Lin Chuan sneered, "Li Dong, you've lost. According to the rules, you can pack up and get lost. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"

"Damn it!" Li Dong's face was full of guilt as he gritted his teeth and ordered, "Retreat!"

"Yes!" A bunch of people left dejectedly.

Seeing the Jingwu Sect people retreat, Zhang Wenhui also took a few policemen and left the scene. Just when everyone was about to celebrate ecstatically, suddenly, Zhou Kai collapsed.

"Brother Chuan, Kai is injured." Li Qiang hurried over to report.

"What happened?" Lin Chuan asked.

"He was slashed with a knife during the fight earlier," Li Qiang said helplessly.

"First, treat his wound." Lin Chuan

At this moment, Qingzi walked down slowly. She had been meditating behind closed doors the entire time, not hearing the commotion outside. Only when she came out to go to the restroom did she hear the noise and discovered that someone was injured after descending the stairs.

"Let me have a look!" Qingzi hastily said.

Zhou Kai was laid out on the table, and Qingzi quickly tore open the clothing on his chest.

"Call an ambulance," Liu Cheng urgently shouted.

"No need!" Qingzi shook her head and said, "The wound is not deep. I'll handle it. Quickly go get my first aid kit from my room. I'll perform the surgery."

"Yes!" Huang Bo hurriedly dashed upstairs.

It wasn't long before the first aid kit was brought down.

This was merely a simple surgical procedure. Qingzi first disinfected Zhou Kai's wound with medical alcohol, then used needle and thread to stitch together the torn skin on his chest. It wasn't only Zhou Kai who needed an emergency surgery; several others needed simple surgical procedures too. If they weren't stitched up, the wounds could become infected. Qingzi took on the duty of a doctor alone and quickly sewed up everyone's wounds.

Two hours later, finally, the wounds of these people were all treated.

"Who would have thought Miss Qingzi's medical skills were so impressive?" Zhao Zhonghai looked at the stitches on his arm and commented, "It's much better than the hospital stitches. Such skillful needlework; I really underestimated you before."

"It's not as good as you say." Qingzi's face turned slightly red as she stealthily glanced at Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan's expression remained solemn throughout, and he had been standing quietly in the corner without speaking.

"Mr. Lin Chuan, you aren't injured, are you?" Qingzi asked.

"No!" Lin Chuan shook his head and said, "Qingzi, thank you. Sorry to trouble you this late."

"Look at what you're saying." Qingzi timidly spoke, "Aren't you considering me as a friend? Why be so formal then?"

Everyone watched Qingzi with her bashful and ready-to-bloom expression, and Liu Cheng grinned, saying, "Exactly, we're almost like family now; there's no need to be so distant."

"Haha..." Everyone burst into laughter.

Zhou Kai also revealed a smile, but he couldn't smile too broadly, or he might pull on his wound and intensify the pain.

Qingzi's face reddened even more.

After finally dispersing the crowd, Lin Chuan and Zhou Kai were sent home to rest, while Lu Dapao and his people stood guard at Haiqing Pool, preventing any sneak attacks. However, after the incident, today's business had been disrupted, and it might take several days to recover.

"You… you seemed to hesitate just now," Zhao Zhonghai said from the side. "What were you thinking just then?"

"Nothing!" Lin Chuan shook his head.

"You clearly could have saved Zhou Kai, made him take one less hit," Zhao Zhonghai laughed. "But you didn't save him."

"It's a type of growth!" Lin Chuan took a drag on his cigarette and smiled, "For a soldier, what does a wound signify?"

"Honor!" Zhao Zhonghai's face bore a solemn expression.

"Exactly." Lin Chuan nodded and said, "It's the same for them. A wound signifies growth. How can you see the rainbow without experiencing storms? How can you grow without experiencing pain? Zhou Kai needs to grow, so he needs this kind of pain."

"Alright." Zhao Zhonghai nodded, admitting, "Maybe you're right."

"Hmm." Lin Chuan nodded, saying, "History will prove I'm right."

"Haha..." Zhao Zhonghai burst into a big laugh, then suddenly his tone changed, "What's the deal with you and Qingzi? How come I've noticed she seems to be feeling something strange towards you? The way she looks at you, her expressions, they all seem kind of admiring. Have you... have you already won her over?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Lin Chuan glared at Zhao Zhonghai and said, "How could I possibly do such a thing."

