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Chapter 139, Slap in the Face

That afternoon, Huang Jun's father brought Huang Jun to the place. The man was named Huang Tianjun, a rather imposing name, and was a middle-aged man in his forties.

Zhuang Jin invited them in and poured them tea.

Huang Tianjun did not sit down, but put his hands behind his back and said, "I already know about the matter. It's just a small thing. It was Jun'er who made a mistake, which is only natural and unavoidable... Why should people of our status argue with young people and lose our dignity for nothing? Let's just let this matter go!"

Originally, Zhuang Jin didn't intend to be unforgiving. He just wanted Huang Jun's elders to come out, apologize, and then have a proper discussion. He wanted them to agree to restrain Huang Jun and make him behave himself while he was in the east of the city. That would be enough.

But now...

Huang Tianjun showed up empty-handed, his attitude arrogant and condescending, trying to let the matter drop with just words. Was this an attitude of apology or negotiation? It seemed more like an attempt to hold someone accountable!

Since that's the case, then what's the point of talking about your damn thing!
Zhuang Jin's polite smile vanished instantly, and he looked at Huang Tianjun and said, "Yes, there's no need to lower yourself to the level of a young man. It would only make you look bad. Let's make friends through martial arts and exchange a few moves!"

Having said that, he did not wait for Huang Tianjun's reply.

Swish!
He moved swiftly, and in the next moment, he was already in front of Huang Tianjun.

Huang Tianjun hadn't expected Zhuang Jin to be so aggressive, like a baboon, and to resort to violence at the slightest provocation. He thought to himself that the young man had quite a temper, and a surge of anger rose within him. He decided to teach Zhuang Jin a lesson.

Bang bang bang!
Every move the two made seemed to possess immense power, producing a rustling sound, interspersed with the clanging of their forces, creating a teeth-grinding sound.

Huang Jun quickly stepped back and looked at the two of them with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

This morning, when facing Zhuang Jin, he dared not speak out. In his mind, Zhuang Jin could only show off his power in front of him. Would he dare to act like that in front of his own father?

Previously, his father had brought him over and had confidently told Zhuang Jin to let the matter drop, which sounded very satisfying. However, he hadn't expected that Zhuang Jin would not only refuse to accept it but also dare to be resentful and take the initiative to challenge him to a duel. He really had a lot of nerve.

'This is going to be good!'

In Huang Jun's view, his father was a veteran martial artist, while Zhuang Jin had only recently broken through and was reportedly injured, having come to the east of the city to recuperate... Compared to Zhuang Jin, his father had a clear advantage! It was simply impossible for him to lose!

But then he saw that his father, whom he couldn't understand how he had lost, was completely suppressed by Zhuang Jin, only able to parry and unable to fight back at all, just like a son being brutally beaten by his father...

'No, that's not a good analogy!'

Huang Jun quickly shook his head, trying to shake off the strange idea. However, the next moment, he widened his eyes and saw something even more shocking.

Snapped!
After a dozen or so moves, a crisp slap rang out. Huang Tianjun was knocked off his head, his hair ornament fell off, and he looked disheveled and miserable, with a clear handprint on his face.

"Father!" Huang Jun, disregarding his shock, rushed over to help his father up.

"I……"

Huang Tianjun shook his head, still completely dazed. It took him several breaths to realize what had happened—he had been slapped hard across the face!
Even in street fights, people know not to hit someone in the face. In casual sparring, the blows are usually brief and to the point. Yet here he was, slapped in the face?! Zhuang Jin dared to slap him?!

Why not dare?

Zhuang Jin not only hit him, but also continued to mock him.

With his right hand behind his back, he looked down at Huang Tianjun and said indifferently, "It's just a small matter. What's with that expression, Commander Huang? In a sparring match, it's only natural to get your face swollen. Why should Commander Huang lower himself to the level of a young man like me and lose face for no reason?"

