Chapter 90

When these words were spoken, Long Tianjun's gaze turned cold, and the toes in his cloth shoes visibly tensed, clearly indicating his displeasure.

Meng Zidan's face changed dramatically. While others might not know how terrifying Long Tianjun was, she certainly did. She inwardly cursed, thinking that Lin Zixian must have mistaken Long Tianjun for someone else, leading to this major trouble. Even if the misunderstanding was cleared up, with just this one sentence, Long Tianjun, who was known for his vindictive nature, would not let it go.

No matter how she thought about it, Meng Zidan did not believe that Lin Zixian could be a match for the wealthy and powerful Long Tianjun.

What she didn't know was that Lin Zixian had known all along that he was Long Tianjun, but he didn't take it seriously. "What does it matter to me how deep your background is? You act aggressively, and I should still be polite?" he thought to himself.

To be honest, Lin Zixian didn't think that the top of the ten handsome men was particularly good-looking, just a bit more regular-looking than ordinary people. However, the air of superiority he exuded was not something an average person could match. He probably ranked first mainly because of his background and strength.

"Lin Zixian, this is Long Tianjun, the president of Hongtai Group," Meng Zidan quickly introduced, hoping to make Lin Zixian realize who he was dealing with, so he would soften his stance and say a few nice words. Then she could step in to smooth things over, avoiding unnecessary trouble due to a misunderstanding.

"Know it," Lin Zixian chuckled. "Isn't he your fiancé? I didn't do anything with you, why are you making it sound like catching us in the act?"

As he spoke, he stood up. In such a situation, any man would misunderstand. But he didn't think it was worth getting angry over. He waved his hand and said, "Mr. Long, don't misunderstand. I'm Meng Zidan's friend. I just borrowed her bathroom to take a shower. It's not what you think. I'll leave now, you two can talk."

He turned around and started to gather the clothes on the sofa, preparing to go to the bathroom to change.

However, not explaining might have been better. Long Tianjun could still maintain his composure, but once Lin Zixian started to explain, he immediately flew into a rage. "Taking a shower in my woman's room, and you think you have a reason?" he thought. If this got out, where would his face be?

He extended his hand, blocking Lin Zixian's path, and said coldly, "Just going to leave like that?"

It's over! Meng Zidan knew it was over. Long Tianjun's character was well-known, and this situation would not end well. She immediately pulled out her phone and dialed a number, saying urgently, "Sister Qin, come quickly, Long Tianjun is causing trouble in my room."

Lin Zixian was starting to lose his temper. He wasn't someone who would give face to just anyone. He looked up and down at Long Tianjun and said, "What else do you want? Do you want me to stay and spend the night with Meng Zidan? That doesn't seem appropriate, does it? I'm a very pure person."

Meng Zidan was stunned by his words. "Are you trying to make things worse?"

"Arrogant!" Long Tianjun roared, his extended hand turning into a fist, and with a powerful wind, he punched directly at Lin Zixian's chest.

"Stop it..." Meng Zidan cried out in alarm. She knew that Long Tianjun came from a famous school and his martial arts skills were far beyond the average person's. One move could either kill or seriously injure someone, and many had been crippled by him.

However, what left Meng Zidan speechless was that Lin Zixian's two fingers, holding a cigarette butt, shot out like a sharp arrow, striking Long Tianjun's wrist, stopping the fist in its tracks.

Long Tianjun's entire arm went numb, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. "Two-finger Zen! No wonder you're so arrogant," he said.

"What two-finger Zen? I'm ten-finger Zen, don't talk nonsense if you don't know," Lin Zixian sneered. "Considering you're Meng Zidan's fiancé, I advise you to stop. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite... Excuse me!"

He pushed Long Tianjun's arm away with his two fingers and picked up his clothes, heading for the bathroom.

"I underestimated you," Long Tianjun said, shaking his numb arm and laughing coldly. "If you can beat me today, I'll consider this incident as never having happened, and I won't interfere with your and Zidan's affairs. I'll even give her to you. If you can't beat me, you won't be able to walk out of this door."

"Long Tianjun! Who are you calling a slut? What dirty deeds have I done?" Meng Zidan was furious. "Who do you think you are, saying you'll give her to me?"

Long Tianjun ignored her, shouted "Again," and with a push of his feet, he shot forward, his fists like mountains, aiming for Lin Zixian's head.

Almost simultaneously, a red light shot towards Long Tianjun's face, the cigarette butt Lin Zixian flicked with his hand, hitting his face and causing sparks to fly.

