He understood that Wong Qifu definitely had no romantic interest in Wong Ting. However, there was one point he couldn't overlook. Wong Ting wanted to marry Wong Qifu. Seeing the current situation, he would inevitably pose a significant threat to the Wang Family.

At that moment, Wang Wu looked at Xu Ke's expression and called out, "Mister Xu..."

Wang Wu hadn't wanted to say anything. With Xu Ke being ignorant of the situation, he would be at a great disadvantage. It seemed better to make things clear. But now, seeing Xu Ke's calm demeanor, Wang Wu was somewhat puzzled.

"What is it?" Xu Ke asked, taken aback.

"Aren't you angry?" Wang Wu asked.

He had expected that after his explanation, Xu Ke's face would darken or that he would fly into a rage. Instead, Wang Wu discovered Xu Ke was merely frowning in thought, as if weighing something.

Upon hearing this, Xu Ke chuckled. "Why should I be angry?"

"But Wong Ting..."

Wang Wu had assumed Wong Qifu didn't want him to tell Xu Ke because she was afraid he would get angry about his rival, Wong Ting. But now it seemed… that wasn't the case.

Xu Ke shook his head, stating earnestly and with conviction, "Qi Fu likes me, and I like her. As for Wong Ting, he doesn't even qualify as a supporting character in this story."

"If we have to talk about someone being angry, I think Wong Ting is the one who should be furious."

"He's the real loser here."

Only when it came to matters of the heart did he unconsciously switch to calling her Qi Fu.

Wang Wu was momentarily taken aback, then chuckled. "I was overthinking it. I actually thought the Young Miss didn't want me to tell you because she was afraid you'd get angry."

He couldn't help but sigh... The Young Miss and Mister Xu hadn't known each other long, barely half a year since they first met. The major events they'd experienced together had all happened in the last ten days or so. Yet, their trust in each other was like an unbreakable cornerstone, completely unshakable.

"No," Xu Ke smiled. "Sister Wang didn't want you to tell me, Uncle Wu, probably because she was afraid I'd overthink things."

Wang Wu looked a bit surprised, then nodded. "That makes sense."

"Alright, since that's the case, I won't disturb your recuperation any longer," Wang Wu said with a smile.

"Okay," Xu Ke nodded. "Thank you for protecting me from outside the door, Uncle Wu."

He had always known Wang Wu was guarding his door.

"It was no trouble," Wang Wu smiled, then added, "By the way, although there's a confidentiality agreement from the life-and-death duel, not many people know the full story of you killing Ouyang Shuang. Besides the Ye and Huang Families who were involved in the kidnapping, other families, and even most members of the Wang Family, aren't clear on the specifics. However, your name has already reached the upper echelons of the Martial Alliance."

"Even Alliance Leader Chen praised you privately to the Young Miss."

Xu Ke hadn't expected Chen Xiong to commend him. He asked with curiosity, "What did Alliance Leader Chen say?"

"Chen Xiong said your hard-body skills, hidden weapon techniques, and the quality of your True Qi are all top-notch for your age."

"Even your Innate Middle Stage cultivation is enough to overshadow all your peers," Wang Wu said.

This was the truth.

How could an ordinary person possess an Innate Middle Stage cultivation by the age of twenty-five? Cultivating martial arts is a process built up over many years. It requires tempering the body and bones from a young age to establish a solid foundation, allowing for gradual breakthroughs later in life. It's a matter of long accumulation for a powerful release.

Martial Artists like Song Zhong and Yuk Ming, who were at the Innate Great Perfection stage, were in their forties. Wang Wu and Ouyang Shuang were both well into their sixties.

This was why Xu Ke was considered a genius.

Of course, there was another genius: Wong Ting, who at thirty-five was able to best Wang Wu by a notch.

"You flatter me," Xu Ke said, a little embarrassed by the praise.

"It's well deserved," Wang Wu nodded very seriously. "Alright, Mister Xu, I won't disturb your rest any longer."

"Okay." Xu Ke nodded.

Wang Wu then exited the hospital room.

...

In the hospital room, Xu Ke closed his eyes to regulate his breathing. Now that Wong Ting was about to make a move, he had to increase his strength. The news about Wong Ting gave him a sense of apprehension. His own strength was still constrained by the Oath of the Medical Path.

A treasure containing Dragon Essence was elusive. He didn't know if he would ever find another ring imbued with it in his lifetime.

To think he had already reached the Innate Great Perfection stage three years ago... He was speechless. If he weren't bound by the Oath of the Medical Path... honestly, he'd probably hop on a plane right now, find Wong Ting, and finish him off.

...

「The next day.」

The sunshine was bright, making the white bedsheets on the windowsill dazzling to the eye. When Xu Ke opened his eyes, he found that he could move freely. Although he hadn't regained his combat capabilities, getting out of bed and walking was still possible.

"Not bad." Xu Ke stretched his limbs and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming there were no hidden injuries.

What he feared most wasn't that Ouyang Shuang had left behind some toxin, but that she might have used a technique of mutual destruction to inflict a fatal, hidden injury. Now, it seemed everything inside his body was normal.

Just as he had walked around the hospital bed twice, he happened to see the date on his phone.

"February 14th."

Xu Ke was startled. Valentine's Day?

At that moment, there was a knock on the door. "May I come in?"

"Come in," Xu Ke answered subconsciously.

A charming figure holding a thermos entered.

It was Wang Qiya.

Xu Ke's eyes widened slightly. "Qi Ya, why are you here?"

"You think I wanted to come?" Wang Qiya rolled her eyes. "My sister forced me."

"Also, I'm warning you, don't call me Qi Ya. We're not that close. I'm three years older than you; I'm twenty-eight. According to our ages, you should call me Sister Qi Ya."

Xu Ke replied seriously, "Okay, Qi Ya."

Wang Qiya was speechless. She placed the thermos on the bedside table and said with emphasis, "Sister Qi Ya!"

"Okay, Qi Ya."

Wang Qiya gritted her teeth, then enunciated each word, "Fine! Just call me by my full name!"

Xu Ke nodded, no longer teasing her.

Wang Qiya and Wong Qifu really had completely different personalities. It was likely because Wong Qifu had shielded her from so many storms that Wang Qiya could be so much more vivacious.

It was then that Wang Qiya noticed the situation. "You can get down and move around already?"

"Yes."

When she received a definite answer, Wang Qiya was stunned. "Weren't you practically half-dead yesterday?"

Xu Ke didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "That's a bit of an exaggeration. At worst, I was just a little weak yesterday."

"How in the world did you train your body? Why is it so tough?" Wang Qiya asked with curiosity. Such a resilient body had sparked her interest.

"Do you want to train like this too?" Xu Ke asked.

"I'm a little interested," Wang Qiya admitted honestly.

Xu Ke pondered for a moment. "Could you handle being chased and beaten all over the mountains, year-round? The kind of beating that breaks bones?"

Wang Qiya was silent. She shook her head. "I can't do that. Isn't there a gentler method?"

"There is," Xu Ke nodded. "Medicinal baths. The kind that makes you bleed after you soak."

Wang Qiya was at a loss for words.

"Forget it. I'm not a masochist like you."

Xu Ke smiled, then he remembered something. "Right, Qi Ya, can you do me a favor?"

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