Chapter 45

In the hospital room, a strange atmosphere permeated. Sun Xiao and Doctor Xue looked dazed, taking a while to digest the shocking news that Sun Yan had been admitted to Difeng Academy. At the same time, they realized that Zhang Yong had rushed over so late to visit, all because of Sun Yan.

However, Sun Yan found it odd that the news of his admission to Difeng Academy had reached the CEO of his father's company. Moreover, even if Zhang Yong knew about it, there was no reason for him to personally come to apologize.

The elderly man surnamed Li noticed Sun Yan's confusion, slightly bowed, and said, "Young Master Sun, I am the butler of the Chang family, surnamed Li. Yulong Group is our family's business. Young Master Sun's successful admission to Difeng Academy has made our young master especially pleased, and he asked me to extend his congratulations. I never expected to encounter such a situation. I am truly ashamed!"

Sun Yan suddenly understood, "So it's Chang Cheng. I'm sorry to trouble you, Uncle Li."

Hearing Sun Yan's address, Uncle Li's smile grew wider, "Not at all, Young Master Sun, you're too kind. This is my duty."

The attentive tone of Uncle Li made Sun Xiao's skin crawl. Not only had this kid been admitted to Difeng Academy, but he had also somehow formed a friendship with the Chang family in Luoshan City. Was this kid really his son?

Zhang Yong, seeing his purpose achieved, felt relieved and stood up to take his leave. He shook Sun Xiao's hand earnestly, "Mr. Sun, with your talent, your previous company was a waste of your abilities. Once you recover, the company will definitely give you a satisfactory position."

Talent? Besides drinking, what talent did his father have? Sun Yan was speechless.

Zhang Yong continued, "As for Park Yin, he's waiting outside the hospital. Mr. Sun, when you're no longer angry, you can let him return."

Without giving Sun Xiao a chance to speak, Zhang Yong and Uncle Li quickly left.

Leaning towards the window, with Sun Yan's current eyesight, he could see through the night and clearly spot a short, fat, and short-tempered middle-aged man standing straight in the heavy rain, looking like a sturdy road stake.

"Old man, when are you going to calm down?" Sun Yan asked.

Sun Xiao picked up his teacup and took a sip of water, "Calm down? At least wait until I wake up tomorrow morning and see how I feel."

Sun Yan gave a thumbs up, "Impressive! No wonder you're my old man, you're just impressive!"

As he spoke, Sun Xiao and Doctor Xue's gazes simultaneously focused on him, making Sun Yan feel uneasy.

Doctor Xue looked at Sun Yan curiously. She had watched him grow up from a child, and she never thought that in such a short time, he would make a stunning achievement by being admitted to Difeng Academy. Such news was too astonishing for the 44th District.

"You brat, get over here."

As Sun Yan approached, Sun Xiao slapped him on the head, then immediately cried out in pain, shaking his hand, "Ouch, when did your head get so hard? Tell me, when did your martial arts skills improve, and are you really my son?"

Doctor Xue also showed a listening expression. She was also curious about how Sun Yan, who had always been at the bottom of his class as a child, suddenly became a talented martial artist and was admitted to Difeng Academy.

Sun Yan smiled bitterly and muttered, "Old man, you haven't asked about my martial arts progress since five years ago."

Sun Xiao opened his mouth, showing an awkward expression, and said with a stern face, "Wasn't it to earn money to support your education?" Then he laughed, "Good, good. Since you've been admitted to Difeng Academy, you'll definitely get a good allowance. Remember to be filial to your old man. Buy good wine, got it?"

Doctor Xue and Sun Yan's faces immediately turned black. This drunkard really cared more about alcohol than his life.

"Before your condition improves, try drinking a drop of alcohol again," Doctor Xue threatened coldly, then said to Sun Yan, "From now on, all the things you send, put them here with me, got it?"

Sun Yan nodded frequently. Over the years, thanks to Aunt Xue's careful treatment, his father's condition had remained stable. He always followed Aunt Xue's advice.

"Alright, Xiaoyan, you've had a long day, go back and rest."

"Okay, I know, Aunt Xue."

The door closed gently, and Sun Xiao lay back on the bed, grinning, "This kid, actually got admitted to Difeng Academy. No wonder he's my son, he inherited my excellent bloodline."

"Hmph! Don't be so full of yourself," Doctor Xue sneered, "With your excellent bloodline, Xiaoyan probably wouldn't even get into a high-level academy. In the end, it might be due to Aunt Mu Hua's genetics."

Hearing this, Sun Xiao's face stiffened, his smile faded, and his eyes grew deep. He remained silent for a long time, lost in thought.

Doctor Xue sighed, shook her head helplessly, and said softly, "You! Stop drinking so much. I know how you feel, but at least think about Xiaoyan. If something really happens to you, Xiaoyan will be heartbroken. Sigh..."

Outside the window, the wind and rain were fierce, gradually enveloping the darkness.

...

In the dead of night, the rain poured down without any sign of stopping.

In the 10th District of Luoshan City, a huge estate stood, where the Qian family's main residence was located.

