Chapter 429: Even if It’s a Watchdog, It’s a Noble Family’s
"Uncle, I strongly advise you to take things one step at a time. Don’t trust any methods that promise immediate results—it’s harmful to your body."
Jiang Xinghai rejected Leng Xiangnan’s idea outright. He certainly had Secret Techniques, but Leng Xiangnan’s body simply couldn’t handle them.
"Alright then. I’ll take the Chinese medicine for seven days," Leng Xiangnan said, his expression turning serious.
Quick and effective methods might show immediate results, but they ultimately have negative side effects on the body. The gains aren’t worth the losses.
Afterward, the two of them returned to the front courtyard.
"Brother-in-law, thank you!"
Leng Bing, who was in the middle of packing, saw Jiang Xinghai return and gave him a grateful nod from a distance.
"Don’t overdo it," Jiang Xinghai said with a wink.
"COUGH COUGH COUGH..." Leng Ning walked over and whispered, "Mind yourself. We’re all family here, you’re making it awkward."
Jiang Xinghai nodded, but muttered under his breath, "’Everyone in this house is an adult. I think they can understand.’"
"Alright, alright," Leng Ning replied, at a loss for words.
After lunch, everyone began loading up the cars.
Aside from valuables like gold and silver, heirlooms, and some essential clothing, everything else was left behind.
As Leng Ning had suggested, once the Leng Family re-established themselves in Central State, they would recruit a group of martial artists to serve as guards.
Then, they could just send a few people to guard the old residence in shifts.
At two in the afternoon.
The Leng Family group arrived at the former site of the Huang Family residence.
Seeing the two words "Leng Mansion" hanging outside the main gate, Leng Zhicheng and the others were overcome with emotion.
An hour had passed by the time they were all settled in.
Jiang Xinghai planned to help the Leng and Shen Families recruit a group of martial artists. They had to be in place by tonight, so that tomorrow, when the two families officially announced their re-establishment in Central State, he could leave with peace of mind.
According to Yan Qingshan, there were two martial arts dojos in Central State.
Their strongest members were only Grandmasters, but that was more than sufficient for guard duty.
Hundred Battles Martial Arts Dojo.
Located in Central State’s South City.
After the two arrived, they stated their purpose.
"What? Family guards? Heh, you want us to be mere watchdogs? Don’t mention this again!"
Ma Qiyuan, the head of the Hundred Battles Martial Arts Dojo and a Ninth-Grade Grandmaster, glared at Jiang Xinghai and Leng Ning with hostility. He waved his hand dismissively. "Throw them out!"
"You two, out!"
"Our master is angry. Leave at once!"
Several of the Dojo’s senior disciples also stared coldly at Jiang Xinghai and Leng Ning.
"Is it so disgraceful to guard the Leng and Shen Families?" Jiang Xinghai asked in disappointment as he pulled Leng Ning away.
There was no need to get worked up over it.
"’These people... they’re really that arrogant?’ Leng Ning was also quite displeased.
Just as Jiang Xinghai had said, there was no point wasting their breath on people who couldn’t recognize a good opportunity.
"Wait!"
Suddenly, Ma Qiyuan, the head of the Hundred Battles Martial Arts Dojo, came rushing out. "Which families did you say you were hiring guards for?"
"The Leng and Shen Families."
Without looking back, Jiang Xinghai got into the car.
"’The Leng Family... Weren’t they wiped out long ago?’ Ma Qiyuan was completely stunned.
Leng Ning glanced back and glared at Ma Qiyuan. "Who says you can’t make a comeback after being wiped out?"
"’Then... what about the Shen Family?’ Ma Qiyuan felt a chill run down his spine from Leng Ning’s glare.
Leng Ning ignored him and got into the car.
Jiang Xinghai, however, turned to look at him. "Whether it’s the Leng Family or the Shen Family, if you’re lucky enough to get in their good graces, your fortune will be made."
"Please, wait!"
His previous disdain completely gone, Ma Qiyuan rushed to block the Land Rover. "Actually, the money doesn’t matter! We just want to know if there will be any Martial Arts opportunities? Like a Secret Scripture, for instance?"
"Do Ancient Martial Arts count?" Jiang Xinghai snorted.
"What!"
Ma Qiyuan was flabbergasted, and the expressions of the disciples behind him changed dramatically.
’An Ancient Martial Secret Manual is definitely a Martial Arts opportunity—and a massive one at that!’
"We’re leaving." Jiang Xinghai honked the horn.
Ma Qiyuan was suddenly all smiles. "But... how can we be sure you’re telling the truth?"
"I don’t need you to believe me. Move," Jiang Xinghai said with a dismissive wave.
"Why don’t we exchange a few moves first?" Ma Qiyuan naturally wanted to test Jiang Xinghai’s strength.
"Alright."
Jiang Xinghai nodded. "Go ahead. Attack me with everything you’ve got."
Without a word, Ma Qiyuan formed a Dharma Seal with his hands, and a surging wave of power shot toward Jiang Xinghai.
Jiang Xinghai simply gave a casual wave of his hand.
WHOOSH!
A blast of wind shot through the car window and slammed into Ma Qiyuan’s attack.
THUD!
Ma Qiyuan was instantly sent flying.
But Jiang Xinghai’s attack didn’t stop there. It continued on, striking the sycamore tree behind Ma Qiyuan—a tree as thick as a water bucket.
A loud CRACK echoed from the middle of the sycamore’s trunk.
Immediately after, as if it could no longer support its own weight, the tree crashed to the ground, snapped in two.
HISS!
Ma Qiyuan was utterly dumbfounded.
’This man is a Venerable-level master, at least! His control is perfect. He didn’t harm me in the slightest, yet he shattered that sycamore tree!’
"We’ll do it!" Ma Qiyuan said again.
"’Mere watchdogs’? It would be beneath you. Forget it," Jiang Xinghai said with a wave.
Ma Qiyuan quickly added, "We’ll do it! Besides, for a great family that can offer Martial Arts opportunities... even a watchdog is a noble family’s watchdog."