Chapter 20 (1/2)

Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio

Nanrong Hao did not dare to dally any longer and obediently walked to the centre of the empty space, demonstrating the routine that he remembered from Ling Chen’s example yesterday.

Ling Chen just folded his arms, paying close attention to Nanrong Hao’s every movement, not uttering a single word.

Nanrong Hao had never practised martial arts before and it showed in his movements, his actions looked awkward and sluggish. However, that was not Ling Chen’s main concern right now; he was focusing on something else.

After Nanrong Hao finished his demonstration of the fist routine, he wiped off the sweat profusely rolling off his forehead and expectantly looked towards Ling Chen, who seemed to be deep in contemplation. His heart was filled with uneasiness.

“Bro Chen, what… What did you think of my demonstration?”

“Starting tomorrow, meet me here at five o’clock every morning.”

Listening to Ling Chen say that, Nanrong Hao’s face lit up with excitement. “Bro Chen, does that mean you’re willing to take me in as your disciple?”

“Let’s forget about taking in disciples or whatnot. There shouldn’t be any problem with me teaching you a move or two.”

Looking at the fist routine that Nanrong Hao had just shown him, Ling Chen felt that the brat’s talent was not bad. The moves he demonstrated seemed deceptively simple, but there were a lot of nuances in every step. If Nanrong Hao only showed the form but did not capture the essence of the moves, he would not bother wasting any more effort on Nanrong Hao.

Martial arts did not solely rely on practising repeatedly but required comprehension as well. Only through understanding could one grasp the essence of their martial arts and genuinely intuit their working. Nanrong Hao had met this requirement.

“I’m going home now. Right, don’t forget about my car. It’s best to finish fixing it by tomorrow morning.”

“Rest assured. Leave it to me.”

As he walked back into his apartment, he saw that Tang Shiyun’s apartment door was closed firmly and guessed that she had gone to the hospital to accompany her father.

Initially, he wanted to go to the hospital to visit Tang Shiyun’s father as well, but her mother definitely would not be pleased to see him. Even if he went, he’d probably be chased out immediately, so he quickly abandoned that notion.

On the morning of the following day, Nanrong Hao drove the Volkswagen to Ling Chen’s apartment complex punctually.

Seeing Ling Chen walking out from the apartment complex, Nanrong Hao immediately greeted him with the still steaming bun that he had just bought.

“Bro Chen, the car has already been fixed.”

Ling Chen broke out into a grin. The brat was quite perceptive, even knowing to buy breakfast for him.

At that time, it was only five in the morning, with faint sunlight starting to illuminate the sky.

The success of a day depended on beginning in the morning. Hence dawn was the best time to practice martial arts.

Nanrong Hao had never practised martial arts before, so naturally, he had to start from the foundations.

The two were busy till half-past six. Ling Chen looked at his watch and reckoned that if he did not get going, he would definitely be late. He had to try his best to avoid allowing Nanrong Wanqing to cause him trouble.

“Lil Hao, do you want to follow me to the Regal Villa later?”

“I’ll take a break first. I’ll make my way there later.”

Nanrong Hao collapsed on the ground, exhausted and gasping for breath, the clothes on his body drenched with sweat. He lived a pampered lifestyle and never had to undergo such torturous training in his life. In the last hour and a half, he felt his body aching in places that he never thought could ache, his legs did not feel like his own. There was no sensation in them at all.

“Alright, then I’ll be going. Right, there’s something I forgot to tell you. When practising martial arts one must avoid disturbing their inner vitality. You should avoid interacting with women for the next half a year.”

With that, Ling Chen waved his hand and left behind a shell-shocked Nanrong Hao.

It was six-fifty.

Ling Chen arrived at Regal Villa before the assigned time. All of the other squad members had assembled by then.

As there were already bodyguards inside Regal Villa to protect the area, the job of Squad 1 was merely to ensure the safety of Nanrong Wanqing whenever she was outside. Otherwise their job followed regular office hours, not counting urgent assignments.

Ling Chen did not wait too long in his car before he noticed Su Lin pushing Nanrong Wanqing out of the villa in her wheelchair.