I practiced my spirituality alone in Hong Kong.

[Young man, you have slain a giant dog demon that devours humans, protecting the peace of the Green Mountain Martial Arena. Innate Qi +0.2]

[Young man, this is your first time using the extremely ferocious Eagle Claw Grappling Technique in actual combat. Your Eagle Claw Grappling Technique experience has been increased by 10 (Beginner 35/100)]

"Ah! You dare kill my dog!"

Boss Zhou clutched his severed hand, got up, picked up his two remaining fingers, and roared at the dead Kangal dog.

His resentment towards Li Chang'an was greater than that of the dog that had crippled him.

"Miss Wen, are you alright?"

Huang Zhengli and Director Yuan also rushed over at this time. Seeing that Wen Zhilan was unharmed, they breathed a long sigh of relief.

But when his gaze fell on the Kangal dog's corpse on the ground, his pupils suddenly contracted.

He was too far away, and he was in such a hurry that he didn't see how Li Chang'an made his move.

Only upon closer inspection did we realize that the dog's entire throat had been torn apart!

The gruesome, gaping wound on the neck could not have been caused by the grappling and pliant techniques of the Snake Style Fist.

"Unless... it's Eagle Claw Fist?!"

Huang Zhengli looked at Li Chang'an in disbelief.

How long has it been since he demonstrated the Eagle Claw Fist technique to Li Chang'an?

Not only did Anzai learn it, but he even mastered Eagle Claw Kung Fu to such an extent that he could kill a giant dog like Kanga in an instant!

Even if Hwang Jang-ri himself took the field, he didn't think he could kill as decisively as Li Chang-an.

This is certainly partly due to Li Chang'an's genius, but even the most talented person cannot learn everything without a teacher.

"Anzai's lineage is definitely not simple... even Director Yuen's previous guesses were an underestimation!"

Huang Zhengli realized that his previous agreement with Li Chang'an to discuss martial arts with his master remotely a month later was an underestimation of both Li Chang'an and the master behind him.

Wen Zhilan was still somewhat shaken, her gaze fixed blankly on the Kangal dog's corpse on the ground.

"The class monitor?"

Seeing her like this, Li Chang'an raised his hand and gently waved it in front of her eyes.

But when he raised his hand, he realized that his hands were covered in hot, glaring blood.

Li Chang'an was afraid that Wen Zhilan would be frightened again if she saw blood, so he planned to take it back.

Unexpectedly, Wen Zhilan suddenly took a step forward.

She stretched out her cold little hand and, as if grasping at a lifeline, firmly held his blood-stained hand in her palm.

Whether it was the warmth of the blood or the reassuring feeling of Li Chang'an's hand, Wen Zhilan's eyes refocused.

She took a deep breath and whispered:

"Li Chang'an, take me outside for some fresh air... I have a gift for you, it should be here soon."

"Okay, I'll ask Director Yuan for leave..."

Before Li Chang'an could finish speaking, Director Yuan interrupted him.

"Anzai, why did you ask for leave regarding Miss Wen's matter? Don't ask me about this kind of thing. You should comfort Miss Wen."

As Director Yuan spoke, he winked at Li Chang'an, signaling him to be quick-witted.

If Wen Zhilan were to file a complaint with the Heavenly Court because of the near-injury she suffered today, the entire Qingshan Road production crew would be in serious trouble if the matter were investigated.

"No! You killed my dog, you're not leaving here!"

Boss Zhou immediately rushed up to stop him.

Huang Zhengli stepped aside and blocked his way.

Wen Zhilan didn't even glance at Boss Zhou, but calmly said:

"Master Huang, call Aunt Rong and tell her what just happened."

Then I'll have a lawyer investigate whether his businesses have any irregularities or illegal activities... I never want to see this person again.

"Yes, Miss Wen."

"Hey, what are you trying to do?!"

When Boss Zhou saw Huang Zhengli grab his collar and try to pull him away, he immediately struggled and resisted.

Huang Zhengli's face turned cold, and he kicked him in the round belly.

Boss Zhou groaned, staggered, and knelt down on the ground, wincing in pain.

Hwang Jang-lee looked down at him, his voice cold and hard:

"You should be glad that the beast you raised didn't hurt Miss Wen, otherwise, your fate would be a thousand times worse than it is now."

