The Ding family’s old residence.
In Ding Zhaoguo’s room.
After receiving dical treatnt from Chen Fan, Ding Zhaoguo’s condition had improved significantly, and he was thus brought back ho to recuperate.
His complexion had regained much of its color, but he still needed to take dicine for a while before he could fully recover.
At this mont, Ding Ling was sitting by the bed, recounting the day’s events to Ding Zhaoguo.
Chen Fan was seated on a chair not far away, feeling the surge of power within his body and sensing an imminent breakthrough.
He was concerned about the possibility of a sudden ergency with Ding Zhaoguo, so he had followed him ho.
Feng Jing stood in front of the bed, her head bowed and silent.
After listening to Ding Ling’s account, Ding Zhaoguo looked at Feng Jing and bellowed, "Kneel!"
Feng Jing trembled and hurriedly knelt down.
"Do you know where you went wrong?" Ding Zhaoguo’s expression was grim.
Feng Jing said repentantly, "I... I know. I shouldn’t have treated Chen Fan with that attitude, and I definitely shouldn’t have blindly believed in the dical skills of foreigners, putting them above our own."
"Hmph!" Ding Zhaoguo snorted coldly, "It seems you still have so self-awareness. If you had continued to refuse to admit your mistake, I would have divorced you today!"
Tears began to fall from Feng Jing’s eyes as she pleaded, "Husband, I have realized my mistake and have already knelt and apologized to Chen Fan. Please, can you forgive ?"
Ding Zhaoguo turned to Chen Fan, "Chen Fan, you are my lifesaver, and my foolish wife has offended you. However you wish to deal with her, just say the word, and I will not be biased!"
Chen Fan sighed, "Uncle Ding, she has already apologized to . Let’s just leave it at that."
Feng Jing looked at Chen Fan gratefully, "Chen Fan, thank you."
Chen Fan spoke indifferently, "I just hope you rember that Huaxia’s dical arts have been handed down for five thousand years, while Western dicine only has a few centuries of history. Our ancestors’ wisdom is not sothing those foreigners can comprehend. Just don’t blindly admire everything foreign from now on."
Feng Jing nodded earnestly, "I will definitely keep that in mind! I won’t be so foolish again in the future!"
It was only then that Ding Zhaoguo spoke, "Alright, since Chen Fan has forgiven you, stand up."
A smile spread across Feng Jing’s face as she stood up.
Ding Zhaoguo then turned to Chen Fan, "Chen Fan, tonight I’ll have them prepare a banquet to thank you. Stay with us."
Following that, Ding Ling added, "Don’t stay at a hotel, it’s not as comfortable as ho here. I’ll go prepare a room for you."
Feng Jing also joined in, urging him to stay.
Unable to resist the Ding family’s enthusiasm, and with his anger having subsided, Chen Fan reluctantly agreed.
The Ding family’s old residence was only a few hundred ters from People’s Square, which made it convenient for Chen Fan to et Liu Hualong’s senior brother the following day.
The afternoon.
Chen Fan was seated cross-legged in the room prepared by Ding Ling, his power undulating around him.
After a long while, he opened his eyes and murmured to himself, "Without the Five Elents Fusion Spirit Formation, breaking through still poses so difficulty."
"It looks like I need to find so Spiritual dicine," he thought.
With this in mind, Chen Fan took out his cellphone and searched for nearby herbal dicine wholesalers and traditional dicine shops, then left the Ding residence alone.
As he passed by People’s Square, he noticed that they had already started constructing a platform.
Moreover, almost everyone walking by him was discussing the life-and-death fight scheduled for tomorrow.
He stopped a passerby, "Brother, what’s going on over there?"
The passerby was visibly excited, "They’re setting up the stage. Tomorrow, the chief disciple of the Extre Path Martial Hall is going to have a life-and-death match. The Life-Death Challenge Letter has been sent out, and the news is practically everywhere in the Martial Arts Circle and among martial arts enthusiasts. Don’t you know?"
Chen Fan smiled, "I just ca out from my ho and don’t know yet."
The passerby was full of anticipation, "I heard that the senior brother of the Extre Path Martial Hall has reached the legendary Grandmaster Realm, the kind that can kill a person through the air, which is quite impressive, but I still don’t know who his opponent is."
"But I feel that to make a Grandmaster personally issue a Life-Death Challenge Letter, this opponent must also be no ordinary person."
Chen Fan said with a smile, "Maybe it’s just a very ordinary person, like ."
At that mont, a girl passed by, heard the two people discussing tomorrow’s duel to the death, and imdiately stopped.
She glanced at Chen Fan and showed a face of disdain, "Like you? Don’t flatter yourself too much. If the senior brother’s opponent were like you, there’s no need for a Life-Death Challenge Letter, he could just punch you, and you wouldn’t be able to get up from the ground."
Chen Fan laughed heartily, "Then what do you think the opponent is like?"
The girl’s face was filled with imagination, "That must be a fierce and majestic figure, like a War God."
She then revealed a mysterious smile and said quietly, "I have inside information, reportedly this opponent is very young, and I’ve seen his picture too!"
"Oh? Can I take a look?" Chen Fan asked curiously.
The passerby also leaned in closer.
The girl held her head high, with a look of arrogance, "Why should I show you, he’s my new male god, you’re not worthy to see."
The passerby looked speechless and spat before leaving.
Chen Fan smiled indifferently, guessing that the girl didn’t actually have a photo; otherwise, she would have recognized him by now.
"Who would have thought that a simple duel would cause such a stir; it seems that the people of the Provincial City are very enthusiastic about Martial Arts."
Chen Fan muttered to himself and didn’t linger for long, heading towards the herbal dicine market.
After making the rounds, Chen Fan didn’t find a single aged dicinal herb.
This made him quite disappointed.
"It seems it would be difficult to break through another level before the duel."
Chen Fan sighed and walked back to the Ding family’s old house.
When passing an intersection, he saw a luxury sports car blaring its horn crazily at a delivery guy waiting for the traffic light.
The delivery guy turned his head to look at the sports car behind him and looked quite upset, "Can you stop honking the horn?"
The sports car actually drove straight into the delivery guy’s electric bike.
Bang!
Even though the impact wasn’t huge, the delivery guy was knocked down.
A crowd instantly surged to surround the scene.
The delivery guy lay on the ground, wailing and clutching one of his legs tightly.
A woman with a sexy figure, scantily clad, and wearing sunglasses stepped out of the sports car, furious, "Dare to yell at now?"
The delivery guy, enduring the pain, retorted, "It was red light just now, why were you honking continuously? Didn’t you see that you even scared an old grandma from crossing the street?"
The woman looked disdainful, "The car is mine; I can honk however I want. What’s it to you? I just find you poor people an eyesore and wanted you to disappear from my sight quickly. Is there a problem?"
"You!" the delivery guy’s face reddened with anger.
The woman snorted coldly, "Let tell you, in the entire Provincial City, I am the big boss! If I find you displeasing to the eye, I’ll bully you! Get lost quickly, don’t block my way!"
The delivery guy broke out in a cold sweat, "My leg might be broken; how do you expect to leave?"
The woman pouted, "What’s that to ! If you don’t get lost, I’ll drive right over you now! Anyway, I have plenty of money; I can afford the compensation!"
Chen Fan watched the scene with a slight frown and walked over.
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