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"Second Brother, are you alright?"

The three rushed over to help Chen Qian up. One wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, one rubbed his chest, and the other used his special ability to check his injuries.

Da Jun's face turned pale and then red, and he glared at Chen Qian. He was both angry and shocked, angry that his junior brother was so reckless.

What shocked him was that Lin Tian's strength was even more terrifying than he had imagined.

"Aren't you going to apologize to Mr. Lin Tian yet?"

Dajun's tone was stern. "What did your master teach you? Learn virtue before skill. Have you forgotten? Apologize now!"

Chen Qian was helped to his feet by his three junior brothers. His face was pale. He looked at Lin Tian with fear and awe in his eyes. He realized what it meant that there were always people more capable than him and that there was always something beyond his reach.

This eight-year-old child is not to be trifled with.

He bent down and bowed.

"Mr. Lin Tian, ​​I was blind to your greatness and have offended you greatly. Please forgive me and don't hold it against me."

Lin Tian snorted: "This is the last time."

Chen Qian nodded repeatedly, then stepped aside and dared not utter another sound.

The other three junior brothers also lowered their heads, respectfully.

Da Jun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, bent down and extended his hand: "Young friend Lin Tian, ​​this way please, I will take you to see Eunuch Wei."

Lin Tian stood up and followed him inside.

Liang Kun, who rushed over, happened to witness this scene.

With just one glance, he sent a master with special abilities flying. If I learned Lin Tianyi's kung fu, would I be as powerful as Dajun?

I must hold on tight to this powerful figure.

Lin Tian was greeted by the army and led upstairs.

Chen Qian and his three other junior brothers followed behind, heads down, barely daring to breathe.

The scene they just witnessed completely stunned them. He defeated their second senior brother with just a glance. This person's strength was beyond their imagination.

They no longer dared to show the slightest disrespect; their eyes changed from disdain and defiance to awe and worship.

"Little Lin Tian, ​​Grandpa Wei is upstairs."

As Dajun walked, he explained, "Ever since he transmigrated, we've settled him in this villa and taken good care of him."

He was, after all, the Grand Tutor of the Ming Dynasty, holding a high position and wielding great power; if you didn't serve him well, he might lose his temper.

"Has he ever lost his temper?"

Da Jun smiled wryly: "When I first arrived, he attacked once, beating several of my junior disciples to a pulp. If we hadn't worked together to control him, the scene would have been... well, let's just say it was quite a sight."

"And then?"

"Later, I talked to him, reasoning with him and appealing to his emotions, and he calmed down. Now he knows that he can't go back and can only stay here temporarily."

Lin Tian nodded.

At the end of the second-floor corridor is a mahogany door, carved with auspicious dragon and phoenix patterns, clearly made at a high price.

Dajun walked to the door and knocked three times gently.

"Eunuch Wei, it's me, Dajun. I've brought men to see you."

A high-pitched voice, thick with an ancient accent, came from inside: "Come in."

Dajun pushed open the door and stepped aside.

Lin Tian walked in and saw an old man sitting in the room, dressed in a brocade robe from the Ming Dynasty, with a black gauze hat on his head, white powder on his face, and vermilion on his lips.

Those eyes were bright and piercing, like a hawk eyeing a wolf; you could tell at a glance they were no pushover.

Wei Zhongxian, known as the "Nine Thousand Years Old" of the Ming Dynasty, wielded immense power, second only to the emperor.

Wei Zhongxian was also sizing him up. He was a child, but his eyes were unfathomable, telling him directly that he was in danger.

But he still couldn't quite believe it; how could a little child possibly give him the feeling of death?

"You're the expert Dajun was talking about?"

Wei Zhongxian's voice was high-pitched and tinged with doubt, "I thought he was some kind of superhuman, but it turns out he's just a callow youth."

Lin Tian smiled, a smile that was innocent and naive, yet it inexplicably made Wei Zhongxian feel uneasy.

