As the Tao Family’s number one expert and a Yellow Rank Innate Realm martial artist at the Middle Stage, bodyguard Tao Yi was always confident in his martial arts skills.
In his view, riffraff like Liu Yidao, who was of no particular note, absolutely had no chance of avoiding his strike.
As long as he hit Liu Yidao, the latter would have to spend the rest of his life in bed!
However, in just an instant, soone had been able to predict the landing spot of his attack, accurately and unmistakably moving Liu Yidao out of harm’s way.
This forced him to raise his spirits.
"Mo Han! I’ve long heard that your kung fu is top-notch; today, I, Tao Yi, shall ask for your guidance!"
Tao Yi had heard Tao Wenqiang and his son Tao Donglai discuss Mo Han multiple tis, and in their talks, Mo Han’s martial arts were described as unfathomable, very likely even more powerful than his own.
This irked Tao Yi.
As the saying goes, there is no first place in literature and no second in martial arts.
Martial artists always carried a sense of pride, never admitting soone else was better unless they had competed against them.
Therefore, upon seeing Mo Han make a move, Tao Yi, on impulse, issued a challenge imdiately.
"Tao Yi? I’ve heard you are the Tao Family’s leading expert, why not let , Han Feng, seek so pointers!"
Just then, an unfamiliar voice ca from the crowd.
All eyes turned to see a middle-aged man in a black trench coat, hands clasped behind his back, striding over confidently.
Behind the man followed two stalwart n with robust physiques, clearly showing that their external martial arts had been brought to perfection.
"Han Feng?"
Upon hearing this na, Tao Yi searched his mory and blurted out, "The head of the Martial Alliance branch in Jiangling City, Han Feng?"
"Humph! You unexpectedly know a thing or two!"
Han Feng nodded slightly, then walked up to Mo Han with a smile in front of everyone and said, "Mister Mo, I hope my uninvited presence hasn’t intruded upon you and your wife?"
"Not at all, of course not."
Mo Han hadn’t expected the head of the Jiangling branch of the Martial Alliance to co in person. He chuckled in response, "It pleases to have you at my wife’s store opening ceremony, Chairman Han."
Turning to Luo Ning beside him, he introduced, "Ning’er, this is Brother Han Feng. He runs a martial arts school in Jiangling, and sotis I go there to exchange so moves with them."
Luo Ning wasn’t sure what the Martial Alliance was, but upon hearing that it involved running a martial arts school, she vaguely understood.
In her mind, the Martial Alliance was probably similar to the elite Taekwondo gym chains outside.
Indeed, Mo Han enjoyed martial arts but couldn’t properly practice at ho, so it seed quite normal for him to go to a martial arcade to spar.
Thinking this, she smiled at Han Feng and offered polite words, "Brother Han, hello, please co inside and have a seat. Mo Han often troubles you on normal days..."
"No trouble at all, no trouble."
Han Feng waved his hand and replied with a laugh, "If anything, it’s our Martial Alliance who troubles Mister Mo."
Then, as if rembering sothing, he took off a jade pendant from around his neck and passed it over, "Madam Mo, I got the ssage quite abruptly and didn’t have anything good to gift."
"This jade pendant was given to by a high monk I assisted in the White Horse Temple years ago."
"It’s not worth much, but it can tranquilize the mind and ward off misfortune."
"Madam Mo, you must accept it."
Luo Ning hastily declined, "Brother Han, that’s your amulet; how could I take it?"
"Keep it safe. Your presence alone has already delighted both and Mo Han."
This was indeed no re courtesy; Luo Ning had called over a dozen clients, and not one had shown up, making Han Feng, aside from He Chen, the second guest to arrive.
Mo Han nodded and said, "Brother Han, we appreciate the sentint, but that pendant is your fate; we couldn’t possibly accept it."
He Chen chuckled and added, "Chairman Han, you might as well keep it for yourself."
"A big man wearing it all the ti and giving it to Madam Mo, how does that look?"
"If you truly want to congratulate, just see if there are places at the Martial Alliance center that need renovating or the like, and send a few more contracts Madam Mo’s way."
"Exactly, exactly!"
Realizing his earlier faux pas, Han Feng scratched his head and said with embarrassed laughter, "Look at , my brain isn’t quite sharp."
He looked at one of his n and asked, "Xiao Zhang, does our Martial Alliance have any places that need refurbishing recently?"
Zhang Da, the deputy head of the Jiangling City branch of the Martial Alliance, managed so of the day-to-day affairs.
After thinking for a mont, he said, "Yes, our first and second training halls are too dilapidated, and people have been complaining. I’ve been worried about finding a suitable design and renovation company."
"Additionally, the Martial Alliance’s canteen and library both need expansion..."
"Well, let’s assign these projects to Madam Mo’s studio!"
Han Feng declared with a grand gesture, "Madam Mo, please arrange it on your end; as for the cost, don’t worry—I can transfer the full paynt in advance."
He Chen had just brought over a dozen projects, and now Han Feng was handing over projects like the training halls, canteen, and library to be managed, all with upfront paynt.
Luo Ning was overjoyed but soon found herself in a quandary, "Um, Brother Han, I just took on over a dozen projects, and the studio has just opened; there’s a lot we can’t manage at once."
"If your projects are urgent, I’m afraid we might have to find soone else..."
"What’s the rush? No rush!"
Han Feng burst out laughing, "We’ll proceed according to Madam Mo’s schedule. Whenever you’re ready, we’ll handle our Martial Alliance matters then."
"After all, those training halls, canteen, and library are still serviceable, so there’s no need to hurry."
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