In the moment Long Tianjun squinted, Lin Zixian moved like a rabbit, spinning and delivering a swift kick to Long Tianjun's abdomen, clean and precise.

With a "bang," Long Tianjun was sent flying, smashing the TV and the TV stand to pieces.

Lin Zixian landed lightly, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Is this all you've got? Considering Meng Zidan, I'll let you off again, but I warn you, once, twice, but not a third time. If you keep纠缠不清, you'll regret it."

Seeing Long Tianjun struggling to get up from the debris, Meng Zidan covered her mouth in shock, looking at Lin Zixian in disbelief. She knew Lin Zixian was skilled, but she never expected him to be so powerful, taking down Long Tianjun in one move. Long Tianjun was one of the top martial artists among the young masters in the capital.

However, Long Tianjun didn't see it that way. He touched his injured abdomen, which was painful but within his tolerance. The force wasn't that great. He could have taken a hundred such kicks. If it weren't for the cigarette butt, he might not have been hit.

"Heh! Interesting," Long Tianjun said, brushing off the debris and laughing coldly. "Your reaction speed is good, but your strength is no better than a woman's. You're only good for scratching."

Lin Zixian laughed, threw his clothes on the ground, and waved his hand. "Come on, I'll turn you into an idiot today so you don't embarrass yourself."

At that moment, there was a knock on the door. Meng Zidan quickly ran to open it, welcoming a woman who looked like a fairy from the clouds.

"Sister Qin, make them stop," Meng Zidan said, pulling the woman anxiously.

At the same time, Long Tianjun rushed over, his fists like hammers, charging at Lin Zixian. Lin Zixian slightly sidestepped, and one of the fists hit the wall, creating a hole. The force was so strong, it was a killing blow.

Lin Zixian's eyes flashed with a fierce light. As Long Tianjun's fist came at him, he crossed his palms, his ten fingers like hooks, grabbing the two fists, pulling the arms, and pushing them at the intersection, pinning Long Tianjun to the wall.

Long Tianjun was shocked. He finally realized that the other person's strength was not as weak as he thought, far beyond his control. His arms were locked around his neck, and he was pressed against the wall, unable to move.

Up close, he saw the killing intent in Lin Zixian's eyes and was suddenly very afraid, realizing how close he was to death.

With a "slap," the room fell silent.

Lin Zixian had one hand pressing Long Tianjun and the other fist just an inch from Long Tianjun's forehead, but he stopped.

Of course, he didn't stop on his own. The woman who had just entered, seemingly calm and elegant, had grabbed Lin Zixian's wrist, preventing him from moving forward.

Lin Zixian felt a soft, gentle force from her hand, which was also an internal martial art, surprising him. He had heard from Lin Bao that, whether in the past or the present, there were not many true practitioners of internal martial arts, and he didn't expect to encounter one here.

He turned his head, his eyes filled with killing intent, and saw a face that could make fish sink and birds fall. He increased the force of his fist, breaking free from her grip, and pressed it against Long Tianjun's forehead, saying coldly, "You can't stop me. Let go, or I won't be polite!"

This woman was Sikuang Suqin, known as the most beautiful woman in the circle. She was also shocked, not expecting this young man to be an internal martial arts expert. He was younger than her, but his cultivation was clearly deeper, and she couldn't stop him.

"I can't stop you, but can't we sit down and talk? Why resort to violence?" Sikuang Suqin held his hand, smiling faintly. "What good would it do to kill him? It would only bring you big trouble. Why not laugh and let bygones be bygones, and become friends?"

"I've given him two chances. He's asking for it... trouble?" Lin Zixian said disdainfully. "I face trouble with a smile, and I take it in stride. I won't be afraid of trouble!"

Meng Zidan, who was stunned, quickly came over and grabbed Lin Zixian's arm, no longer confrontational, almost pleading, "Lin Zixian, you can't kill him. Please, for my and Lanlan's sake, show mercy..."

She feared her own face wasn't enough, so she brought up Ning Lan. Jokingly, she could ignore her relationship with Long Tianjun, but if he died in her room, the two families would go to war.

Lin Zixian glanced coldly at Sikuang Suqin. He could ignore her, but he couldn't ignore Meng Zidan's plea. Killing Meng Zidan's fiancé would indeed be too much. He turned to look at the sweating Long Tianjun and said coldly, "Today, you're lucky. For Meng Zidan's sake, I'll let you off again. If there's a next time, I'll show no mercy!"

He released his grip, kicked up a few pieces of clothing, and entered the bathroom expressionlessly.

Long Tianjun's arms hung limply, breathing heavily, his face red from being choked. He hadn't been killed, but he had almost suffocated.

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