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Yujingyuan Residential Community.

Jiang family.

In the kitchen, Liu Aifang was busy at the stove, her forehead covered in sweat.

To entertain the relatives who came to visit today, she, who is usually frugal, not only bought fresh seafood, but also cut several kilograms of exotic animal meat.

"Why haven't Jiang Feng and Wei Lan returned yet after being out for so long?"

"They must have gone somewhere to have fun."

She muttered to herself, thinking she would call her son later.

Inside the living room.

Jiang Jianguo, who had taken half a day off from work, entertained his elder brother's family in the living room.

Sitting opposite him was Jiang Feng's uncle, Jiang Jianye.

He had a thick gold chain around his neck, weighed 280 pounds, but was only 1.6 meters tall, and had an astonishingly large belly.

He tells everyone he meets that he has a big stomach, not a big belly.

He was so fat that he could barely breathe, yet he insisted on wearing a tight-fitting suit, which looked quite comical.

"Jianguo, I'm not trying to be mean, but I'm telling you something."

"Look at you, you've toiled half your life in that lousy company, and you only make a few cents a month?"

He brazenly propped his feet up on the glass coffee table, puffing out smoke while incessantly boasting.

"That huge order I just landed at the building materials market this year—even a small skim of profit would amount to hundreds of thousands of yuan!"

"That's what perspective is, you understand?"

Jiang Jianguo could only nod with a forced smile and mutter a sullen reply: "Big brother is right."

Sitting next to Jiang Jianye is his wife, Wu Chunhua.

This older woman was also overweight, with a thick layer of foundation on her face, high cheekbones, and downturned lips, giving her a sharp and mean-spirited appearance.

She was cracking open a handful of sunflower seeds, spitting the shells all over the ground.

The trash can was right next to her, but she acted as if she didn't see it at all.

"Oh, money is a small matter!"

Wu Chunhua boasted in a loud voice, "The future of our Jiang family still rests on our Jinlong!"

"Second brother, you have no idea!"

"My son Jinlong is at Linchuan Martial Arts University; he's a favorite of the professors!"

"His mentors all praised him for his exceptional talent!"

"He hasn't even finished his first year of university, and his martial arts realm is about to break through to the second rank!"

"The girls at school are lining up in droves, all wanting to pursue our Jinlong."

"However, our Golden Dragon has high standards and is focused solely on martial arts, completely ignoring them!"

Sitting next to them was their beloved son, Jiang Jinlong, whom they were so proud of.

Jiang Jinlong was a tall, thin man with a face covered in pockmarks.

Although he was dressed in trendy clothes, his face was deathly pale, and his breathing was weak and shallow.

He not only failed to break through to the second rank last month, but also suffered a severe backlash due to the reverse flow of his qi and blood!

The reason for the failure is also ridiculous!

When he was in high school, in order to prepare for the college entrance examination, he drank the qi and blood medicine that his family bought like water, and did not pay any attention to cultivating his martial arts foundation.

Actually, the side effects of drinking more qi and blood tonics are not that terrible. As long as you endure more hardship in actual combat training, you can still solidify your foundation.

Jiang Jinlong's talent in getting into Linchuan Martial Arts University was already quite impressive.

but!

This kid got blinded by the allure of university!

He spends all his time going to bars and nightclubs with his cronies and getting massages at bathhouses, completely forgetting about his hard work and self-cultivation!

In order to maintain his apparent blood and qi levels, he could only go to his family every few days to plead poverty and ask for money to buy expensive medicines and force-feed them to him.

Therefore, although he now possesses the Qi and Blood value of a first-grade nine-star, his foundation is completely rotten!

In terms of actual combat strength, he probably couldn't even beat a martial artist who had just broken through to the first rank!

Even the professors at Wuhan University shook their heads and sighed, warning him that if he failed to break through again next time, he would be stuck at the first rank for life and completely ruined.

His mentor advised him to work hard to solidify his foundation, train diligently for a year, and then try to reach the second rank.

But Jiang Jinlong wouldn't listen.

He must break through to the second rank immediately!

Otherwise, it would be so embarrassing to remain at the first rank forever!

As for making him cultivate diligently?

What's the difference between that and killing him?

At this moment, listening to his mother's enthusiastic praise, Jiang Jinlong proudly raised his chin, his face full of pride.

Among a large family of poor relatives, he, a top student from Linchuan Martial Arts University, was undoubtedly the most promising true emperor!

However, seeing that his parents were only focused on bragging and hadn't gotten to the point, Jiang Jinlong started to get a little anxious.

They've condescended to come to my second uncle's house today, not to visit relatives, but to borrow money!

Jiang Jinlong drinks the Qi and Blood tonic like a beverage every day, and has long since emptied Jiang Jianye's pockets of money.

And in order to try again to reach the second rank.

He absolutely must buy a Bone Tempering Breakthrough Pill!

This thing is ridiculously expensive. The average quality starts at 100,000 yuan, and the excellent quality can cost as much as 150,000 yuan!

They've scraped together enough money, but they're still short 80,000 yuan!

That's why they set their sights on their honest and simple second uncle.

Of course, even though they said it was to borrow money.

But in Jiang Jinlong's view, this money was naturally not going to be returned.

Once I become a second-grade martial artist, this 80,000 yuan will be considered my second uncle's investment.

Pay back?

I'll never pay back the money in this lifetime!

"Ahem!"

Jiang Jinlong cleared his throat impatiently, frowned, and interjected, "Second Uncle, hasn't Jiang Feng returned yet? What time is it?"

"My cousin, a top student from Wuhan University, finally came to visit, and he, as her younger brother, didn't even bother to greet me?"

Jiang Jinlong's tone was full of dissatisfaction and blame.

Boasting to my second uncle and aunt, two ordinary people who can't even distinguish martial arts levels, is like talking to a brick wall; it won't get you anywhere!

Only by using his experience as an expert to give Jiang Feng some proper advice can he really show off!

Hearing what his son said.

Wu Chunhua joined in the commotion, glaring at him as she asked, "Yeah! Second brother! Where's your Jiang Feng? What time is it and he's still not back?"

"And where is that good-for-nothing who just freeloads?!"

"We're supposed to be elders, and we've come to visit, yet these two younger relatives haven't even shown their faces. They've just left us hanging like this. How did they learn such manners?!"

"That's so rude!"

Hearing his sister-in-law repeatedly call Wei Lan a "money-loser," Jiang Jianguo's honest face instantly turned a deep purplish-red.

But he gritted his teeth and swallowed his anger.