"Why did you hit me?"

When this question was brought up, Wang Lubo immediately got irritated and said, "That guy is just crazy. When he came, I was soaking in the bathtub, and he suddenly barged in without any warning, which caused me to slip and not only that, he also beat me up."

"No reason at all?" Zhao Guo'an couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked.

Wang Lubo realized something this time and asked, "Who is this?"

"I'm Zhao Guo'an, a neighbor of Brother Xiao." Zhao Guo'an smiled and said, "I just heard you mention Kyoto, and you're also called Wang; do you happen to know an old man named Wang Fugui?"

"You know my granduncle?" Wang Lubo replied in surprise.

Zhao Guo'an smiled again, "I happened to help the old man with his cough before; I'm not sure if it has recurred?"

"Who knows." Wang Lubo replied with little interest, "When my granduncle sees me, he only scolds me, and I avoid him, so I dare not go to him on purpose. But I've heard his cough was cured by a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner; I didn't expect it was you!"

"Hehe, just a small matter." Zhao Guo'an feigned modesty.

On the side, Xiao Feng furrowed his brows slightly. He knew a bit about Wang Lubo's family background, and previously when Zhao Guo'an said he managed the health of high-ranking officials and wealthy people, he didn't pay much attention to it. But now, it seemed he had underestimated this man.

Additionally, the name Wang Fugui has somewhat of a "refreshingly unique" feel in the current era, although thinking of names like "Iron Pillar, Dog Egg" from back in the day, Wang Fugui actually sounds quite nice.

"Let's not drift off-topic, we should continue talking about Brother Wang's issue," Zhao Guo'an said apologetically, casually addressing Wang Lubo as Brother Wang.

Wang Lubo wasn't bothered by the titles and said, "I guess it's probably because his sister wants to marry me, and he doesn't like me."

"That reason seems plausible." Xiao Feng nodded, "But Bozai, have you thought about it? If I beat up Chen Feihu later, you'll have trouble explaining it to Chen Xiuxiu."

"It's not hard to explain. I've already thought it over; Xiuxiu is nice, but I still feel we're not suitable for each other, Brother Feng. You don't need to have any concerns." Wang Lubo said seriously for once.

Xiao Feng patted Wang Lubo on the shoulder, not opting to persuade him.

The proverb about not forcing things matches well here; whether Wang Lubo can't let go of Miao Yueqian or has other reasons, the bottom line is emotions can't be forced; otherwise, it wouldn't be good for both parties.

Leading the way into the villa, Xiao Feng immediately noticed Chen Feihu sitting in the living room, "Are you the one who hit my brother?"

"Ah, you must be Xiao Feng?" Chen Feihu stood up, shaking his wrists and said, "Wang Lubo should have told you, I intend to beat you up too, right? Any opinions?"

"You talk too much. If you want to fight, bring it on." Xiao Feng said calmly.

"Great!" Chen Feihu laughed heartily, "Then I won't be cour..."

"Wait!" Wang Lubo suddenly shouted as he rushed inside, grabbing an antique vase from the window sill as he walked out, saying, "These paintings and calligraphy are very valuable; don't let them suffer unnecessarily during your fight."

"???" Xiao Feng and Chen Feihu both had confused expressions as if to say: why does it sound like this has nothing to do with you?

For an instant, both felt the impulse to first catch Wang Lubo and give him a good beating.

"Don't just stand there. Buddy, help me out, help me rescue these antiques and artworks." Wang Lubo waved to Zhao Guo'an outside the door.

Zhao Guo'an hesitated for a moment, suddenly understanding a little why Wang Lubo would get beaten; with such actions, anyone would hit him.

"How about we fight outside?" Zhao Guo'an looked at Wang Lubo with disdain before looking at Xiao Feng and asking.

"Alright!" Xiao Feng agreed and the two headed towards the yard.

Without any warning, Chen Feihu swung a punch at Xiao Feng's back before Xiao Feng was ready.

"Brother Xiao, watch out!" Zhao Guo'an hurriedly alerted.

Just as he spoke, Xiao Feng seemingly had eyes on his back and moved aside one step in advance, barely avoiding the punch.

Chen Feihu said nothing, immediately turning back with another heavy punch.

"Bang!"

A punch met with a palm, and a dull sound echoed.

Xiao Feng retreated three steps, whereas Chen Feihu stepped back only one step; clearly, Chen Feihu had the upper hand in the first round.

"Innate Divine Power?" Xiao Feng shook his slightly numb hand, his expression somewhat solemn. The unexpected strength from the opponent was beyond his expectation, but great force isn't necessarily the key in deciding victory.

The next moment, Xiao Feng made rapid progress towards Chen Feihu, his fist aiming for Feihu's abdomen.

Yet, an astonishing scene unfolded.

Chen Feihu neither dodged nor defended, allowing Xiao Feng's fist to hit his stomach.

Bear in mind, the abdomen is one of the body's weak spots, lacking bones; a heavy blow could easily harm internal organs.

"Bang!"

A muffled impact echoed in the yard, as Chen Feihu took two steps back but remained calm and even-keeled, smiling, "Want to try a couple more punches?"

"Innate Divine Power combined with Hard Qi Gong technique; your family must've invested quite a bit in your training." Xiao Feng spoke slowly.

"Is your statement admitting defeat?" Chen Feihu taunted.

"You could see it that way." Xiao Feng shrugged, "Beating you doesn't benefit me, so I don't care about winning or losing with no actual losses involved."

Chen Feihu frowned, "I did hit your brother; aren't you going to stand up for him?"

"Wang Lubo is my brother, but he's also your future brother-in-law; how you want to deal with your family matters is your prerogative." Xiao Feng responded indifferently.

"I see you neither have the courage nor the ability to stand up for him, huh?" Chen Feihu openly mocked.

Xiao Feng pondered for two seconds then nodded in agreement, "You're right!"

"…" Chen Feihu was dumbfounded as this was not what he'd expected at all.

"Wait a moment!" Chen Feihu called out to the retreating Xiao Feng, "I've heard you're not normally this timid!"

Stopping momentarily, Xiao Feng replied without turning back, "As I said, victories or losses with no tangible profits or losses aren't my concern; if you insist on fighting, let's make it interesting with stakes."

"Fine, as you said, if you win against me, I won't oppose Wang Lubo with my sister anymore; but if you lose, you have to talk to his family and find a way to break the marriage arrangement." Chen Feihu changed his tone midway.

"Is this what your sister wants?" Xiao Feng asked.

"It's my personal viewpoint," Chen Feihu admitted, "As the eldest brother, I can't watch my sister marry such a person."

"Family organizers should have supported marital freedom for a while now. I'm indifferent to family matters," Xiao Feng said, uninterested and kept walking forward.

Chen Feihu, anxious, replied, "Say what you want to bet on then, I'll comply."

Once again, Xiao Feng paused, a smirk curling at his lips, finally reeling in the fish...

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