Miss Wen...

Which important figure in Hong Kong has the surname Wen?

Could it be... the Wen family on Victoria Peak in Hong Kong Island?!

Boss Zhou struggled to lift his head and watched Li Chang'an and Wen Zhilan leave hand in hand. He instinctively realized that Huang Zhengli was not bluffing and that he might have really gotten himself into big trouble.

But how could that be! Why would the children of such top-tier Chinese elites come to this run-down place like Castle Peak Road?

She was even with an unknown young martial arts master...

……

……

"Squad leader, if you don't let go, our hands will be frozen together by blood."

"Is Li Chang'an looking down on me?"

"..."

"Haha, just kidding~ Don't tell Xingning about this, or she'll definitely get jealous."

"But Li Chang'an is really petty. I was just frightened, what's wrong with letting me hold your hand?"

Seeing that he was speechless, Wen Zhilan couldn't help but smile and let out a soft laugh before letting go of his hand.

Seeing that she had regained her composure and even had the energy to joke, Li Chang'an felt relieved.

He turned and walked to the sink, rinsing the bloodstains from his hands as he joked:

"Squad leader, you said yesterday that you prefer seeking thrills. After today, you probably won't be seeking thrills anymore, right?"

As Wen Zhilan watched the flowing water wash away the blood from his hands, the image of Li Chang'an standing in front of her flashed repeatedly in her mind.

The boy used those very hands to pierce the giant dog's throat with a single claw. That scene, full of violent aesthetics, still makes her heart race when she thinks about it now.

Human strength can actually crush the most ferocious beasts head-on...

Wen Zhilan suppressed her rapid breathing, lowered her eyes and murmured, "It was too exciting, but thankfully you were here."

"So I've thought it through."

"Think clearly about what?"

"Since I'm just a hypocrite, then if I want to seek thrills in the future, I'll need you by my side so I can act recklessly without worry."

Li Chang'an was slightly taken aback and subconsciously avoided her overly intense gaze.

"If the class monitor is too willful, I can't afford to cover for him."

Wen Zhilan smiled, her eyes narrowed, and seeing that he had finished washing his hands, she said:

"Take me for a ride now, I want to ride on your motorcycle."

"Okay, I'll go borrow it from Brother Chen."

Wen Zhilan shook her head and looked down at the platinum Cartier Tank series women's watch on her wrist.

"You don't need to borrow from others, I have a gift for you."

"We should be there by now."

Without saying a word, she pulled Li Chang'an to the entrance of Qingshan Road.

Soon, a small truck drove up.

Wen Zhilan chatted with the driver for a while, signed a receipt, and then the driver opened the trunk. Together with another man wearing white gloves, they lifted a cool black and white motorcycle off the vehicle.

"This motorcycle is called Yamaha XS750. I don't know if you'll like it."

Wen Zhilan pulled Li Chang'an to the front of the car and introduced it.

XS was the code name used by Yamaha in the 70s and 80s for its high-end, large-displacement street bike series, which stands for eXcellent Sport.

The number 750 indicates that its engine displacement is 750cc. Generally speaking, for the same type of engine, the larger the displacement number, the more powerful the motorcycle.

A 750cc motorcycle is now considered the top-of-the-line large-displacement motorcycle on the streets of Hong Kong, and with modifications, it can even be used on racetracks.

Li Chang'an looked at the motorcycle, which was full of design aesthetics, with some surprise.

Its inline three-cylinder engine is exposed, giving it a sharp metallic feel, while its wide and stable body makes it both noble and dignified.

Li Chang'an liked it very much, but after seeing the receipt that the class monitor had just signed for, he still said:

"This gift from the class monitor is too valuable. It's a car worth over 20,000 Hong Kong dollars. If I accept it, I won't be able to give you a gift of the same value in the future."

"You've already given me a more valuable gift. Perhaps all the gifts I've received in my life combined are not as precious as the one you gave me."

"What did you send?"

"My life."

Wen Zhilan smiled and placed the motorcycle keys into Li Chang'an's hand.

"Please accept my thank-you gift. From now on, Li Chang'an, you'll have to take me for a drive every day."