The village beauty and me!

"He's just Li Manjiang, at most he'll bring his lackeys with him."

"Your Fatty and I, Huan and I, are people who have seen a lot. This is nothing," the fat man replied dismissively.

"I hope you can maintain this optimistic attitude after you go to my yard later, then I'll really admire you." Zhao Jingjing crossed her arms, revealing a slightly disdainful expression.

Chen Huan guessed that Li Manjiang must have brought a lot of people to cause trouble.

He had been prepared for this for some time.

As for why he didn't go directly to his own house, but instead went to Zhao Jingjing's house to find Zhao Siming, the answer will be revealed soon.

"I'll go take a look, you can stay here." Chen Huan planned to go by himself and didn't intend to bring Fatty along.

"Will that work?"

"We did this together. Yesterday you said you treated me like a brother, but now you're treating me like an outsider?" The fat man jumped up, his expression serious.

Zhao Jingjing chimed in, "We should still bring him along. At least he can take a few hits for you when you get beaten up."

The fat man clicked his tongue and casually pulled out the shiny, hard metal baseball bat from under the mat.

He said smugly, "Block a couple of times?"

"Even if your yard is hiding a thousand troops, your Fatty Grandpa is absolutely invincible."

"Alright, stop bragging."

"If you've made up your minds, you two come with me, but don't regret it later." Zhao Jingjing seemed a little hesitant at this point.

Chen Huan answered with his actions: he got off the kang (a heated brick bed) and walked outside.

The fat man simply covered the metal baseball bat with his tracksuit jacket and followed closely behind, carrying it in his hand.

  

As soon as they turned to the row of houses belonging to Zhao Jingjing's family, Chen Huan couldn't help but frown.

There were four cars parked there: a Mercedes-Benz, a BMW, an Audi, and a Toyota Prado, also known as a Land Cruiser Prado.

Zhao Jingjing's family has a very ordinary car, so these cars clearly belong to Li Manjiang and his family.

"Is this just showing off?"

"These cars together must cost several million." The fat man knew a lot about cars; he glanced at them and estimated the approximate price.

Chen Huan, on the other hand, was trying to guess what Li Manjiang was going to do today.

If the other party intended to resort to violence, they wouldn't have adopted such a posture.

After all, a luxury car can't carry as many people as a van.

The scene before him seemed more like what the fat man had said—a show of strength.

"Does driving a few so-called luxury cars prove you're awesome?" Chen Huan asked with a disdainful expression.

Just as I was muttering to myself, my phone suddenly rang.

It was an unfamiliar number.

"Who is this?" Chen Huan answered the phone casually.

A woman's clear, crisp voice came from the other end of the phone, "Chen Huan, are you home?"

"I've made up my mind, and I agree to cultivate together with you."

Chen Huan stopped, her expression strange. "What did you say?"

Who are you?

He instinctively thought the phone call was some kind of prank.

However, the voice on the other end of the phone, though stiff, sounded somewhat familiar, though it was hard to tell who it was for the moment.

After all, Chen Huan's attention is currently mostly focused on the Li Manjiang matter.

"Chen Huan, what are you pretending to be confused about? Haven't you always been thinking about... you know what with me?" The voice on the other end of the phone was tinged with anger and a hint of embarrassment.

He then added, "Just so you know, we met at the antique shop in town not long ago."

"Antiques business?" Chen Huan raised an eyebrow.

Then it dawned on me, "I know, you're that city girl!"

"My name is Zhao Yaru, I'm not some city girl, please watch your manners!" The voice on the other end of the phone became even more aggressive.

Chen Huan coughed twice. "Sorry, I've been so busy I completely forgot about you."

"How come you suddenly understood and had a change of heart?"

Zhao Yaru seemed to mutter a curse under her breath on the other end of the phone, then replied in a calm tone, "Name your price. I'm on my way to town now and need to receive your treatment as soon as possible."

Zhao Yaru speaks very directly, which is in line with her temperament.

Chen Huan never expected that the city girl who had been so stubborn just a few days ago would suddenly rush over from afar to ask him for dual cultivation.

And you have to pay money for it.

"Am I that popular now?" Chen Huan suddenly felt great.

"Can you answer my question directly? We're both adults, let's skip the unnecessary details and get to the point!" Zhao Yaru said, her voice laced with anger.

It's not hard to imagine that he must be looking extremely grim on the other end of the phone right now.

After all, a city girl who is used to being pampered must be unhappy about having to give herself to a country boy.

Moreover, just a few days ago, Zhao Yaru had a very tense argument with Chen Huan and was quite stubborn.

This situation is truly embarrassing for her.

"Add me as a friend, and I'll send you my location later."

"I have something to take care of right now, so let's talk later when I get back," Chen Huan replied casually.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Huan noticed that Zhao Jingjing was standing to the side, looking at him suspiciously.

"What's wrong? Am I that handsome? Why are you staring at me like that?" Chen Huan asked, raising his eyebrows.

"You're so handsome, what are you talking about? At a time like this, you still have the mind to flirt with other people?" Zhao Jingjing replied with disdain.

Chen Huan simply smiled and did not refute.

A notification sound came from the mobile chat software.

【吉祥满盈】 has requested to add you as a friend.

Chen Huan accepted the request directly and then sent his real-time location.

After turning the corner, we arrived directly at Zhao Jingjing's house.

The courtyard gate was open, and Zhao Dahe stood at the entrance, looking rather reserved.

Inside, Zhao Siming, who has difficulty walking, is making tea and pouring water for people with a polite and attentive smile.

Besides him, there were quite a few other people in the courtyard.

The most conspicuous was Li Manjiang, whose face was bruised and swollen and who looked disheveled.

Several burly men, aged between 30 and 40, stood around him.

Each of these people exudes an aura far surpassing that of Li Manjiang.

Faced with Zhao Siming's attentive service, they all wore arrogant and conceited expressions, completely disregarding him.

Who would have thought that the village chief, who used to be all-powerful and influential, is now a grandson?

"Who's looking for me?" Chen Huan pushed Zhao Dahe aside at the door and swaggered into the courtyard.

Zhao Siming didn't dare to say anything, but instead looked at Li Manjiang and his group with a probing gaze.

Li Manjiang instantly flew into a rage, glaring fiercely at Chen Huan through gritted teeth, and shouted, "You bastard, you're about to die, and you're still acting all high and mighty?"

"Once you're in this courtyard, don't even think about leaving easily."

"Even if the Jade Emperor himself came today, he couldn't save you, I'm telling you!"