Yan Jian almost cried out of frustration—why pick up sothing like that when there’s plenty of guns at ho? Why would the distinguished Xue Ruke say to take a "stick"?!
Xue Ruke nodded seriously: "I recognize that car of his, it’s the famous ’Ghost Sports Car’. Even if I go out there with a gun, if he floors the gas pedal, I wouldn’t be able to hit him; but a stick might actually do the trick."
"What?" Yan Jian, exhausted and with a mind in a daze, couldn’t comprehend what Uncle Xue ant.
Xue Ruke turned and picked up a stick being used as a door bolt, winked at Yan Jian: "Watch this." And with that, he actually headed out the door towards Jas’s car!
Yan Jian was so shocked she forgot about all her pain and turned her head, fixed on Xue Ruke.
The Xue Family’s ancestor was the deputy to the grand marshal of the Tang Family, personally invited out of retirent by the old marshal himself, a master with top-notch horsemanship and martial skills. The Xue Family ca to M Country with the Tang Family and has maintained its martial traditions across generations. As for Xue Ruke’s generation, don’t let his constant smile fool you, when things get serious, even Tang Yanxi and Tang Yanqing have taken a severe beating from him in the past.
Besides... who says a stick is useless against a car? She personally heard Jia Tianzi say that, back in the day, her brother used a stick to smash a windshield to save her sister-in-law.
Her brother being Uncle Xue’s apprentice, could it be that Uncle Xue, as his master, is going to personally recreate the scene?
The more Yan Jian thought about it, the more it seed possible, so she tensely covered her ears.
A stick smashing glass, in the dead of night, would make quite a sound.
However, it didn’t turn out as Yan Jian thought. Xue Ruke wasn’t about to mimic Tang Yanqing’s youthful recklessness from back in the day; he just walked over with a smile, seriously standing by the car, seeming to give Jas a chance to "assess the situation and run". He even smiled towards the car door, gesturing at Jas to drive off.
Yet Jas made the sa mistake of youthful arrogance as Tang Yanqing once did, simply raising an eyebrow defiantly, ignoring Xue Ruke.
In Jas’s eyes, if he dared to intrude on the Tang Family and face down the old master, what’s this re gatekeeper to the Tang Family to him?
And besides, even if he’s carrying a stick out, what’s he going to do? Smash the car? Or scratch the paint?
For one, he believed the Tang Family’s prestige wouldn’t tolerate such behavior; secondly... Pff, even if he did smash a window or scratch so paint, would he really care?
Jas even rolled down the car window, shrugged with a smile at Xue Ruke, acting as if he didn’t care at all.
But Xue Ruke also smiled, with a face full of gentleness and courtesy, yet after smiling, he acted with lightning speed!
The stick didn’t swing towards the glass nor the car’s body and paint but aid downward straight at the wheel.
There are countless car types in this world, each with different wheel and hub designs. The Koenigsegg has maintained a large gap design between its spokes over the years, and this Xue Ruke noticed at a glance at the doorway. With this move, he directly thrust the stick into the large gap between the spokes!
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Jas saw it through the mirror, initially startled, then quickly realizing what Xue Ruke intended. He was so shocked he hurriedly opened the car door and got out to check the car’s condition.
Xue Ruke clapped his hands with satisfaction, still smiling at Jas: "Don’t worry, young man, Uncle Xue here is quite precise, I won’t harm your car."
He even patted Jas on the shoulder: "Your car looks pretty tough, surely it can withstand a little poke, right?"
Xue Ruke spoke of the car, but his gaze seed to carry a subtle deeper aning as he looked Jas up and down.
Jas found this quite irkso, his blue eyes flickered with dark light, squinting at Xue Ruke.
Yan Jian watched from afar, unwilling to watch any longer, forgot all her pain, and quickly moved over to separate the two, instinctively shielding Xue Ruke.
Uncle Xue, after all, is over 50; when facing Jas’s youthful aggression, there’s always the feeling he might be at a disadvantage.
She took a deep breath and looked up at Jas: "Let’s say, even if Uncle Xue did damage your car, you can just take it for repairs, I’ll pay the costs!"
Jas found her words abrasive, squinted at her, and slowly questioned: "What did you say?"
Yan Jian didn’t want to engage with him nor thought about why her words might have been off, just grabbed Xue Ruke’s hand: "Uncle Xue, let’s go back, alright? It’s past the ti to lock the gate."
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