214 Join me, you wont regret i (1/2)

As he stepped into the small courtyard, even a man of the Solitary Eagle's experience wasn't able to prevent himself from being shocked...

A huge meatball was trotting about in the small courtyard, and it was a while before the Solitary Eagle was finally able to determine the truth: [this meatball looks like a ….. person! This thing is actually a real human! ]

[My god! ]

The Solitary Eagle couldn't help scolding the man within his heart, [I have heard about it a lot that the life of these young masters are quite easy, but how can one allow themselves to eat so much! ]

[This is simply too much! ]

Tang Yuan's injuries weren't as serious as they once were owing to the meticulous nursing by the young master Jun, and he had already started moving about a few days ago. Moreover, he couldn't afford to be bedridden these days since his appetite had almost doubled up ever since Jun Mo Xie's treatment had started!

So much so, that even his old clothing wasn't fitting him nowadays…..

Tang Yuan's belly used to drop down to his knees earlier, but nowadays, his belly was almost falling down to his feet; Tang Yuan naturally sensed the enormity of the situation upon realizing the condition of his belly, and had started to panic thereafter: [I need to lose weight! ]

The young master Tang was naturally very worried about the future of his intimate-life: [How will I be able to get intimate if I don't lose weight? I will be completely helpless ah. The gun may have the ammunition, but it can't fire if it's blocked. Besides, pretty girls won't like a body this fat….. ]

As a result, Tang Yuan had taken up another task apart from planning his business activities these days: jogging. However, the more he worked out, the more tired he'd get, which obviously increased his appetite…..

And then…. His weight obviously started to rise again.

As a result, Tang Yuan found himself caught in a vicious circle, and was finding it very difficult to break out of it.

Naturally, one couldn't blame the Solitary Eagle for getting shocked upon seeing the humungous meatball 'squirming' about in the courtyard...

Tang Yuan felt an inexplicable sense of cold on his entire body as he came face-to-face with this black-robed man, and couldn't help feeling a shivering sensation running up his spine upon looking at the man's cold facial features and eyes.

Tang Yuan's mood was already out of sorts at the moment, and coming face-to-face with this coffin-like face made him even more uncomfortable, and hence he stared back at first and then shouted: ”Old man, what are you looking at? Never seen a handsome guy before, have you?”

The plight of the Solitary Eagle's facial muscles was a misery like no other. [I've certainly seen many handsome guys in my lifetime; in fact, I've probably seen the most handsome of individuals….. but I've never seen someone this fat calling themselves handsome before. ]

[I'm not certain whether you'd qualify as handsome, but given the thickness of your skin and body weight, I'm sure that you'd qualify as the fattest person alive….. ]

”Nothing at all.” The Solitary Eagle wasn't offended by his rebuke since the young master Jun's temperament had made him immune to curses lately; moreover, he found Tang Yuan's round body a rather interesting sight.

”Boy, how much do you weigh?”

Tang Yuan continued to ”jog” in high spirits, and completely ignored the Solitary Eagle's question: ”Roll aside, this young master needs to lose weight! And don't ask me questions which dispel my enthusiasm!”

Tang Yuan obviously didn't know this Old man's identity; if someone ever told him that the man he just shouted at was the 'Eighth Greatest Master' of this world, and was known for his ruthless nature….. it is estimated that Tang Yuan would probably have accomplished his goal in a very short period of time - the amount of sweat he would've precipitated would've directly reduced his weight by a few kilograms in an instant.

”Good, kid, that's good. Once this Old man has finished his business here, I will assist you in losing some weight. My tricks will certainly help you in slimming-down by a lot.” The Solitary Eagle stated out of goodwill. Tang Yuan heard this sentence, and simply rolled his eyes ignoring the help, [you think that losing weight is that easy? You think I haven't already tried out the 'tricks' ah? There is no shortcut for losing weight! ]

”Hey, you're holding a half-dead man in your arms, and you're actually still interested in chatting about?” Jun Mo Xie cried out in impatience: ”Solitary Eagle! Your composure is truly worthy of making you the 'Eighth Great Master'; it's really very admirable ah!”

The Solitary Eagle roared back angrily: ”Damn it, I'm not stupid okay!” Tang Yuan's attitude suddenly disappeared after hearing this exchange of words.

”Who? Who is that man the young master Jun was talking to? The Solitary Eagle? The 'Eighth Great Master'?”

It was as if a giant landmine had exploded inside Tang Yuan's fat head; Fatty Tang staggered for a while on his feet first, then his face turned pale, and then he fell to the floor with a 'plop' with his big mouth opened wide in a desperate attempt to inhale more air, while his head, arms, legs, and the rest of his body started to sweat like a fountain, wetting the entire ground around him with rivers of sweat…..

[I, I, I, I actually just pointed a finger at the 'Eighth Great Master', and then I cursed him...] Tang Yuan's head started feeling dizzy upon realizing the gravity of the situation, and he soon found himself lying on the ground paralyzed, unable to find the strength to get back up to his feet...

Since his assistance was directly refused, the Solitary Eagle carried the half-dead Hai Chen Feng into the medical room as per Jun Mo Xie's directive. The young master Jun had recently ordered a new room to be built behind his bedroom for medical purposes…..

'The Art of Unlocking the Heaven's Fortune' was far more advanced that any of its counterparts in the world of medicine, which is why dealing with Hai Chen Feng's internal injuries was quite an easy task; in fact, Hai Chen Feng was even able to talk in less than the quarter of an hour.

”Can you really do it? What you promised me before? My opponent really is one of the 'Eight Great Masters' of this world!” Hai Chen Feng asked.