Chapter 40

"Stop it! Oh no!" Liu Yunshi, blushing with embarrassment, stomped her high heels, trying to chase but unable to catch up. Suddenly, she twisted her ankle and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Chen Dasheng quickly ran back, "What's wrong?"

"It's all your fault!" Liu Yunshi glared at Chen Dasheng, her ankle hurting so much that she was struggling to keep her balance.

"Come over here, let me take a look!" Chen Dasheng, seeing Liu Yunshi's pained expression, quickly helped her to a nearby bench.

"It hurts so much!"

Liu Yunshi sat on the bench, and Chen Dasheng lifted her left foot. The intense pain almost made her tears fall, and her resentment towards Chen Dasheng deepened.

Chen Dasheng carefully examined Liu Yunshi's ankle and comforted her, "It's nothing serious, just a sprain. The bone should be fine. I'll rub it, and it will get better!"

As he spoke, Chen Dasheng gently massaged Liu Yunshi's swollen ankle with both hands.

"It hurts so much, be gentle!" Liu Yunshi furrowed her brows. Perhaps she didn't even realize that she, who usually acted rough, was now pouting in front of Chen Dasheng.

Chen Dasheng glanced at Liu Yunshi, "Who told you to wear high heels? They're so high, almost as tall as me!"

The heels were about nine centimeters high, and Chen Dasheng couldn't understand how she managed to walk in them.

"I like them, what's it to you?" Liu Yunshi retorted.

Chen Dasheng said, "I don't care. From now on, when we go out, you're not allowed to wear high heels."

Hearing this, Liu Yunshi's face turned red, and she glanced at Chen Dasheng. How could he be so domineering?

Chen Dasheng continued to massage for a while, then asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"It hurts, it hurts so much!" Liu Yunshi pouted.

"Is it really painful or are you faking it?"

"It's really painful!"

"Did you hurt the bone?" Looking at the swollen ankle, Chen Dasheng was a bit worried. Should they go to the hospital?

Suddenly, a thought flashed in his mind. "I'll keep rubbing. If it doesn't get better, we'll go to the hospital!"

Liu Yunshi nodded slightly.

Internal energy!

Chen Dasheng focused his mind, directing the internal energy from his dantian to his fingertips. He had often seen martial arts experts on TV using their skills to heal injuries and wanted to try if his newly acquired internal energy could do the same.

"Ah!"

A warm sensation, like warm water, enveloped Liu Yunshi's ankle, and she let out a soft moan of relief. Realizing how it sounded, she quickly covered her mouth, her face turning as red as a peach.

Chen Dasheng couldn't help but smile, but he continued his actions.

After about two minutes, the swelling on Liu Yunshi's ankle quickly subsided. Chen Dasheng asked, "Can you stand up? Is it better now?"

Liu Yunshi bent her ankle, and it moved freely. She stood up and lightly hopped, and indeed, it no longer hurt. She was overjoyed and excitedly said, "It's amazing! Chen Dasheng, how did you do it? What was that warm thing on your hand? Is it internal energy?"

Chen Dasheng, seeing Liu Yunshi recover, felt a strong sense of joy. The internal energy was indeed powerful, healing Liu Yunshi's ankle in such a short time. He replied, "You watch too many TV dramas. There's no such thing as internal energy. It's just your foot odor!"

"You have foot odor!" Liu Yunshi spat at Chen Dasheng, "You're so mysterious all the time. One day, I'll see through you completely!"

"I don't know if you can see through me, but that morning, I saw you clearly!" Chen Dasheng teased with a smile.

"You!" Liu Yunshi immediately thought of that intimate morning, blushing with anger and wanting to hit Chen Dasheng. But her foot had just recovered, and she was afraid of twisting it again. She raised her hand and then lowered it in frustration, "You bully!"

"Come on, let's go. Otherwise, people will really think I'm bullying you!"

"My foot hurts!"

"It's better now, isn't it?"

"It still hurts. Carry me!"

"Damn!" Chen Dasheng was speechless, looking at Liu Yunshi's unreasonable face. He couldn't afford to anger her, so he quickly squatted down and patted his shoulder, "Get on!"

"Yay!" Liu Yunshi smiled and leaped onto Chen Dasheng's back, her ample chest being squeezed.

"Smack!"

Chen Dasheng stumbled and slapped Liu Yunshi's buttocks hard, "Your big butt is so heavy!"

"You're heavy, you're a big fat pig!" Liu Yunshi, feeling the attack on a sensitive area, blushed and moved up, "Where are we going?"

"Find a place to wash my hands. Your foot is so smelly, it almost made me cry!" Chen Dasheng said.

"My foot isn't smelly. It's an honor for you to massage my feet, got it?" Liu Yunshi tugged at Chen Dasheng's ear.

