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Everyone who witnessed this fell silent.

Those methods are terrifying.

Having provoked this person...

That would really offend the King of Hell.

Wang Tianhu and his third brother stood up and stepped forward.

"Mr. Lin, what a beast!"

Wang Tianhu asked in a low voice, pointing to the bloody mess on the ground.

"He's not dead."

Lin Xuan released his grip, and Zhu Huan collapsed to the ground, motionless.

Only his chest was still rising and falling faintly.

"I'm still keeping him alive; he won't die."

The third brother, who was standing to the side, subconsciously took a deep breath.

really!

That's his method.

So... medicine can be used like this?

If it were me...

He instinctively shivered.

Lin Xuan turned to look at his third brother.

Before he could speak, the third brother immediately cupped his hands in a fist salute and bowed.

"Mr. Lin! If there's any blame, please punish me alone, don't go after my brothers!"

His voice was deep.

Although his voice was trembling slightly, it was very sincere.

Upon hearing this, the group of men behind them all wanted to get up.

But the third brother raised his hand and pressed it down:

"Sit down! No one is allowed to move without my order!"

The group of men hesitated for a moment, but eventually sat down.

Wang Tianhu spoke:

"Mr. Lin, Lao San is actually a very loyal person. Besides, he really has nothing to do with this matter; he was just doing his job for money and follows the rules."

Lin Xuan nodded.

Of course he knew that his third brother had nothing to do with this.

He was merely a middleman who helped Zhu Huan escape; he took the money and arranged a way out for him.

There are rules in this industry, and he did nothing wrong.

I don't blame you.

Lin Xuan pointed to Zhu Huan on the ground.

"Keep an eye on this person, don't let him escape, and then your matter is over."

Upon hearing this, the third brother spoke gratefully, bowing even lower:

"Understood, Mr. Lin!"

"Is there any food?" Lin Xuan asked.

"Yes!" Third Brother nodded quickly.

"I'm tired after playing all night."

Lin Xuan stretched, his joints cracking.

"I...I understand!"

Third Brother turned around and shouted towards the square, "Pockmarked Guy, go prepare the best food! Hurry up!"

"Understood, Third Brother!"

Ma Zi ran off in a flash, as fast as a rabbit.

At his third brother's invitation, Lin Xuan sat down at the front table of the mahjong game.

Wang Tianhu and his third brother sat down, one on the left and one on the right.

"Brother Tiger, thank you so much for this."

After Lin Xuan sat down, he began to speak.

His voice was sincere, without any formality or perfunctory tone.

"Mr. Lin, how can you say that!"

Wang Tianhu waved his hand, looking serious.

"You saved my life! Your business is my business! Don't even mention making a trip to Fujia Village, even if it means going through fire and water, I, Wang Tianhu, wouldn't bat an eye!"

Lin Xuan smiled.

He thought for a moment, then spoke:

"You should find something else to do after this."

"what?"

Tiger was somewhat confused when he heard this.

He scratched his head.

Lin Xuan took the tea his third brother poured for him and took a sip.

The tea is very fragrant; it's a top-quality Tieguanyin with a long-lasting sweet aftertaste.

"I've started a company, and I'll have some projects coming up. Why don't you come work for me? I'll give you a few projects to work on, and it should be much more stable than what you're doing now."

"project…"

Wang Tianhu repeated it to himself, then his eyes widened suddenly: "Holy crap! Mr. Lin, are you serious?"

"nature."

"Okay! Okay!"

Wang Tianhu was so excited he almost jumped off his chair.

"Then...then I won't do these things anymore! Hahaha!"

He laughed heartily, and his laughter echoed across the square.

I've been doing this for over twenty years.

I was always fighting and living in fear, and I never thought I could have a proper job.

If it weren't for Mr. Lin, I would have been poisoned to death long ago.

Now, Mr. Lin's words have pulled him out of the mire.

Lin Xuan smiled and nodded, then turned his gaze to his silent third brother.

"Third Brother?"

"Just call me Wei Ran, Mr. Lin."

The third brother bowed slightly, speaking respectfully.

"I'm the third son in my family, so my brothers affectionately call me Third Brother. My real name is Wei Ran, Wei as in hygiene and Ran as in naturalness."

"Um."

Lin Xuan nodded, then looked at Wang Tianhu.

"Brother Tiger, you go ahead and do your work for a bit. Mr. Wei and I have something to discuss."

"good!"

Wang Tianhu nodded hurriedly.

After he left, Wei Ran felt a little guilty to be honest.

He didn't know what Lin Xuan wanted to say to him.

He could only sit there, his back ramrod straight.

The way his fingers slid back and forth on his knee betrayed his inner tension.

"Mr. Lin, is there something you want to say?"

He asked tentatively.

Lin Xuan looked at this somewhat refined young man, who seemed completely out of place in this village, and smiled as he spoke:

Do you know what's happening to you?

"I?"

Wei Ran was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Lin Xuan meant.

"Haven't you noticed that your physical fitness is much better than that of an average person?"

Lin Xuan picked up his teacup and took another sip.

Wei Ran's eyes widened suddenly, and his pupils contracted sharply.

His heart began to race.

He kept this secret for two years and never told anyone.

He thought that only he knew, that he was the only one who felt this way.

But now, Lin Xuan said it casually.

"You mean... you know why I'm like this?!"

His voice was trembling, and his hands were trembling too.

The feeling was like someone who had walked in the dark for a long time suddenly seeing the light.

Seeing his expression, Lin Xuan understood even more.

Sure enough, this is a wild ancient martial arts practitioner!

Just like before!

Without being enlightened or guided, a sense of Qi has already been generated within the body.

Such people are one in a million, and are extremely rare.

He nodded and extended his hand:

"May I take your pulse?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Wei Ran extended his hand.

His hands were long, fair, and had distinct knuckles.

Lin Xuan placed his fingers on his wrist, closed his eyes, and felt the pulse coming from his fingertips.

really!

There was a flow of true energy within his body, though it was very weak.

Moreover, it's just a chaotic and disorderly state.

Like a clump of loose sand, without cohesion or guidance.

That energy surged erratically through my meridians, moving here and there without any discernible pattern.

No wonder he has great strength but can't unleash its full potential.

Lin Xuan opened his eyes, withdrew his hand, and looked at Wei Ran.

"I'm the same as you."

His voice was very soft.

"really!"

Wei Ran nodded, his expression shifting from tense to relieved, and then from relieved to excited.

From last night until now.

He kept thinking about how Lin Xuan had defeated him.

That terrifying speed and power were simply beyond the realm of ordinary people.

He punched himself so hard he couldn't even react!

This is the only explanation that makes sense!

"So, there are many people like us...?"

Wei Ran looked on with anticipation.