"With your personality, what's impossible?" Zhao Zhonghai asked.

"Anyway, it's impossible." Lin Chuan sighed heavily, "Once the Heroic Spirit Monument is completed, she'll naturally have to return to Japan."

"Are you really going to let the Heroic Spirit Monument be erected?" Zhao Zhonghai challenged.

"What can be done about it?" Lin Chuan responded awkwardly to Zhao Zhonghai, "Isn't all this for the good of the villagers of Dragon Spring Village? Even if the villagers were to resist, it would all be in vain. How could the efforts of a handful of people stand against the state authorities?"

"Maybe you're right," Zhao Zhonghai bit his teeth, "but we will never submit."

Lin Chuan looked at Zhao Zhonghai, knowing that he wouldn't submit, that even if he didn't try every possible method to resist, he would definitely not let that monument be at peace. Lin Chuan didn't speak; he only smiled, a smile filled with various meanings. No one knew what Lin Chuan's smile meant.

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The battle at Haiqing Pool spread quickly.

The underling of the Northeast Tiger passed the news back to Huaqing Pool, where a lively bikini contest was in full swing at that moment inside the hall, with fifty to sixty curvaceous beauties walking the stage, participating in a spirited beauty pageant. Below the stage, customers from all directions gathered, excitedly watching the event. Some held signs in their hands, seemingly searching for the right target.

As soon as they found the right target, they could immediately place an order with the server standing by. Then all they had to do was return to their room and wait for the beauty to arrive, and they could enjoy a full set of services. This was undoubtedly a delightfully indulgent service.

The underling hurried back to the office of the Northeast Tiger.

"Mr. Hu, big news, big news!" The underling was uncontrollably excited.

"What news?" The Northeast Tiger looked up at the newcomer.

"Tonight, there was a clash between Jingwu Martial Arts Hall and Haiqing Pool in the Western City District," said the underling eagerly, "and both sides probably took losses."

"Really?" The Northeast Tiger was stunned, then grinned, "What did Lin Chuan do to offend Li Dong this time?"

"Who knows!" the underling said breathlessly, "Maybe there has been a feud between them all along. It seems like Haiqing Pool is in real jeopardy now."

"Heh, interesting." The Northeast Tiger put down his pen and said, "Go and find out what's going on, why they got into conflict. We might be able to use this opportunity. What do you think?"

"Mr. Hu is wise!" The underling's eyes lit up at his words.

Not only the Northeast Tiger was concerned about this matter, but Feng Taibao was also paying close attention to it.

At Feng Taibao's Eight Horses Tea House, he was busily engaged in a midnight session of burning incense and chanting Buddhist scriptures. Praying for his own well-being was a daily ritual that was as consistent as clockwork, a matter of great importance to him. The richer one became, the more one feared death. Feng Taibao also feared death, so he prayed for himself every day. He even claimed to be a Buddhist believer.

"Boss Feng." A man named Flying Knife walked in hurriedly.

"What is it?" Feng Taibao asked.

"Big trouble in the Eastern City District," said Flying Knife, looking earnestly at Feng Taibao. "Someone went to Haiqing Pool to cause trouble."

"Who?" Feng Taibao was somewhat surprised.

"It was Li Dong from the Western City District," said Flying Knife quickly. "Li Dong is a disciple of Shaolin and also a coach at Jingwu Martial Arts Hall. I have some connection to him. I called specially to check; it was him."

"Then why did he clash with Lin Chuan?" Feng Taibao asked, puzzled.

"Apparently, because Lin Chuan beat up Li Dong's underling, Guan Hu," Flying Knife said with a smile. "Li Dong is the type to not let wrongs against his people slide, so such a conflict was inevitable."

"That explains it," Feng Taibao nodded.

"Boss Feng, this could be an opportunity," Flying Knife said grinning, "Maybe we can seize the chance to wipe out Lin Chuan."

"No!" Feng Taibao shook his head and said, "We're not in a hurry; if anyone should be, it's not us."

"Who then?" asked Flying Knife, puzzled.

"Naturally, it's Tsinghua University Pool," Feng Taibao revealed a strange expression, while Flying Knife was somewhat slow to catch on.

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