From a tuberculosis patient to a martial arts master

"Too much of a good thing is bad."

Zhu Hong understood and did not insist.

He originally thought that if he could break through six or seven meridians with a single White Yuan Fruit, he would be satisfied. Unexpectedly, he broke through nine meridians in one go, and even almost broke through the tenth one.

Thinking of this, Zhu Hong stopped dwelling on the matter of the Niwan Palace.

He directed the last bit of medicinal power to the nine meridians that had already been opened, nourishing them carefully to consolidate their strength.

Although the medicine was weak, it was still a piece of meat.

There is a saying:

Leftover rice and scraps of vegetables were used to raise a chubby baby.

After one incense stick has burned.

After the effects of the medicine wore off, Zhu Hong slowly opened his eyes, let out a long sigh, and smiled: "That's enough." Then, he got up and stretched his limbs, making crackling sounds all over his body, like popping beans.

The force ultimately settled at just over eight stones.

He was quite pleased. He had been working on his nine meridians, and he was only one step away from breaking through the tenth meridian, the Foot Jueyin Meridian. He was confident that the Jiang family would provide him with enough "fertilizer" to truly break through to the Martial Apprentice level in the upcoming battles.

"After three days of confinement, it's time to go back."

Zhu Hong raised his eyes, suppressed the joy in them, pushed open the door and left the martial arts dormitory, heading straight for the class dormitory.

at this time.

The sun was setting in the west, and a gentle breeze was blowing on my face.

"Eh..."

Lin Jizhi had just returned from the outer street and was hurrying towards the classroom when suddenly his eyes narrowed and a familiar figure caught his eye. He quickly waved and shouted to the person, "Zhu Hong! Hong boy! Wait for me!" He ran towards the covered walkway ahead while shouting.

"Get the lost value back?"

Zhu Hong smiled slightly and asked him a question.

"Hmm, just finished distributing the money." Lin Jizhi quickly took a few steps to catch up, glancing around and scrutinizing Zhu Hong repeatedly. Suddenly, he let out a soft "Eh~" and said, "Strange, but in the past few days, your whole demeanor seems different?"

"no the same……"

Zhu Hong raised an eyebrow slightly: "How is it different?"

Lin Jizhi scratched the back of his head, pondered for a long time, and then nodded and said, "I feel that you are more attractive than before, and you have suddenly become more handsome. Anyway," he said, forcibly suppressing his smile and putting on a serious face.

"It looks better now."

Seeing this, Zhu Hong gave him a strange look and asked, "You've started learning the art of physiognomy?"

"Haha, how could that be?" Lin Jizhi clicked his tongue, his tone tinged with self-deprecation, and sighed, "How could a coarse and uncouth person like me be worthy of learning the art of physiognomy? If I could truly master the art of observing a person's aura, I would be truly successful in this life."

After saying that, he rolled his eyes and changed the subject:

"Let's not talk about that now."

"But you," he leaned forward, a hint of puzzlement in his expression, and patted Zhu Hong's shoulder suspiciously, "always free, not a soul in sight. Do you know how chaotic things are outside?"

"It's causing chaos..."

Zhu Hong paused, turned around, and asked, "Tell me, what exactly happened?"

Seeing that he indeed didn't know, Lin Ji's urge to tell stories immediately surged up, and he said with great enthusiasm, "Yesterday, Officer Wei led his men into the Jiang residence and forcibly detained one of Jiang Jingtang's men. Also," he spoke fluently, getting more and more excited as he went on.

"Lord Qingshan went to the Chi family."

What do you think?

Not long after, the Chi family themselves brought a portly, fat man to the yamen!

Zhu Hong raised an eyebrow slightly:

"Has the person already been dealt with?"

"They were executed yesterday afternoon, right at Caishikou." Lin Jizhi raised his hand and gestured across his neck. "The boss personally supervised the execution. There were so many onlookers. Those two were such cowards, their legs were so weak with fear, they were practically dragged to their deaths."

Zhu Hong paused for a moment, then said calmly, "They got off easy."

Seeing that he looked indifferent and showed no curiosity whatsoever, Lin Ji felt a sudden, uneasy unease, and quickly pressed, "Don't you want to ask why? Or..." He paused, a mischievous eagerness flashing in his eyes, and urged, "..."

"Ask again?"

He seemed to feel uneasy if he didn't share his many interesting stories with Zhu Hong.

"it is good."

Zhu Hong agreed verbally, but his feet didn't slow down. "I'll ask next time."

Lin Ji knew what he was going to say, and he could guess the gist of it without even listening. He couldn't hear the news he wanted to hear, and he was too lazy to bother with the trivial matters he could hear. Now he just wanted to rush back to the barracks as soon as possible to ask Wang Zhenshan about the details of the past few days.

It's best to settle this matter as soon as possible.

Lin Jizhi was speechless, opened her mouth to stop him again, but saw that Zhu Hong had already walked far away. She could only stomp her foot behind him and mutter, "Next time? I won't say it next time."

……

It's only a few miles away, but you'll arrive in no time.

Zhu Hong and his companion turned off the path and returned to the dormitory. Lin Jizhi followed him inside, but Wang Zhenshan yelled at them to get out and guard the door. Before anyone could come out, no one was allowed to go in.

"Damn it."

Lin Jizhi was met with a cold shoulder and felt extremely wronged.

He stood outside, guarding the door, kicking pebbles on the ground as he walked, muttering curses under his breath. When he reached the door, he glanced back, saw it was tightly shut, sighed, and obediently squatted on the threshold, saying to himself with a self-deprecating laugh:

"have to!

"I was born to be a doorman."

As he spoke, he took out a handful of sunflower seeds from his pocket and slowly cracked them open, no longer annoyed.

"They're so noisy and unruly."

Wang Zhenshan casually remarked, glanced at Lin Jizhi outside, then turned to Zhu Hong and slowly said, "You're back. These past few days have been packed with things. If you hadn't come back, I'm afraid we wouldn't have been able to keep up."

Zhu Hong chuckled.

"When a dog is cornered, it'll jump over the wall; you can't blame anyone else." Before he finished speaking, he sat down opposite him, changed the subject, and asked directly:

"Boss, tell me what's been happening these past few days."

Wang Zhenshan put the documents in his hand on the table, leaned back, crossed his arms, and said calmly, "Wei Qingyuan, the person you asked for has been taken. It didn't take much trouble; he was executed yesterday."

"I already know that."

Zhu Hong shrugged, tilted his head and pointed towards the door, "He already said it."

"..."

Wang Zhenshan was slightly taken aback, then said softly, "As always." After saying that, he paused for a moment, as if considering his words, before speaking, "Last night, just as you predicted, someone attacked Liu Housheng's family."

Zhu Hong's heart tightened, and his expression changed slightly:

"Are you all alright?"

"That Liu family has been personally watched by Jin Buhuan these past few days; nothing will happen to them." Wang Zhenshan glanced at him, his tone reassuring.

"You can rest assured."

Although he had sent Jin Buhuan to look after him, he was still a little uneasy when he heard that Uncle Liu's family was being targeted because of him.

"Boss, are you someone from the Jiang family?"

A cold glint flashed in Zhu Hong's eyes.

"Most likely." Wang Zhenshan picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a bowl, but didn't pour one for Zhu Hong. He took a sip himself and said, "They're all assassins. They won't talk even if you kill them."