Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 418 - 417: Jerome Hart’s Way of Harmonious Qi

Chapter 418: Chapter 417: Jerome Hart’s Way of Harmonious Qi

Yusuf Zuck didn’t leave the Petty Family Mansion until the afternoon, and still, he hadn’t settled on a plan of action.

The Nash family was more dangerous than a dragon’s den and a tiger’s den combined, and it wasn’t as if he could simply choose to return to the Nash family.

The last time he and Kevin Nash had a falling out. So now was he supposed to shamelessly run back and call him dad?

Not to mention he wouldn’t do such a thing; even if he did, Kevin Nash would definitely kick him out.

As for the matter of assassinating Gatlin Meskill, the old master of the Meskill family, that needed to be put on hold too. Because killing Gatlin could likely cause widespread backlash, and he wouldn’t be able to protect all his loved ones then.

At present, the Meskill family wouldn’t dare to touch his family and friends before bringing him down; if they touched his people, it would mean he would strike back like a mad dog, and the Meskill family wouldn’t be able to withstand it.

So, the Meskill family was probably brewing a method to kill him in one fell swoop, and he was essentially walking on a tightrope, at any moment he could fall.

He didn’t expect the Petty family to be of much help. They weren’t one of the four major clans, they might have some capital and money, but they definitely didn’t have as many skilled experts as the Meskill family did.

Of course, before he left, he also told Old Master Petty to collect as much intel on important members of the Meskill family as possible, because the more he knew, the easier it would be when he eventually faced them.

Raelyn Petty stayed at the Petty Family Mansion, partly because the New Year was approaching, and also because it was no longer suitable for her to be with him.

Yusuf Zuck didn’t go home but instead decided to call Miles O’Brien to ask where he was.

Miles O’Brien claimed he was at home packing up.

"I won’t come to send you off. Some things have happened these past few days, you go home first, I’ll come over during the Spring Festival," Yusuf Zuck said indifferently.

"Okay, then you... be careful." Miles O’Brien didn’t actually know what Yusuf Zuck was busy with, but he could vaguely sense that Yusuf Zuck was preoccupied. She knew Yusuf Zuck’s personality; he didn’t like being at a disadvantage.

But after he got shot, he didn’t rage or clamor for revenge, which was highly abnormal.

However, if Yusuf Zuck didn’t tell her, she couldn’t pry anything out of him even if she asked, so she simply chose not to ask.

After hanging up on Miles O’Brien, Yusuf Zuck then called Paisley Kirk.

"Who’s at home?" Yusuf Zuck asked.

"Just me, Sister Ren went to the hospital." The voice of the young nurse Paisley Kirk trembled slightly, because she was very nervous; after all, this was her secret contact with Yusuf Zuck.

"Paisley, you should go home too, head to the station now, wait until after the New Year passes then I’ll visit your place, just wait for me at home." He had to say the same thing, unavoidable, he had previously promised Miles O’Brien and Paisley Kirk, and he meant to keep his word, that was also a promise he made to Paisley Kirk.

"Mmm, hmm-hmm!" Receiving the promise from Yusuf Zuck, Paisley Kirk was very satisfied, nodding again and again. She didn’t ask much, sometimes just wanting a glance or a... a hint from Yusuf Zuck was enough to content her.

Yusuf Zuck agreeing to visit her home was a luxurious hope for her.

"Go to the station, don’t linger at home, call me once you arrive home," Yusuf Zuck said with a smile.

"Okay, Yusuf, you... be careful, and don’t get hurt again," Paisley spoke sweetly.

"No more." Yusuf Zuck finished speaking and hung up the phone, then started driving around the city aimlessly.

By evening, many people had called him in succession. Apart from Jerome Hart, who hadn’t left yet, everyone else had either boarded a train or a plane.

Miles O’Brien had also hit the highway and was rushing home.

And hearing the reports from everyone, his suspended heart finally eased. In fact, asking them to leave early was for their benefit. After all, the Meskill Family was a big problem, and if each went back to their hometowns, it would be a hassle for the Meskill Family to search for them.

At seven in the evening, Yusuf Zuck met up with Jerome Hart outside the West Mountain Villa District. This was per the request of Jerome Hart during their phone conversation earlier.

"Why haven’t you left?" Yusuf Zuck asked, frowning. "The capital is very dangerous now, and it might not be safe with Khaza Zuck either!"

"Did you kill that person?" Jerome Hart asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Mmm, that person’s family is a big trouble, so everyone else has left," Yusuf Zuck nodded in agreement.

"I need to wait a bit longer; Grandfather is coming, there is a patient he needs to tend to, and then we will leave together," said Jerome Hart.

"Oh," Yusuf Zuck suddenly realized. However, he still looked at Jerome Hart curiously and asked, "Then why did you call me here to meet with you?"

"To teach you a Divine Skill," Jerome Hart said, looking at Yusuf Zuck. "This is something just for the two of us to know. You can’t tell anyone, no matter who asks, including my grandfather."

"What is it?" Yusuf Zuck felt confused.

"The Way of Qigong," Jerome Hart took a deep breath, then punched Yusuf Zuck hard and said, "This is my Hart family’s closely-guarded secret. Since you’ve been in constant trouble lately, I thought I’d give you a break."

"That doesn’t seem right. I’m not learning it. Besides, Faye Webb taught me some basic internal Qigong techniques before, which I don’t even have time to practice. Why should I learn your Way of Qigong?" Yusuf Zuck immediately shook his head. This must be the Hart family’s prized legacy, and Jerome Hart was probably teaching it to him behind his grandfather’s back.

"What she taught you is just the basics, not any Secret Technique, but stuff everyone knows about. You can even find it on the internet if you search. What I’m going to teach you can help you quickly master the basics, and it’s unique in the world!"

"Sounds like you’re exaggerating," Yusuf Zuck laughed it off and then scolded. "Keep it to yourself, I don’t need it, and you should know that the people I recently took down were all Grandmasters and Truth-Insight practitioners. Learning your Dharma Gate at this stage might be a bit late, and besides, your grandfather has been practicing it his whole life and has yet to reach the Grandmaster level. So your Hart family’s technique doesn’t seem all that great!"

"The effect is different from person to person!" Jerome Hart shook his head. "Some people spend their whole life cultivating and only get a foot in the door, like my grandfather, who has reached such an old age without achieving the Grandmaster level. But that doesn’t mean the Hart family’s Way of Qigong is rubbish."

"My ancestors also obtained this Way of Qigong from another source. Its primary purpose is for health cultivation, but it can also help people quickly grasp the basics. Even if someone’s natural aptitude for cultivation isn’t great, they can still get started without a problem."

"You are a special case, so I really want to see if the Way of Qigong can flourish with you!"

"Thanks, Wen Shuai!" Yusuf Zuck patted him on the back.

"Don’t bother with that. Hurry and find a quiet place; I’ll help you get started right now!"

"Right now?" Yusuf Zuck was stunned. The practice of Qigong usually seemed to take months, if not years, to sense the presence of ’Qi’ energy, didn’t it?

"Heh, the Way of Qigong, combined with the Silver Needle Techniques, is a perfect match. With the guidance of Silver Needles and another person’s assistance, the governor and conception vessels will definitely open. And once they’re open, that means you’ve got started. Come on, let’s go. I can at least help you with this much!"

"Let’s go!" Hearing that he could get started right away, Yusuf Zuck also became eager. The more skills one has, the better it is for oneself.