Urban Cultivation: Starting with Winning Back My Wife and Daughter

Luo Haifeng showed the report to Huang Qingyang, who said, "The tea is good, but the quantity is too small. Xiao Wang, I'm getting old and have all sorts of minor health problems, so please sell me more so this old man can take care of his health."

Wang Xingyu laughed and said, "I feel like you're playing the victim card."

Huang Qingyang said, "I'm telling the truth. After drinking your tea once, do you think there's any other tea that would be palatable to me?"

Luo Haifeng echoed, "I feel the same way as Elder Huang."

Wang Xingyu thought for a moment and said, "Eight million for half a catty is a bit excessive. How about this, one million for one tael, I'll sell it to each of you for half a catty."

Huang Qingyang then seized the opportunity, saying, "Fifteen million per catty, how about it?"

Wang Xingyu replied without hesitation, "Half a pound at most, nothing else is negotiable."

Huang Qingyang sighed and said, "Okay."

Wang Xingyu took out two jars, each containing half a pound of tea leaves, and said, "Elder Huang, President Luo, there's a spirit-storing talisman on the inside of these two jars. It can preserve the spiritual energy in the tea leaves for three months. That means you must finish it within three months. If you can't finish it, hand the jars over to me, and I'll handle it."

Huang Qingyang looked surprised and asked, "What is a Spirit Storage Talisman? Is it a Taoist talisman?"

Wang Xingyu laughed and said, "I guess so."

Huang Qingyang gave him a deep look and said, "You're a bit of a hidden talent."

Wang Xingyu said, "Aren't you going to show it yet? I've already shown my underwear."

"Ha ha ha ha"

Everyone laughed.

After finishing their tea, Huang Qingyang, Luo Haifeng, and Zhao Yuan left satisfied.

Wang Xingyu showed no emotional fluctuation upon receiving the extra ten million in his account.

Money is something that's important when you don't have it, but once you have it, it doesn't matter anymore.

The business at the traditional Chinese medicine clinic is still terrible.

No one came to seek treatment.

Wang Xingyu naturally didn't care about this.

He devoted himself wholeheartedly to training his drawing skills.

Compared to when he first started training, Wang Xingyu's skill level has improved dramatically.

His paintings are now comparable to those worth seven or eight thousand yuan in Huang Qingyang's antique shop.

In Qingye Daoshi's eyes, these paintings were no different from garbage.

So after Wang Xingyu finished, he would tear up all his paintings and throw them in the trash.

After practicing for about an hour, Wang Xingyu was about to take a break when he heard three different footsteps outside the door.

One footstep was heavy, nothing special.

The other two were as light as cats, their footsteps barely perceptible; they must have been highly skilled martial artists.

Soon, the three of them walked in.

One of them, whom Wang Xingyu recognized, was Zheng Guangyuan, the leader of the Guangyuan Gang.

This guy's face was ashen, and he looked dejected; he had clearly been thoroughly tormented by Wang Xingyu.

"Hello Mr. Wang, I am Zhu Yanjiang from Xingyi School, and this is my disciple Wang Yange."

Zhu Yanjiang clasped his hands in a fist salute and introduced himself.

Wang Xingyu stood up, greeted Zhu Yanjiang and Wang Yange, and said, "Master Zhu, if I'm not mistaken, you're here about Chief Zheng, right?"

Zhu Yanjiang nodded and said, "I came here specifically to apologize to you. I am ashamed to say that since my unfilial disciple graduated, he has done nothing good but a whole host of bad things. I have punished him many times, but he has never changed his ways. As the saying goes, 'If the teacher is not strict, it is the teacher's fault.' Mr. Wang, I beg you to be lenient and forgive him this time."

After saying that, he took out a check for one million and placed it in front of Wang Xingyu.

Wang Xingyu did not accept the check, but said, "Master Zhu, I am not from the martial arts world, but I know that Xingyi Quan has several branches. I wonder which master your branch originated from?"

Zhu Yanjiang said, "Shang Yunxiang."

Wang Xingyu said "Oh," and then said, "The Guangyuan Gang is quite famous in Haijiang City. I took some people out for a meal, and just because my wife and friend were a little pretty, they wanted them to drink with me. When they refused, they tried to force my wife and friend into their car. If I didn't know some martial arts, I don't even want to think about what would have happened to them."

"Master Zhu, tell me, what's the difference between your apprentice's behavior and the abduction of women in the past?"

"If Senior Shang Yunxiang were alive, how would he have handled this? Or is it that your Xingyi school has produced nothing but scum like you since you started out?"

Without a harsh reprimand or a stern expression, Wang Xingyu calmly asked a few questions, which made Zhu Yanjiang feel utterly ashamed.

Zhu Yanjiang has been famous for twenty years and is renowned for his reputation. In particular, after founding Xingyi School, he was hailed as a grandmaster of Xingyi in the martial arts world.

Everyone who met him treated him with utmost respect; he had never been ridiculed like this before.

The key point is that the facts are undeniable, and he couldn't even utter a single word in rebuttal.

Seeing his master being humiliated, Zheng Guangyuan said in a deep voice, "One should take responsibility for one's own actions. This has nothing to do with my master's Xingyi School."

Wang Xingyu scoffed, "They're already here, and you're still saying it's nothing? You're kidding me. Zheng Guangyuan, tell me the truth, how many women's reputations have you ruined?"

Zheng Guangyuan shouted, "No, not a single one!"

Wang Xingyu rolled his eyes and said, "I don't believe you for a second."

Zhu Yanjiang said, "I believe you."

Wang Xingyu was taken aback, looked at Zhu Yanjiang, and asked, "Why?"

Zhu Yanjiang said, "He might bully, beat, or even kill people, but he would never do anything to women. I can assure you of that."

Wang Xingyu seemed to realize something, walked up to Zheng Guangyuan, picked up his arm, took his pulse, and immediately understood that this guy actually didn't have that kind of ability.

No wonder this guy has such a bad reputation, yet his karma value didn't reach the minimum value shown by the karma bead. So that's why!

"Are you doing this on purpose to impress your subordinates?"

"This is none of your business."

"You haven't done it, but can you guarantee that the Guangyuan Gang hasn't done it either?"

"Yes. I've collected protection money, fought with other gangs, and even run a casino, but I've never forced women into prostitution or raped them. At most, I just talked about it."

Wang Xingyu was speechless.

Zheng Guangyuan looks fierce and domineering, but I didn't expect him to be so naive inside.

It's truly astonishing that someone in their thirties would pull something like this.

Wang Yan, who had remained silent until now, said, "Mr. Zhou, we are martial artists, and we don't tolerate any injustice. Even if Zheng Guangyuan were incredibly bold, he wouldn't dare to do that."

Wang Xingyu's expression softened considerably, and he said, "I think the Guangyuan Gang should be disbanded, otherwise it will have an extremely negative impact on your Xingyi Sect."

Zhu Yanjiang nodded and said, "I've already told him. One of our purposes in coming to Haijiang this time is to disband the Guangyuan Gang."