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In the afternoon, Zhang Tianhao sat in the living room, looking at the girls who had arrived, and greeted them with a smile.

"Please come in, welcome to the Zhang residence."

"Giggle!"

"Mr. Zhang, you're too kind. It's our honor to see you."

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, we have finally met Mr. Zhang in person for the first time."

Upon hearing that it was a living Mr. Zhang, he was completely dumbfounded. After all, what was this all about? Was he supposed to curse him to death? That didn't seem like such an extreme statement.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm just so happy to see you, really!"

As seven or eight girls arrived at the house, the front hall became lively, and He Qiao'er even smiled and took out the fruit she had prepared to treat the girls.

"Ladies and gentlemen, these are fruits that my husband collected from various places. Please try them; I don't know if they're any good!"

"Here, these are lychees. Yang Guifei (Yang Guifei) really loved eating these fresh lychees!"

"This is a watermelon, and this is a banana."

Seeing the plates of fruit being served, the women's eyes almost turned into crescent shapes with smiles, after all, these fruits were not available locally.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang."

"You're too kind. We're so glad you could come. It's a pity we can't leave the Zhang residence; it's not safe outside. Otherwise, Qiao'er would have visited you long ago."

"It's because Mr. Zhang's reputation is so great that it strikes fear into the hearts of the Japanese."

Haha, please!

Zhang Tianhao also acted like a host, offering the women lychees and even having the servants fetch fruit tea.

It tastes quite good.

"Oh right, you guys play here, I'm going to the back courtyard to read for a while."

"That's so embarrassing!"

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, why don't you stay and have some fun? We have a lot of dancers here!"

"Alright, don't let Qiao'er laugh at us. Let's chat now, isn't that nice?"

Zhang Tianhao looked at the group of girls, whose eyes were practically glued to him. He smiled awkwardly, greeted the girls, and went straight to the backyard.

"By the way, if you don't have enough fun, you can stay tonight and have some more time."

"Ok!"

"Thank you!"

Zhang Tianhao left the main hall and went to the backyard, amidst He Qiao'er's mournful gaze.

With his departure, the girls in the front yard relaxed considerably and spoke less cautiously.

After all, it was a bit awkward for Zhang Tianhao, a man, to be there alone.

Zhang Tianhao also mentally scanned the area, wanting to hear what these women had to say.

Lying in the back, he was on top, holding a book in his hand. He seemed to be reading, but he was actually listening to the conversation of the women in the front yard.

"By the way, Qiao'er, you're married now. How's Mr. Zhang in that area? I heard it only lasts a few minutes at most, is that true?"

"You bastard, you fujoshi! You're a virgin, don't you feel ashamed to say such things?"

"What's the big deal? We're all sisters in the fandom, let's talk about it!"

"A few minutes? That's impossible. My husband takes a quarter of an hour. I don't believe Mr. Zhang only needs a few minutes."

"Alright, you fujoshi, this is someone's privacy. Don't say too much, it's too embarrassing."

"Um, I don't know how long those people in your family have been around, but I faint every time. It's so tiring. Now I'm even a little scared when I see him, really!" "Really? Qiao'er, is your health that bad? You don't look like that at all!"

"No, if he wanted to keep going, he could go on from night until the next day without stopping. I'm scared of that. He always gives in to me!"

"puff!"

"impossible!"

"This is real!"

He Qiao'er gave a wry smile and said directly, "It's true, I'm not lying to you. However, there are still some of us who are not married. Look at their faces, they're so red they're almost dripping with water."

"Giggle!"

Have you had a baby?

“I gave birth to a boy, and he’s still there. He’s being taken care of by a nanny, and I take care of him sometimes too. I came to Chongqing this time, so I couldn’t bring him along. Otherwise, I would definitely have shown him to you aunties.”

"congratulations!"

"No need to congratulate you, you'll have children in the future too."

"hehe!"

Listening to the raucous chatter of the women in the front hall, he lost interest. After all, what could these women possibly talk about when they got together? Aside from women's little secrets, it was just some men's topics.

He continued to sit there slowly, reading books, and learning more things was quite beneficial for his improvement.

So he began to circulate his energy, and slowly, the spiritual energy within his body began to flow along specific pathways at a very fast speed.

As time passed, when he opened his eyes again, he heard music coming from the front yard. Clearly, the women were already dancing in the front yard, and even drinking red wine and chatting with others.

A quick scan with his spiritual power confirmed that this was indeed the case. He couldn't help but smile, not taking it to heart, and stood up, gently patting off the non-existent dust from his clothes.

So they called Uncle Fu over, prepared some food, and that was it.
The sky outside was getting darker and darker, and he lay there, having eaten, with nothing to do.

The lights in the back had been turned off long ago, leaving only darkness.

There was nothing outside except for the howling wind.

Not a single star could be seen in the sky, and Zhang Tianhao lay alone under the dark night sky, feeling the breath of nature, his internal energy once again rapidly circulating.

He knew that it would be extremely difficult for him to break through his current cultivation level.

However, he did not give up, and even began to practice martial arts regularly.

It's unclear whether his martial arts level has reached the Dark Force or the Transformation Force stage, but that's no longer important.

Standing in the backyard, he slowly began to practice his punches. As he continued to practice, the sound of his punches whistling through the air could be heard from the backyard.

Zhang Tianhao didn't notice that at the crescent-shaped gate between the backyard and the front yard, several girls were standing there watching him practice his boxing, the wind from his punches following him like a shadow.

Although it was not clear, a human figure could be seen jumping and flashing at an extremely fast speed.

The sound of the punch breaking through the air caused quite a stir among the girls.

"I never imagined that Mr. Zhang was also a martial artist!"

"Hmm, that punch was so well executed, even I have to admire it. Who would have thought that Mr. Zhang spends all his time either reading or practicing martial arts? If someone like that doesn't succeed, who can?"

"Qiao'er has found a good husband!"

"Yes, Qiao'er is so lucky. If only we had been chosen back then."

"Alright, stop being envious. Even if you are envious now, it's someone else's, isn't it?"

"Hmm, why aren't we so lucky!" (End of Chapter)