Chapter 10

"Baoshi Lin? Wong Fei-hung?"

In the main hall of the Shahe Gang, a middle-aged, burly man with a fierce face sat in the main seat, his brows furrowed and his expression grim.

"Exactly, it's someone from Baoshi Lin, Wong Fei-hung's disciple. Boss, you must stand up for me!"

A young man, dirty and with a ruffian's air, knelt in the center of the hall, sobbing and wiping his nose and tears, while lifting his shirt to reveal a row of bruises on his chest to prove he had been wronged.

"What did that kid say?"

The Shahe Gang boss did not react as his crying subordinate expected, flying into a rage. Instead, he remained calm and asked.

"He said, he said..."

The ruffian's eyes darted around, his face full of hesitation, as if he wanted to say something but held back, his fear obvious even to a fool.

"Speak!"

The Shahe Gang boss suddenly roared, his face twisted in a menacing manner, as if he were about to devour someone.

"Yes, yes, I'll speak, I'll speak. That kid said, 'So what if it's the Shahe Gang? Baoshi Lin isn't to be trifled with either!'"

The ruffian trembled in fear, no longer daring to provoke the boss's patience, and spoke smoothly.

"Hmph, what a big mouth!"

To the surprise of the kneeling subordinate, the usually irascible and self-important boss only looked extremely displeased but did not erupt in a fit of rage. His tone remained calm as he continued, "How much did that kid compensate you?"

"Ten copper coins, just enough to buy a small bottle of red flower oil!"

Mentioning this, the ruffian in the center of the hall looked indignant, lifting his shirt to reveal his bony chest, and sobbed, "Boss, it's not a big deal that I was humiliated, but that kid kept looking down on our Shahe Gang..."

"Enough!"

The Shahe Gang boss's angry shout cut off the subordinate's incessant whining. His already fierce face twisted even more, and he swept a fine porcelain teacup off the table, shattering it with a 'clatter' and splashing hot tea everywhere. The large hall fell into a heavy silence.

"Truly, they are too overbearing!"

The Shahe Gang boss gritted his teeth, his forehead veins bulging, his eyes bloodshot and full of murderous intent. "When the time comes, the Shahe Gang will return this humiliation tenfold, a hundredfold!"

The subordinates in the hall, familiar with the boss's temper, were stunned again. They never expected the boss to be so angry yet still able to hold his temper.

In fact, the Shahe Gang boss not only held his temper but also sternly warned his unruly subordinates not to provoke Baoshi Lin casually!

...

"Shahe Gang?"

In the main hall of Baoshi Lin, Wong Fei-hung asked in surprise.

"Yes, it was a lackey from the Shahe Gang!"

Lin Sha nodded and then smiled lightly, saying, "He wasn't paying attention and got hit by Thirteenth Aunt's bicycle. He wasn't really hurt, but he demanded twenty taels of silver!"

"How did you handle it, Sha?"

Wong Fei-hung raised an eyebrow, his expression serious and curious.

The Shahe Gang was a notorious gang in Foshan, known for extortion, forcing people into prostitution, running opium dens, and setting up gambling dens, causing countless families to be ruined and arousing great public resentment.

However, the Shahe Gang boss had a good relationship with the Foshan government, or rather, they were in cahoots. With the collusion of officials and bandits, ordinary people were no match for them.

Wong Fei-hong had heard many stories about the Shahe Gang's evil deeds and was often invited by the local gentry to help mediate disputes with the Shahe Gang. He never expected that the Shahe Gang would target Thirteenth Aunt this time.

No matter how good-tempered he was, he couldn't help feeling angry when his beloved woman was harassed.

"How else could I handle it?"

Lin Sha shrugged, indifferent, and said, "I took that guy to a quiet spot on the street, explained the facts, and then compensated him with one tael of silver for medical expenses. The matter was easily resolved!"

Seeing his cheap master Wong Fei-hung's face turn serious, Lin Sha quickly said, "Master, Thirteenth Aunt was quite frightened today. Why don't you go and visit her?"

"This... I should go and visit her properly!"

Wong Fei-hung was hesitant but finally agreed under Lin Sha's repeated urging. He took some silver and some soothing medicine and hurried out, no longer in the mood to lecture Lin Sha.

...

"Lin, Lin, Lin Sha, you, you, you are really, really clever, a, a, a few words, and you, you, you managed to, to, to fool Master!" When Lin Sha returned to the back courtyard, Ya Cha Su quickly put down his medical book, extended his thumb, and stammered in admiration.

"Hehe..."

Lin Sha chuckled, gave Ya Cha Su a smug smile, and said, "Actually, Master is easy to fool. As long as you don't make big mistakes and have a good reason..."

"Lin, Lin, Lin Sha, you, you, you are, are, are too, too, too bad, even, even, even Master you, you, you dare to, to, to deceive!" Ya Cha Su adjusted his glasses, grinning and stammering.

"Hehe, Thirteenth Aunt was frightened, and Master is probably the most upset about it!"

Lin Sha rolled his eyes, smiled lightly, and shook his head in a 'you don't understand' manner.

"Lin, Lin, Lin Sha, you, you, you offended, offended the Shahe, Shahe Gang, you, you, you must, must be, be careful in the future!" Ya Cha Su, not wanting to gossip about Master, changed the subject and warned.

"I know that better than you!"

Lin Sha smiled lightly, showing his white teeth, and waved his hand, saying, "Ya Cha Su, I'm going to practice martial arts. Don't disturb me unless it's important!"

...

In the small training ground, Lin Sha carefully performed all the Hung Mun techniques and his cheap master's unique Tiger-Crane Double Form Fist, savoring the subtleties and feeling satisfied with his progress.

He picked up a towel to wipe the sweat from his body, took a big sip of warm tea from a large teapot, and then stood in a horse stance on the green stone ground of the small training ground, calming his mind. After his strength had mostly recovered, he began his warm-up exercises for practicing Sanda.

Sanda is a purely external martial art and is not as effective as internal martial arts in terms of health and body regulation. The more advanced one gets, the harder it is to progress. In contrast, the deeper one practices internal martial arts, the more powerful they become.

However, in the early stages, Sanda is very practical in real combat. Especially since Lin Sha had reached the peak of Mingjing in his previous life, it wasn't difficult for him to regain that level.

Speaking of Lin Sha's martial arts experience in his previous life, it was quite legendary.

He truly began practicing martial arts when he joined the martial arts club in college, focusing on Sanda, a quick and effective style. After graduation, when his family faced a major crisis, he had to participate in underground boxing matches to raise funds, and his skills improved rapidly through these intense real-life battles.

In truth, Lin Sha was a genuine martial arts prodigy in his previous life...