Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 310 - 313: Jin Xiaohan’s Decision

Chapter 310: Chapter 313: Jin Xiaohan’s Decision

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However, in front of the Han Family, he had to maintain his demeanor. Each time, he forcefully suppressed his inner thoughts, and even occasionally went along with them, praising Xiao Yi with a few words.

This made him feel very stifled!

That’s why today, when they met, he showed such strong hostility towards Xiao Yi—it was because he had suppressed it for too long and it had to be released!

But he didn’t expect that the first time they met without the Han Family around, when he had prepared to teach him a lesson, he ended up being beaten up like that!

You should know, he, Qian Xiaofeng, had never suffered such a humiliation from childhood to adulthood, had never been slapped in the face, and had always been the one slapping others!

This grudge, he had to avenge it no matter what. Moreover, in his heart, he faintly felt that he had to make this Xiao Yi disappear from the world!

He was different from Qian Xiaojie and Li Zijie. Being valued by Qian Fuchen and so highly regarded by the Han Family, he was naturally not just a pampered second-generation fool. After the events of the afternoon, coupled with the last time he saved Elder Han, he had a faint feeling that this backwoodsman named Xiao Yi might really be a Divine Doctor, or at least, he could be someone with a bit of skill, not simply a scammer or something of the sort.

Moreover, based on the boy’s martial arts, he felt it was impossible to let him live. At the moment, his contact with the Han Family wasn’t extensive, but he was directly told that if he happened to have more contact with the Han Family in the future, his situation would definitely become very dire.

That was something he absolutely couldn’t allow!

He absolutely couldn’t let someone with the surname Xiao get involved with the Han Family, especially with Han Lu, not even a little bit!

"Brother Feng, if you say so, then I will listen to you, and we’ll do just that!"

A vision of the girl from the afternoon emerged in Qian Xiaojie’s mind, and involuntary a passionate light appeared in his eyes. He had seen plenty of women, many of them beautiful, but ones like her, with such a temperament that moved his heart, were truly rare!

With his many years of experience playing the field, she was definitely a top-quality woman!

But Qian Xiaojie immediately also thought of a realistic problem, and looking up, he asked, "But, Brother Feng, what do we do now? This afternoon, so many people couldn’t handle him..."

Though Qian Xiaojie was not very thoughtful, impulsive, and cared about his face, he wasn’t very foolish either; otherwise, he wouldn’t have promptly abandoned his pride to beg for mercy that afternoon. He clearly understood what Li Zijie meant, but this was also his problem.

He initially thought dealing with a small-time backwoodsman would be easy, but when it came to the actual execution, problems arose. In the past, when he dealt with such issues, it was nothing more than sending his bodyguards. Against ordinary people, those bodyguards were always reliable, weren’t they?

This was his most commonly used, most direct, and most effective method, as well as the first one that came to his mind. But currently, this method was clearly ineffective against Xiao Yi. What specific method to use?

Upon hearing Qian Xiaojie’s words, Li Zijie immediately lowered his head, becoming silent, pondering over the method, which indeed posed a problem.

"Xiaojie, this guy has trained before. I think, this time, we must find a master to take care of it," Qian Xiaofeng mused, his eyes deep in thought before a fierce light flashed through them, and he spoke slowly, "This time I think... we might have to ask Uncle Qiu to step in."

"Uncle Qiu, can he really do it?"

As soon as Qian Xiaofeng mentioned that name, Qian Xiaojie’s eyes lit up, but he quickly hesitated.

Uncle Qiu was his father’s bodyguard and one of his father’s most trusted people. His martial arts were said to be exceptionally high. However, very few people had seen them in action. Normally, he rarely spoke, and aside from occasionally saying a few words to him, he almost never spoke to anyone else in the Qian Family.

"Others might not work, but if you ask him, there will definitely be no problem. You are his favorite!"

A jealous look flashed in Qian Xiaofeng’s eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and immediately, his face was full of a kindly smile. To boost Qian Xiaojie’s confidence and courage, he spoke again, slowly, "Xiaojie, you must know that this needs to be done discreetly, decisively. Apart from Uncle Qiu, there is absolutely no one more suitable. Xiaojie, you saw what happened this afternoon. Only by eliminating that obstacle, Xiao Yi, will you have a chance!"

"This... I will try it then!"

Qian Xiaojie’s expression wavered for a moment, then thinking of Zhang Yuhuan’s serene and ethereal temperament, he finally grew resolute and nodded slowly.