Huang Jun was stunned by Zhuang Jin's arrogance. He had slapped his father in the face and still dared to say such things, mocking him so openly. Was he really not afraid of causing trouble? But something seemed off. Wait, now he remembered, those words sounded familiar.

Even Huang Jun, as an observer, was deeply impressed by Zhuang Jin's arrogance. Huang Tianjun, the person involved, was so angry that half of his face turned white. Well, half of his face was white with anger, and the other half was bruised. This could be considered a mixture of white and green.

He pointed at Zhuang Jin, his face contorted with rage, and shouted in a shrill voice, "Zhuang Jin, you've gone too far! Let me tell you: this isn't over, you..."

"If I'm not mistaken, Commander Huang is trying to incite his backers to retaliate? How can someone as old as Commander Huang act like a child, doing something like calling in his parents when he can't win a fight?"

Huang Tianjun was embarrassed when Zhuang Jin's analogy was guessed, but he just thought Zhuang Jin was scared and sneered.

"Huang Zhenshou has no character! Didn't he initially advise me to be magnanimous, to be tolerant, and not to argue with young people?"

Zhuang Jin then changed the subject: "This is simply a huge joke! I'm only eighteen years old, yet Town Chief Huang is advising me not to stoop to the level of your twenty-something son? Then, facing you, this forty-something old guy with an extremely thick skin who made my hand hurt from hitting you, shouldn't I also advise you not to stoop to the level of an eighteen-year-old like me?"

"Uh……"

Upon hearing this, Huang Tianjun forgot to refute even the comment that Zhuang Jin was "shameless" and that his hand had hurt from hitting him. Only then did he realize that Zhuang Jin really was eighteen years old. It was easy to overlook his age because of Zhuang Jin's status, strength, and achievements. Thinking back to his previous words, his face turned pale and then red—this time, he was more embarrassed.

"Also, I was just returning what Commander Huang had done to me, so why couldn't Commander Huang accept it?"

Upon hearing this, both the Huang father and son were taken aback, realizing what had happened: Huang Jun making Zhuang Jin take the blame was tantamount to slapping Zhuang Jin in the face. Huang Tianjun had brought Huang Jun here, offering no compensation or apology, and instead simply telling Zhuang Jin not to hold it against him…

What Zhuang Jin just did was, in a sense, the same kind of thing.

Huang Tianjun understood this point. Knowing he was in the wrong, his anger dissipated by more than half. He was also wary of Zhuang Jin's strength and the slap he had received. His arrogance and contempt were dispelled, and he calmed down completely: "This matter... is my son's fault. How about this, I will give up the deeds to ten shops, and we can let this matter go?"

"If you had this attitude from the beginning, I would have agreed, but now? It's too late!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Jun became anxious: "Lord Zhuang, we have already apologized and offered compensation; that's quite a show of sincerity..."

Zhuang Jin glanced at him indifferently, the meaning of which was clear: Do you have the right to interrupt us when we're talking?

"shut up!"

Huang Tianjun stopped his son, gritting his teeth as he looked at Zhuang Jin and said, "At most, add two more shops, Zhuang Zhenshou, don't be too greedy..."

Zhuang Jin shook her head, remaining unmoved: "This is not about compensation."

"What does the garrison commander of Nazhuang want?"

"What do I want? Next month, you and your son can apply to be transferred out of the east of the city!" Zhuang Jin said calmly.

"what?"

Huang Jun couldn't believe it. He never expected that not only him, but Zhuang Jin was also trying to force his father out of the east of the city.

Huang Tianjun's anger, which he had already suppressed, flared up again upon hearing this, burning fiercely. He sneered, "Very well, it seems that Commander Zhuang is not going to listen to reason and is determined to suffer the consequences! You want to transfer my father and me out of the east of the city? You really dare to say that! Our Huang family has lived in the east of the city for three generations, three generations of people from the east of the city..."

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(End of this chapter)