"You... what are you going to do?" Su Tianding's voice trembled, fear evident in his eyes as he looked at Ning Xingchen. The power this young man had just displayed was overwhelming. It seemed he could kill a tiger with one punch, let alone a person.
Having traveled far and wide, Su Tianding was knowledgeable. He suspected Ning Xingchen might be a martial arts expert with powerful internal energy.
Martial arts experts were said to possess internal energy so powerful it could break stones and defeat enemies with a single touch. Su Tianding, with his old bones, couldn't withstand such an assault.
"Divine Doctor Su, isn't it time you fulfilled your promise?" Ning Xingchen looked at Su Tianding with a playful expression.
"Hmph, kid, don't push your luck. I am the unrivaled divine doctor of China. If you dare disrespect me, you'll bring death upon yourself!" Su Tianding frowned at Ning Xingchen, speaking in a deep voice.
"Haha, you must be an idiot. Even if you were the Emperor, you'd have to kneel and beg for mercy if you offended me," Ning Xingchen laughed, looking at Su Tianding as if he were a fool.
"Kid, no matter how skilled you are, there are plenty of people stronger than you!" Su Tianding roared in anger. In his years of practice, no one had ever dared to disrespect him. Even high-ranking officials treated him with utmost courtesy.
"Stop wasting time and eat the dung. If I have to make you, it will be much worse for you," Ning Xingchen said calmly, his tone resolute.
"You…"
Before Su Tianding could finish his sentence, Ning Xingchen grabbed him by the collar, dragging him like a dead dog out the door and towards the stables behind the villa.
Many in the Zhou family gasped, thinking Ning Xingchen was too audacious. This was Su Tianding, not some disposable trash like Ma Hongyu. Offending him would surely bring severe consequences.
Thus, the Zhou family members, young and old, hurriedly followed. Zhou Yuanda's eyes held a hint of appreciation. Ruthlessness and decisiveness were qualities of a great leader. Zhou Yuanda couldn't help but admire Ning Xingchen more.
Seeing Su Tianding struggling, Ning Xingchen kicked him in the chest.
Agony shot through Su Tianding, making him scream. His body convulsed in pain, his face contorted, and sweat beaded on his forehead. He was now certain that Ning Xingchen was a martial arts expert with internal energy.
This internal energy, in some fantasy worlds, might be called fighting spirit!
"Get in." Ning Xingchen coldly ordered, kicking Su Tianding into the stables. Ning Xingchen had noticed this place upon arriving at the Zhou house.
Old Master Zhou loved horses, so he had built a small stable behind the villa, housing strong Mongolian horses.
"Hurry up and eat. If I have to force you, it will be even more humiliating," Ning Xingchen said with a cold smile.
"Bastard, I'd rather die than eat this. You little brat, I'll have someone kill you," Su Tianding, sitting on a pile of horse manure, cursed, his threats clear.
Ning Xingchen, uninterested in arguing with such a worm, walked into the stable, grabbed Su Tianding's arm, and squeezed his wrist bone.
A crunching sound echoed as Su Tianding screamed in agony, his bone crushed and feeling gradually lost.
"Damn it… Fine, I'll eat it, I'll eat it now!" Su Tianding, forced into submission, grabbed a warm pile of black matter, ignoring the stench, and stuffed it into his mouth.
"People can be so pathetic. If you had eaten it earlier, you wouldn't have suffered so much," Ning Xingchen shook his head, sighing, then turned to leave.
Seated in the stables, Su Tianding seethed with hatred for Ning Xingchen. He was determined to hire an assassin to kill Ning Xingchen. He wouldn't rest until his revenge was complete!
...
"Grandpa Zhou, Sitong, I have some matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave."
"Xingchen, come visit often. This is your home," Zhou Yuanda said sincerely.
"Okay, Grandpa Zhou, please stay here."
"Senior, I'll walk you out," Zhou Sitong said, seemingly having a lot to say to Ning Xingchen.
"No need, Grandpa Zhou just recovered. Stay with him!" Ning Xingchen smiled.
"How about I see Young Master Ning off?" A seductive voice, filled with excitement, came from the crowd. It was none other than Chen Rong.
Everyone looked at Chen Rong curiously, wondering why the mistress seemed so excited.
Zhou Wei quickly pulled his young wife, feeling an ominous sense of jealousy.
"Goodbye." Ning Xingchen cleared his throat and hurriedly left, fearing that Chen Rong would cling to him, requiring hours to satisfy her.
...
A few days after leaving the Zhou family, it was suddenly the weekend. Ning Xingchen remembered a high school reunion he had to attend.
In the late afternoon, Ning Xingchen drove to pick up Lin Xun'er to go with her.
Lin Xun'er's family was not wealthy, living in an old community in Donghai. Her father left her and her mother behind when she was young and disappeared without a trace. No one knew his whereabouts.
Lin Xun'er's mother never spoke of the man who abandoned them. Whenever Ning Xingchen visited, her mother always looked melancholic, much like Lin Daiyu from "Dream of the Red Chamber."
Ning Xingchen parked his Ferrari at the entrance of the community. After ten minutes, a beautiful girl with delicate features and a perfect appearance emerged from the neighborhood. She wore a blue dress, revealing her fair arms and long legs. Her figure was flawless, a masterpiece of nature—a top-tier beauty.
People on both sides of the street looked at Lin Xun'er as if a fairy had descended. Many men stared in amazement.
Ning Xingchen was also entranced. Lin Xun'er's pure beauty was intoxicating. Just one look and he felt the world was incredibly beautiful.
Ning Xingchen quickly got out of the car and opened the door for Lin Xun'er with a smile.
"Sorry, I'm late," Lin Xun'er apologized softly.
"No, you're not late. I'd wait for you forever if I had to!" Ning Xingchen said sincerely.
"Smooth talker," Lin Xun'er blushed, got into the car, and sat in the passenger seat.