Looking at Qian Xiaojie’s resolute face, Qian Xiaofeng finally let a smile emerge, his eyes revealing a hint of ferocity, his hands on the table involuntarily clenched tightly together.

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Having not attended school for a few days, Xiao Yi couldn’t help but feel a sense of familiarity wash over him as he returned to the campus of Z University and walked towards his classroom.

I wonder if that crazy girl has arrived.

Remembering Zeng Xiaoxiao, Xiao Yi couldn’t help but smile slightly at the corner of his mouth.

However, almost immediately, he was beset by a headache again. Seeing that girl soon, she would definitely grill him about the last time they parted. In the last phone call, she had already been furious, and he knew this time she wouldn’t let him off easily.

That girl, quirky and cunning, was not so easy to deal with.

While pondering how to handle the imminent classroom encounter, Xiao Yi abruptly stopped walking and lifted his eyes, looking towards the left.

At this glance, his expression momentarily stiffened. Not far ahead, beside a car parked on the roadside, Jin Dongming and his son Jin Xiaohan were standing, looking his way.

Despite the distance, Xiao Yi could feel the deep resentment in Jin Xiaohan’s eyes as he looked at him and the mixed expression of fear and resentment on Jin Dongming’s face.

It wasn’t surprising that Jin Xiaohan was here, but what was Jin Dongming doing here?

Glancing at them with some surprise, Xiao Yi’s mouth curled into a sneer before he continued on his way towards the teaching building where his class was held.

"Ah, Xiaohan, you’re too impulsive,"

Watching Xiao Yi’s figure grow distant, Jin Dongming’s tense face relaxed slightly. His palms were sweaty, and looking at his son Jin Xiaohan, whose eyes were still full of poisonous hatred for Xiao Yi, he showed a mix of affection and mild reproach.

The moment Xiao Yi’s gaze had met his, Jin Dongming’s heart had nearly stopped, genuinely afraid Xiao Yi would come over and settle things with them!

The painful lesson from last time had been too profound for him, casting a deep shadow in his heart.

"Dad, I can’t stay calm. Everything I have now, it’s all thanks to him. Look at my hand..."

Jin Xiaohan raised his hand still bandaged in white adhesive tape, his eyes bloodshot, and his voice hoarse with venomous hate. Despite the bandage, it was clear that the hand was no longer whole; a finger was missing.

Although it had been days since the incident, and his hand no longer throbbed with fresh pain, and the wound had started to heal and regrow tender flesh, the deep-seated pain and hatred were firmly etched into his mind.

He had fallen into Xiao Yi’s hands time and again, enduring all sorts of humiliation, which he could overlook. But Liu San’s knife had driven him to madness.

Upon waking up, he hated Liu San, but he hated Xiao Yi even more!

The words that Liu San had said to him before were constantly echoing in his head, mocking him!

He was convinced that Liu San had been deliberately sent by Xiao Yi to toy with him. Xiao Yi was so insidious, not only sending someone to mock him, stealing his dignity, taking his money—nearly three or four million yen!

And still, he had maimed his hand, turning him into a cripple!

If he didn’t avenge this, what was the point of living?

"Ah... Xiaohan, I understand how you feel, but if you can’t bear it and he had decided to attack you just now, would you still be able to seek revenge in the future?"

Jin Dongming looked at the painful twist on his son’s face, a flicker of agony in his own eyes. He sighed softly, adding, "So, don’t be so impulsive from now on, okay? Until you are absolutely sure that you can defeat him, no matter what, you have to endure. You should know, you are my only son, I really don’t want anything else to happen to you."

"Dad, I understand. Don’t worry, I will definitely remember your words today. I won’t be impulsive again!"

Jin Xiaohan fell silent for a while before speaking softly.

"One day, I will master the Peerless Martial Arts and come back to settle accounts with him. I’ll return all the insults and injuries he and you suffered, tenfold, a hundredfold!"

Jin Xiaohan’s eyes shimmered steadfastly as he clenched his fist tightly, staring in the direction Xiao Yi had gone.

His voice was filled with resolute strength, sure that day would not be far off.

"Father believes you will succeed, but don’t push yourself too hard over there, understand? At worst, if we don’t seek vengeance, we could move to another city. With our strength, father and son, we can still live well."

Jin Dongming looked into his son’s determined eyes, which shook his own spirit slightly. He gently patted his son’s shoulder, speaking softly.

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