In a secret room, three figures sat, the dim light making it hard to see their faces. It was vaguely discernible that an old man sat in the middle, flanked by two middle-aged men. In front of them, three young men knelt, clearly Qian Julong, Qian Li, and Qian Lin.

Under the dim yellow light, Qian Julong looked cold and pale; Qian Li's face was ashen, with bandages around his chest still seeping blood. As for Qian Lin, his face was swollen like a pig's head, bruised and purple, and he lay on the ground, trembling all over, not daring to lift his head.

A soft, cold voice spoke, "Qian Lin, hah! No sense, no courage, no brains, no talent, a complete waste. Your existence in the Qian family is a disgrace to our name."

The speaker's tone was icy, devoid of emotion, and full of killing intent. It was the middle-aged man from earlier, the leader of the Qian family, Qian Xiangting.

Qian Lin trembled all over, crawling forward, and cried, "Grandfather, Uncle, I was wrong! I won't do it again, please give me another chance."

"Get out!"

The old man in the middle barked, and a golden handprint appeared out of nowhere, striking Qian Lin's swollen head, sending him flying into the wall. He slid down, leaving a trail of blood, his fate unknown.

"Brother!" Qian Li cried out in sorrow.

"Qian Li, you should be more concerned about yourself," Qian Xiangting's cold voice rang out again, "Both of you are wastes. Sigh, among the Qian family's branches, only Qian Li has any potential."

The old man in the middle waved his hand, "Qian Li, carry your brother and get out now. If you don't achieve anything, you will never be allowed to enter the main residence of the Qian family again."

Qian Li's eyes showed reluctance, but he dared not argue, and bowed three times, "Thank you, Grandfather, thank you, Uncle."

He stood up, picked up Qian Lin, and left the secret room.

In the secret room, three pairs of eyes focused on Qian Julong, creating a heavy pressure. However, Qian Julong seemed unfazed, his back straight, kneeling silently.

Qian Xiangting chuckled, "Julong, it seems you are very unhappy! It's understandable, with your dantian destroyed, even if you recover, your martial arts progress will be much slower. But don't worry, you are my nephew, and I will do my best to help you recover and personally avenge you."

Qian Julong looked up, his eyes filled with madness, and he hissed, "Uncle, Grandfather, I will avenge myself! Sun Yan must die by my hand."

The old man in the middle slowly said, "Oh, avenge yourself? Sun Yan's martial arts talent has been proven, possibly even surpassing Chen Wang and Chang Cheng, second only to Feng Lingsnow. How do you plan to kill Sun Yan?"

Qian Julong's eyes shifted to the left, where the silent middle-aged man sat, "Uncle Nathan, I hope to participate in your transformation project!"

The three men fell silent, and after a long time, the middle-aged man, Nathan, spoke, his voice metallic, "Fifth Young Master of the Qian family, you must consider carefully. Once you participate in the transformation project, there's no turning back."

Qian Julong's face showed determination, and he gritted his teeth, "As long as I can kill Sun Yan, I have no regrets, even if I become a vengeful ghost!"

Nathan nodded, "I admire Fifth Young Master's resolve. However, the final decision lies with the Qian Clan Leader."

The old man in the middle remained silent, his fingers tapping the armrest of his chair, the sound echoing slowly in the secret room.

Qian Xiangting's eyes shifted, and he said, "Clan Leader, I support Julong's decision. Letting Julong participate in the transformation project will help atone for the mistakes of my third brother. It will also silence the critics within the family, achieving multiple goals. Our goal is to deal with the Feng family!"

"The Feng family has developed rapidly in recent years, and Feng Zhen has gained significant power in the military. If we continue to sit idly by, in 20 years, there will be no place for us in Luoshan City."

Mentioning Feng Zhen's name, Qian Xiangting's eyes flashed with a fierce look.

Nathan also chimed in, "Indeed, Mr. Qian Xiangting's insight is sharp. For centuries, the four major families of Luoshan City—Feng, Chen, Qian, and Chang—have been in a balanced power structure. However, the Feng family's current generation is extraordinary. Clan Leader Feng Zhen is a tiger of the Feng family, and his daughter is a genius. Now, with Chen Wang and Chang Cheng following Feng Lingsnow, if another talented martial artist joins them, the Qian family's position will be precarious."

"Hmph! The Feng family, Feng Zhen, Feng Lingsnow."

The old man gripped the armrest, exerting a little force, and the armrest crumbled into powder, "Alright! Julong, I respect your decision. If you succeed, the Qian family will not forget your contributions."

"Thank you, Mr. Nathan."

Nathan smiled, "The Qian family's goal is the Feng family, and our organization's goal is Feng Lingsnow. We each have our own goals, and we each get what we want."

Qian Xiangting also smiled, "Mr. Nathan is straightforward. If there's anything you need, just say it, and the Qian family will do its best to assist."

Qian Julong knelt on the ground, his expression nearly manic, "Sun Yan! Just wait, I will return the humiliation I've suffered today a hundredfold, and I will make your life a living hell."

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