Chen Dasheng said, "You should be grateful. Even the President of the country doesn't get this treatment!"

"Ha, according to you, I haven't even let the President of the United States massage my feet. I'm way better than you!" Liu Yunshi retorted.

"You win this time!" Chen Dasheng was speechless.

Liu Yunshi smiled triumphantly, "Didn't you say you would take me to the movies?"

"I was just kidding. Do you really believe that? Of course, if you buy the tickets, I can reluctantly go with you!" Chen Dasheng said.

Liu Yunshi thought for a moment, "Considering how you shielded me today and worked like a slave, I'll be generous and take you to a movie. How about that? Be grateful!"

"Thank you, my lord!"

"Let's go!"

"Are you trying to get your butt beaten, Liu Yunshi?"

...

Amid the envious gazes of a group of lovebirds, the two figures gradually disappeared. They seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness at Yamamoto's restaurant. Chen Dasheng didn't know how Liu Hao had dealt with Hu Bing, but he wasn't interested. He believed Liu Hao wouldn't let him down.

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Two flowers bloom, each with its own story.

In a large mansion in the southern suburbs of the capital city, a guest arrived.

The ancient house, with the characters "Nangong" on the plaque, had been there for many years. Two fierce stone lions stood at the gate, symbolizing the noble status of the household.

The Nangong family, one of the four major families in the capital, was led by the old patriarch, Nangong Mu, who was 83 years old. He was one of the four remaining innate martial masters in China, with immense power. In recent years, he had been in seclusion at the Nangong residence, but his reputation as an innate martial master still kept the Nangong family at the top of the four major families in the capital.

At that moment, in the Nangong family's living room.

"Niaoli, are you finally willing to acknowledge that you are Master Chen's disciple?" Nangong Xu, the current head of the Nangong family, sat in the main seat, looking at the slender woman on the guest seat.

Nangong Xu, 56 years old, was the eldest son of Nangong Mu. He was tall and robust, with a goatee, exuding a commanding presence. Sitting there, he resembled a towering pine tree, giving off a natural sense of authority.

Chen Xiaoli smiled slightly, "I apologize, Master. I didn't reveal my identity before because I was afraid of being accused of seeking connections and causing unnecessary gossip."

Nangong Xu shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Then why did you come today?"

Chen Xiaoli said, "I am now an 8th-level martial master, proving my strength. Moreover, I have a request to make today!"

"Oh?" Nangong Xu was taken aback, then waved his hand, "Master Chen and my father were close friends. Since you are Master Chen's disciple, you are family to us. Just tell me what you need, no need for formalities!"

Chen Xiaoli hesitated for a moment, "Is the old patriarch in the residence? This matter might require his knowledge."

"Uh!" Nangong Xu was taken aback, then said, "When you arrived, I already sent someone to inform my father. He has been in seclusion in the inner courtyard for years. If he knows you're here, he will be very happy!"

Three years ago, when Chen Xiaoli came to the capital to take the martial master examination, her Tai Chi skills had already caught the attention of the Nangong family. Nangong Mu and Chen Yunhe were old friends. Before his death, Chen Yunhe had already instructed Chen Xiaoli to seek the Nangong family. With the Nangong family's influence, they had thoroughly investigated Chen Xiaoli's background. However, due to her proud nature, Chen Xiaoli had not wanted to acknowledge the Nangong family until she had achieved something.

"Ha, Xiaoli, how have you been?"

As Nangong Xu spoke, a hearty laugh echoed from the doorway. Turning around, a man in a green robe walked in briskly.

The old man wore a green robe, was tall and imposing, and looked no more than sixty years old. He walked with the grace of a dragon and the strength of a tiger, his gray hair flowing freely, and his beard reaching his chest. His face was full of smiles, and his voice was deep and resonant, exuding warmth and enthusiasm. Chen Xiaoli could feel his excitement and warmth from his voice.

"Junior Chen Xiaoli, I greet you, Old Patriarch Nangong!" Chen Xiaoli quickly stood up and bowed.

"No need for formalities. I thought you would never want to acknowledge me as a relative!" Nangong Mu laughed heartily, looking Chen Xiaoli up and down, and praised, "Not bad, to reach the 8th-level martial master at such a young age. Your uncle Chen would be proud to have you as his disciple!"

Chen Xiaoli smiled bitterly, "Old Patriarch, do you know that Uncle Chen passed away three months ago?"

"What?" Nangong Mu was shocked, his smile freezing on his face, almost disbelieving his ears.

Chen Xiaoli nodded, "Uncle Chen passed away three months ago. The skills I have now are the result of his transmission."

Nangong Mu was clearly stunned. He turned to Nangong Xu, who nodded slightly, "Master Chen indeed passed away three months ago. I didn't inform you to avoid causing you grief."

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