Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 177: This is my apprentice, one of our own.

Chapter 177: Chapter 177: This is my apprentice, one of our own.

Yan Dazhi offered 5 million to bounty kill Chen Dashan.

If Chen Dashan didn’t fight back, Yan Dazhi would think he was easy to bully. Just as Chen Dashan was pondering how to deal with Yan Dazhi, Wu Hongling suddenly spoke:

"Master pointed out my path. You don’t need to worry about such a trivial matter. If you trust me, I’ll take care of it."

Chen Dashan turned his head and saw Wu Hongling’s determined face, full of admiration.

He was satisfied. It seemed that this apprentice was indeed sensible.

He nodded immediately: "In that case, I’ll leave it to you."

"Make sure Yan Dazhi knows our strength!"

"Yes!"

Wu Hongling respectfully cupped her hands.

After chatting a bit, Wu Hongling invited Chen Dashan to her room to see her daily life and training place. Chen Dashan nodded, wanting to take more care of his only disciple.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

At that moment, Chen Dashan’s phone suddenly vibrated. When he checked, it was a call from Peng Hu. Peng Hu wouldn’t call unless there was an issue, so something must have happened.

Chen Dashan answered the phone with a serious expression.

Noticing something was off with Chen Dashan’s demeanor, Wu Hongling guessed it must be something significant. She silently followed behind, listening carefully to the conversation.

Upon answering, Peng Hu’s panicked voice came through: "Brother Chen, where are you?"

"Something major has happened!"

Peng Hu was already flustered, his voice extremely anxious.

Chen Dashan said in a low voice, "Tell me slowly what happened."

"All our places in the old district have been smashed. Overnight, several nightclubs and our Fruit Company, almost all our businesses are in crisis. Just as they opened today, a group of people came in and started smashing things and beating our brothers without saying a word."

Chen Dashan already had a guess about who it was.

Sure enough, Peng Hu continued: "That man’s name is Wen Bao. He said you offended Mr. Zhao, Zhao Qiqiang. Mr. Zhao has declared you can’t stay in Furong County. Anyone who helps you is against him. And..."

Peng Hu hesitated, and Chen Dashan said coldly, "And what?"

"And Zhao Qiqiang said he wants to break your limbs and gouge out your eyes, leaving you worse than a pig or dog."

Silence!

Chen Dashan didn’t speak. Three years ago, Zhao Qiqiang treated him like this, and now he thought he could do the same?

Chen Dashan sneered inwardly, remembering everything from three years ago. His knuckles turned white from gripping the phone, and his hatred surged. He hadn’t sought revenge, but Zhao Qiqiang had come looking for death first.

"Got it. Calm the brothers down and assess our losses. I’m coming back now!"

Chen Dashan spoke, and Peng Hu finally calmed down. After giving a few more instructions, Chen Dashan hung up.

Seeing Chen Dashan’s back, Wu Hongling felt the oppressive atmosphere. Hearing their conversation, she guessed Chen Dashan had encountered an opponent, and there seemed to be deep hatred between them.

"Master."

Wu Hongling thought for a moment and spoke. Chen Dashan turned and saw Wu Hongling looking at him. He smiled calmly: "I can’t visit your room now. When I have time, I will."

"As long as I have time, I’ll come by more often to guide you in your training."

Wu Hongling’s face blushed.

At this moment, Chen Dashan was still flirting with her. This man’s heart was indeed strong.

But soon, Wu Hongling responded: "Master, I heard your conversation just now. You don’t need to worry about this minor matter. We at Feiyun Villa deal with these things. It’s easy for me to handle."

"Leave this small matter to me!"

"No need. This is my personal vendetta. Revenge is best served personally!"

Chen Dashan spoke calmly, then strode out toward the gate of Feiyun Villa.

"Master..."

Wu Hongling followed closely behind, not giving up.

Chen Dashan, as a master, was excellent in every way: strong, handsome, decisive, and brave—a true tough guy, proficient in cultivation techniques, and definitely qualified to be her master.

But he was too frivolous!

...

After more than an hour of driving, Chen Dashan returned to Furong County.

Meanwhile, Ye Jiping and Peng Hu were discussing countermeasures at Swan Nightclub.

"What’s going on?"

Peng Hu had his right hand in a cast, a white bandage wrapped around, hanging from his neck. The pain from his wounds made him grimace.

Seeing Ye Jiping still leisurely smoking on the sofa, Peng Hu became more anxious. He had just arrived in Furong County, unfamiliar with the place, with no forces of his own. His subordinates were brought from Longshan Town.

In this new territory, the brothers were significantly more timid.

Not as bold as they were in Longshan Town, they feared offending powerful figures, even when doing nothing wrong.

Peng Hu paced back and forth anxiously, frowning: "They’ve declared that as long as Chen Dashan’s limbs aren’t broken, they won’t let us go. And all these hard-earned businesses are now occupied by Wen Bao."

"I can’t accept this!"

Peng Hu was so angry that he punched the wall.

Ye Jiping exhaled a puff of smoke and frowned: "Who doesn’t know Zhao Qiqiang? He rules both the underworld and the legal world. Opposing him won’t end well. After just a few peaceful days, Chen Dashan has offended Zhao Qiqiang again."

Ye Jiping shook his head helplessly.

Chen Dashan could fight and had recently gained Liu Yishou as a backer, but it still wasn’t enough to take on Zhao Qiqiang.

"So what?"

Peng Hu glared and continued: "Who cares who he is? If he dares to touch my brothers, I’ll fight him to the death!"

"I don’t care if he’s Zhao Qiqiang or Zhang Qiqiang!"

Just as Peng Hu finished speaking.

"Bang!" The door of the private room was pushed open. Peng Hu, enraged, turned to fight but lit up upon seeing Chen Dashan. With a sorrowful face, he said: "Big brother, why did you come back so late?"

"Look at these people. They not only broke my hand but also messed up my hairstyle!"

Chen Dashan looked up and saw Peng Hu’s once slicked-back hair now uneven. Peng Hu clenched his teeth: "I must avenge this, damn it!"

"Who is she?"

Ye Jiping looked at the voluptuous woman in a red dress standing behind Chen Dashan.

Her features were sharp, a mix of charm and determination, with a commanding aura.

This woman wasn’t ordinary.

Before Ye Jiping could fully observe, Chen Dashan turned and said: "She is my disciple, one of us!"