He took a step forward, looked directly at Wei Zhongxian, and said in a clear voice, "Eunuch Wei, you came from the Ming Dynasty, you should have heard a saying."

"What did you say?"

"Those who understand the times are wise."

Wei Zhongxian's pupils contracted slightly as he stared at the eight-year-old child. After a moment, he burst into laughter, a sharp and piercing laugh.

"Interesting, very interesting. I'd like to see what makes you think you can talk to me like that."

A smile slowly crept onto Lin Tian's lips, a smile that chilled Wei Zhongxian to the bone, making him no longer dare to rely on his seniority.

He is a pragmatic man. In the Ming Dynasty, he was able to rise to the position of Ninth Prince by assessing the situation. Now that he has come to a strange world, he needs to understand the situation even more.

Behind him, the army respectfully brought Lin Tian a chair and poured him tea.

Seeing how respectful his "master" was to a child, Wei Zhongxian understood.

He looked at Lin Tian and slowly said, "Speak, what do you want me to do?"

Lin Tian picked up his teacup, took a sip, and slowly said, "No rush, let's talk first. Eunuch Wei, in the Ming Dynasty you were the Ninth Thousand Years Old, second only to the Emperor. Now that you've come to this world, how do you feel?"

Wei Zhongxian sighed: "It's alright. Although there's no sedan chair to ride in, no eunuchs to serve me, and no servants to do my bidding, I'm used to the food and the accommodations."

Da Jun interjected, "Eunuch Wei, don't worry, we will take good care of you."

Wei Zhongxian glanced at him, then looked at Lin Tian.

He was waiting for Lin Tian to speak.

Lin Tian put down his teacup: "Eunuch Wei, this world is very interesting. You can try riding in a car, an airplane, or a ship. They are more comfortable than sedan chairs. I'll have someone take you for a ride sometime."

Wei Zhongxian's eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly.

He really wanted to go out and see what the future held, and to know how the Ming Dynasty was destroyed.

Lin Tian stood up: "I promised to help Dajun. We'll talk about your matter later."

Wei Zhongxian nodded and asked no further questions.

He is a smart man; he knows when to say what and when not to say it.

Da Jun accompanied Lin Tian out of the room, with Liang Kun following behind, silently plotting how to get Lin Tian to teach him a few more moves.

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Dajun saw them to the door, and Lin Tian got into the car.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Liang Kun turned to look at Lin Tian, ​​seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

Heaven knows what he wanted to ask, but Lin Tian had already closed his eyes and leaned back in his seat.

In the silent carriage, Liang Kun hesitated several times before finally keeping quiet.

Mr. Liu glanced in the rearview mirror, said nothing, and focused on driving.

The car stopped at the foot of Victoria Peak.

Lin got out of the car, and Mr. Liu went to park the car.

Liang Kun followed him to the door, and Lin Tian stopped, turned around and looked at him.

"Is there anything else?"

Liang Kun rubbed his hands together: "It's nothing serious, it's just... young friend Lin Tian, ​​could you teach me the kung fu that can injure someone with just a glance?"

"You want to learn, huh!"

"think."

Without a second thought, Liang Kun nodded. How could he not want such a superpower? He dreamed of becoming stronger.

Ever since witnessing extraordinary abilities, he has placed great importance on firearms, fearing that they might be quietly destroyed by those with extraordinary abilities.

Now that he has the opportunity to become an extraordinary person, why wouldn't he want to?

"Okay, I'll teach you. I guarantee you'll learn it. Same as always, one hundred million."

Lin Tian readily agreed. He was now the master of the healing system and could use all of its abilities.

Special abilities are just a way to develop one's spirit; it's a piece of cake.

Liang Kun was overjoyed: "Great, great, great! Just one hundred million! I will definitely study hard, I will definitely study hard!" He rubbed his hands together excitedly.

Lin Tian was slightly surprised. Liang Kun didn't even ask for a price, and he had already offered too low. Where had this kid made a fortune recently? How could he be so rich and powerful?

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