6: I will come back again!

Ling Xian laughed, his voice laced with undisguised contempt. "Treating internal injuries? Based on a few empty words from you?"

Wu Poshan, tell him, how much money is needed for your sister's surgery? How much for the subsequent recovery?"

Do you think he will pay this money for you?"

Or do you believe that I can put a check and hospital experts in front of you right now?"

Looking at him, it's clear he has no family background or wealth."

The reason Ling Xian dared to say this was because he knew that this King of Soldiers, Lin Feng, was a total cheapskate.

He was simply unwilling to spend money on Wu Poshan.

He would indeed spend money on his own women, but at this point, he hadn't even come into contact with Wu Poshan's sister yet.

How could he be sure what Wu Poshan's sister looked like?

Wu Poshan instantly snapped to his senses.

Ling Xian was right; his sister's illness could not wait!

Lin Feng's promise sounded beautiful, but distant water cannot quench a nearby thirst.

Whereas Ling Xian could truly bring him hope.

The phrase "no family background" hit Lin Feng's sore spot, and combined with Ling Xian's provocation, he flew into a humiliated rage: "You're looking for death!"

Before his voice even faded!

He crouched slightly, an aura belonging to a King of Soldiers permeating the surroundings. His right hand reached out like an eagle's claw, grabbing straight for Ling Xian's shoulder!

He intended to give this arrogant rich second-generation heir a lesson.

To let him know that there are some people he cannot afford to provoke!

However, facing this fierce strike, Ling Xian stood in place, not moving an inch.

At the very instant the claw was about to reach the corner of Ling Xian's clothes, Ling Wu, standing behind him, moved!

Striking after the opponent but arriving first, he took a step forward. It was also a claw strike, but faster and more cunning than Lin Feng's.

*Bang!*

The two palms collided in mid-air, producing a dull thud.

Faintly, one could even see two different colored currents of air clashing.

Lin Feng's was white, while Ling Wu's was gray.

The Internal Energy of both seemed endless; as they collided, it was like two seas connecting and crashing together.

Lin Feng only felt a colossal, sky-propping force transfer from the opponent's hand. His entire arm instantly went numb and sore, and his body flew backward uncontrollably for several meters, his feet thumping against the ground.

He even knocked over a table behind him, spilling wine everywhere, looking extremely pathetic.

He jerked his head up, looking at Ling Wu in shock.

This ordinary-looking middle-aged man's strength was actually so terrifying!

At least Fourth Stage, no, possibly Fifth Stage!

Even with his Third Stage strength exploding at full power, he hadn't even piqued the opponent's interest.

A voice appeared in his mind.

I'll die!

I'll really die!

If they kept fighting, he, Lin Feng, would die!

Meanwhile, Ling Wu stood there as immovable as Mount Tai. He casually brushed some dust off his sleeve and retreated behind Ling Xian once more, as if he didn't even exist.

From beginning to end, not even the corner of Ling Xian's clothes had been touched.

He looked down from above, watching the shocked, furious, and incredulous Lin Feng with a mocking expression. "Getting physical? You're not qualified yet."

At the same time, notification sounds rang out repeatedly in Ling Xian's mind:

[Ding! Successfully intercepted Lin Feng's important opportunity 'Underground Boxing King Wu Poshan'. Gained villain points +1000!]

[Ding! Lin Feng is experiencing intense anger and humiliation. villain points +500!]

Seeing Ling Wu take action, Wu Poshan's eyes were filled with yearning.

He had once been a youth who dreamed of becoming a Martial Artist.

Now, seeing a true Martial Artist strike, he realized the gap between ordinary people and Martial Artists was like a vast chasm.

A place that could both fulfill his dreams and treat his sister—there seemed to be no better place than this.

Wu Poshan took the check with both hands, his voice deafening: "Boss! From now on, my life belongs to you, Wu Poshan! I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

That one word, "Boss"!

It completely shattered Lin Feng's last bit of hope and self-esteem.

He stared fixedly at Ling Xian and said word by word: "Good! Very good! Ling Xian, is it? I'll remember you! I'll be back!"

After delivering this classic villain line... no, at this very moment, he was the "protagonist" getting his face slapped.

"Ling San, beat him into a pig's head!"

He couldn't openly kill someone, but he still had to take action when necessary.

Ling San took the order and moved, her punches as fast as lightning and showing no mercy.

Soon, Lin Feng's miserable cries rang out repeatedly.

"You... you just wait!"

In short, after throwing out some harsh words, Lin Feng endured the pain in his arm and left this place where he had lost all face.

It wasn't that Ling Xian hadn't thought about keeping Lin Feng here forever.

But there were many people here; if he really killed Lin Feng, it would be a bit troublesome.

On the other hand, he also sensed a Half-step Grandmaster in the shadows.

While he was confident he could keep the Half-step Grandmaster here, he wasn't certain he could keep Lin Feng.

It could only be said that someone like Lin Feng was indeed not that simple to deal with.

Ling Xian didn't take Lin Feng's threat to heart at all and said to Wu Poshan, "Clean yourself up and go to the hospital with Ling Wu to see your sister first."

He then glanced at Brother Hui and said indifferently to Ling Wu, "Clean up the matters here."

"Yes, Young Master!" Ling Wu replied respectfully.

Ling Xian calmly left the chaotic underground boxing arena with his newly recruited powerhouse Wu Poshan and Ling Wu.

Sitting back in the rear seat of the rolls-royce, he spoke to Wu Poshan: "You will follow Ling Wu for training from now on. He will teach you how to become a Martial Artist.

Within a year, I will make you as powerful as Ling Wu."

"Ah, as powerful as him!" Wu Poshan felt like he was hearing a fairy tale.

He had seen Ling Wu's move just now.

Forget one year; he would be satisfied if he could reach that level in this lifetime.

"Don't underestimate yourself. You might not be aware of your own talent, but let me tell you, you are a martial arts genius."

After saying that, he closed his eyes to rest.

Next, he needed to deal with the internal issues of the Ling Group.

As the saying goes, to resist foreign aggression, one must first stabilize the interior.

Once the internal affairs were handled, he could play with Lin Feng with peace of mind.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be fun if Lin Feng found a loophole while he was playing around.

East Sea First Hospital.

Ling Xian walked up to a hospital bed; it was Wu Poshan's sister, Wu Yueyue.

She had fluffy short hair and always seemed full of vitality.

Even in a hospital bed, her smile was extremely infectious, like summer soda, bubbling with sweetness.

She had round deer-like eyes, and when she smiled, two playful dimples appeared.

Her dress was embroidered with animal patterns.

The moment Wu Yueyue saw Ling Xian, she was instantly attracted by his extreme charm.

She blushed shyly, from the tips of her ears down to her neck.

"Brother, who is this?"

Wu Yueyue had already automatically filtered out Ling Wu.

In her eyes, there was only her brother and Ling Xian.

Seeing his sister like this, Wu Poshan thought to himself that things were looking bad.

His sister was about to be spirited away by his boss.

But then, thinking of Ling Xian's status, he felt his worries were unnecessary.

"This is my new boss, Ling Xian.

Your future medical bills, surgery costs, and even your school tuition—the boss has covered them all."

"Brother, you didn't sell your life, did you?"

Ling Xian stood to the side, somewhat between laughter and tears. Whose silly girl was this?

Could selling one's life bring in as much as he gave?

"However, including this little deer, my money was quite well-spent," Ling Xian thought with a smile.

"Don't worry, your brother is just working as a bodyguard under me.

As for you, just focus on attending university."

As Ling Xian spoke, he even lightly scraped Wu Yueyue's small nose with his finger.

She was cute and innocent.