Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 203 - 176: Whoever Ties the Bell Must Untie It, Even a Tiger Is Considered a Person_2

Chapter 203: Chapter 176: Whoever Ties the Bell Must Untie It, Even a Tiger Is Considered a Person_2

This object can be hidden.

Just from the slight traces revealed by that young man, how strong can one tell his martial realm truly is?

In any era, this would be a feat only a grandmaster capable of founding a sect could achieve.

Such a character, and yet so young.

Who could imagine the heights he might reach one day?

In these times, when ferocious beasts swarm and countries watch covetously, the emergence of such a prodigiously talented martial artist is truly a fortune for Zhuxia.

Yet, some people’s first reaction is not to protect but to strangle, to seize the opportunity, one can only say, they deserve to die.

"Wait and see, from what I see, we actually can’t help much, we can only contact some old friends, quietly look after him, and handle the aftermath."

"Also, some dirty tricks that can’t be showed in public, if we can help him sort them out, let’s do it."

Gu Xiping and Ma Hongshen exchanged glances and nodded simultaneously.

Competing for fresh talents is one thing, some principles still need to be upheld, and we should not stand idly by if we can help.

While these two spoke, they didn’t take much care to avoid Principal Li and Teacher Qi Lianhong by their side; however, the principal and the teacher, though they heard, did not understand, feeling as if several cats were frantically scratching inside their hearts, making them very uncomfortable.

Clearly, no one would painstakingly explain it to them.

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Zhou Ping’an didn’t know that his "bookworm" little sister had become a hot commodity and was currently being fiercely contested.

Upon arriving at the Xingyi Dragon and Tiger Boxing Gym.

He saw a few sneaky-looking men standing by the door.

Before he could speak.

The group hurried forward to bow and greet him.

"Officer Zhou, hello."

"What are you doing here?"

Zhou Ping’an’s brow furrowed slightly, if he hadn’t felt the absence of malice, he would have already struck.

All three were about fifteen or sixteen years old, with hair dyed in various colors, two with tattoos on their arms, no need to question what kind of people they were.

"Big Brother Zhou... oh no, Chief Zhou, we are following Master Sun, and have already joined the car shop. We are here on his orders to guard the Dragon Tiger Boxing Gym and prevent any troubles."

The man looked up at Zhou Ping’an and his legs started to tremble like a sieve.

The two behind him trembled even more violently, Zhou Ping’an even suspected that if he spoke a bit harsher, he might smell urine.

No need to guess further.

These young hooligan-looking fellows must have seen his videos or livestreams and probably contributed Wishful Heartforce silk threads.

Otherwise, there’s no explaining why they were so afraid of him.

"Are the people from Big Brother Sun’s car shop able to accommodate so many?"

Zhou Ping’an knew that although Big Brother Sun Tong’s Monkey Fist was decent, he hardly dared to fight others, fearing the medical expenses if he accidentally hurt someone.

Thus, he racked his brains to rent a storefront and started a car repair shop to make a living.

He hired three "apprentices"; the business couldn’t be said to be good, but it wasn’t bad either, just enough to eat, but as for buying a house and marrying a wife, that still required several more years of struggle, allocable to the lower layers of society.

Now seeing him, since followers are coming to his side, it seems his car shop business must have picked up.

"Not enough room, well, there’s enough room." The blonde leading the group spoke inconsistently but managed to clarify: "Ever since following Chief Zhou and displaying divine power, Master Sun has gained fame, and he opened three new car shops in these days, gaining twenty to thirty brothers.

Especially after the fall of the Poisonous Snake Society, some companies approached for collaborations, and the business seems to be prospering once again."

Zhou Ping’an turned to look at Tang Tang, seeing his senior nodding, he knew that she handled the matter, hence he didn’t ask further, and simply instructed, "The hair and tattoos are too eye-catching, standing here, who would come to learn martial arts? No need to guard anymore, go and work at the shop."

"Yes."

The group appeared immensely relieved, nodding repeatedly as they left, and while running, they blamed each other, "I said this hair would definitely create problems, now that our status has changed, we need to look the part, go dye your hair."

"We’ve never really done anything bad, how is it rectifying our faults? We just like to hang out and flirt with girls."

"Blowing up your Dad’s gold coins every day, concocting various excuses, isn’t that bad? Just you talk too much..."

"Dye it white?"

"White my foot, it should be black..."

Zhou Ping’an waved his hand, dismissing a few non-mainstreamers. Tang Tang spoke from the side, "Monkey came looking for you, but you were in closed-door cultivation. I had him start the car dealership. It will be useful to have more informants around in the east side."

"Let’s go, forget about the car dealership. It seems Little Tian is training quite well."

Tang Tang walked quickly and, upon entering, saw a little boy practicing boxing under an old banyan tree in the courtyard.

He took each move seriously, his white vest thoroughly soaked, his legs trembling, yet still meticulously executing each move.

Lan Fengjiao was beside him, both worried and grinding her teeth.

She would occasionally come forward with a bottle of mineral water, wanting to call a stop, but swallowed her words each time.

As for the younger junior sister Dong Mingyue, she stood in the yard with a stern face, holding a whip, hands behind her back, staring intently at Lan Xiaotian like a strict master.

"The younger junior sister is indeed a serious person."

Zhou Ping’an couldn’t help but laugh upon seeing this.

The hardships Lan Xiaotian had endured.

He himself had had his fill at the age of fifteen.

That year, junior sister Dong Mingyue, only twelve years old, had already acted like a little adult, thoroughly responsible, bringing down the whip on any movement not properly executed.

However, once he had practiced well himself, he also wielded a small whip, getting his "revenge."

Once during a weapon contest, he made his junior sister’s buttocks swell with the whip.

Afterward, she cried and lay sobbing all night.

A very relieving masterstroke.

’These are all stories from years ago.’

Zhou Ping’an watched this familiar scene, thinking of Master Dong who had already passed away, his heart filled with endless sighs.

Such is life, such is fate.

Sometimes, acquiring an opportunity is not necessarily a good thing.

You must also be able to keep it.

The Zhao family, I hope they know when to stop. I wonder if my actions to warn them have had any effect?

As for Chen Guangyuan, the chairman of Taihe Pharmaceuticals, he shockingly returned to the port one after another with someone from Eternal Life Group.

Even with Dongjiang Foreign Affairs Office personnel accompanying them.

Governor Wei Changhe also personally attended the welcome.

’What exactly is he planning?’

Thinking of the recent call from Old Wu.

Zhou Ping’an faintly guessed.

He was sure that this kind of news was deliberately leaked by Chen Guangyuan.

Given the Control Power of Third Group now, actively investigating the opponent’s whereabouts is still difficult.

"Is it driving the tiger to swallow the wolf, or is it a desperate throw of the dice?"

Zhou Ping’an couldn’t figure it out and decided not to think too much about it.

No matter what calculation the opponent has, it still has to be faced.

After all, when he asked himself, he couldn’t bear to part with that mirror.

Having seen the uses of the Tiger Talisman and Treasure Sword.

Zhou Ping’an was increasingly looking forward to what uses the other Broken Mirror held?

And what changes would occur after merging with the mirror on his wrist?

He vaguely felt that if he missed this chance, he might deeply regret it.

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