming's father, whose real name was Lei Zhendong, was the Head of Leiming Martial Arts Hall, and also a Second-level Martial Artist!

Before, because Jiang Fan was not favored at home, he often lingered here after school.

Not only did Lei Zhendong not dislike him, but he also urged Jiang Fan to come often, even offering him free access to the Cultivation room and allowing him to observe the fist practice, truly treating him like family.

However, because he hadn't Awakened before, Lei Zhendong hadn't taught him many Cultivation Techniques; otherwise, he wouldn’t only know the Five Elements Fist now... The office door was ajar. Jiang Fan reached the doorway and peeked inside.

Lei Zhendong was sitting in a chair, holding a cup of tea, with his back to the door, looking out the window.

Jiang Fan knocked on the door.

“Uncle Lei!”

Lei Zhendong heard him, turned around, saw Jiang Fan, and quickly put down his cup.

“It’s Xiao Fan!”

“Sit!”

Jiang Fan sat opposite him as instructed.

This time, Lei Zhendong, unexpectedly, didn't have his usual smiling face, but spoke seriously.

“I heard about your situation from AMing!”

“Don’t worry, I’ll help you look for a better school!”

Only then did Jiang Fan understand that Lei Ming had told Lei Zhendong about his expulsion from school.

“Uncle Lei, it’s fine, I’ve already found a school!”

Lei Zhendong frowned.

“You mean Fifth High School?”

“How can you attend that school? What can it teach?”

“Now, you’re not in school every day, is anyone supervising you?”

“That school has a 0% college admission rate every year; you’ll be ruined if you go there!”

Jiang Fan heard that Lei Ming had also told him about this, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

“Uncle Lei, I’m fine!”

“I can Cultivate on my own!”

“I...”

The two argued back and forth for a long time before Lei Zhendong finally sighed.

“Forget it!”

“You have your own ideas, so I won’t interfere with you. Just be responsible for your own decisions!”

Jiang Fan nodded repeatedly.

He was already very touched that Lei Zhendong took this matter to heart and offered to help him, so he really didn't dare to trouble him too much.

“But going to Fifth High School at least still gives you eligibility for the College Entrance Examination!”

“How about this, if you have time in the future, Cultivate here, and you can come to me with any questions. After all, I am a Second-level Martial Artist, and compared to the teachers at Fifth High School, I think I’m still somewhat qualified!”

Jiang Fan insisted, so Lei Zhendong said no more.

Although he had a good relationship with Lei Ming, he was still an outsider and couldn't manage Jiang Fan the way he managed Lei Ming.

So he could only settle for the next best thing.

Jiang Fan quickly agreed upon hearing this.

With that topic concluded, Jiang Fan hesitated and said.

“Uncle Lei, this time I came to you for something else!”

Lei Zhendong had just picked up his teacup again, but upon hearing Jiang Fan's words, he put it down again and asked curiously.

“What is it?”

“Just say it, your Uncle Lei will definitely help if he can!”

Jiang Fan and Lei Ming had been classmates since childhood, so through Lei Ming, he also knew about Jiang Fan’s family situation.

He had always adhered to the principle of helping Jiang Fan whenever possible.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Fan took out the bottle containing the spirit turtle blood replenishing soup from his pocket and placed it on the table.

“Uncle Lei, this is... a blood replenishing potion I obtained by chance!”

“I want to sell it! Do you have any connections here?”

Lei Zhendong was stunned, his gaze falling on Jiang Fan’s bottle.

“Is this... a blood replenishing potion?”

Most blood replenishing potions on the market now were basically colorless.

But this item Jiang Fan presented was dark, which made him a little hesitant.

Jiang Fan nodded.

“This is a blood replenishing potion refined from traditional Chinese medicinal materials, I...”

Before he could finish, Lei Zhendong frowned.

“Traditional Chinese medicinal materials...”

Although he didn't know much about potions, he knew that traditional Chinese medicinal materials were generally unused.

Even ordinary people used them very rarely!

Now Jiang Fan had produced such a bottle of something... was it reliable?

However, thinking of the boast he had just made to Jiang Fan, to come to him with any problems, he found it a bit difficult to refuse.

“How effective is this thing?”

Jiang Fan said with certainty.

“Very good!”

“It’s even stronger than the third-generation blood replenishing potions currently on the market!”

Lei Zhendong had originally intended to help Jiang Fan inquire about it, but upon hearing Jiang Fan say this, his heart began to pound again!

He hesitated for a moment, then came up with an excuse to refuse.

“The effectiveness of your potion hasn’t been verified after all!”

“If you want to promote it, I’m afraid...”

Jiang Fan immediately said.

“We can arrange for someone to try it!”

“I have two bottles here! We can use one for a trial!”

Lei Ming was suddenly put on the spot and didn't quite know what to do.

He frowned in thought for a long time, then suddenly slammed the table.

“Alright!”

“Come with me!”