"President, why do you always pamper that little girl Su Qian? If you really want her, I have plenty of ways."

On the way back to the Taekwondo Club, Zhu Jifeng couldn't help but say.

He couldn't understand, given Wu Xuan's family background and abilities, why he would act like Su Qian's lapdog.

Find someone, spike her drink, and that innocent little flower will turn into a lustful puppy in no time.

"What the hell do you know? Do you even know who her father is?" Wu Xuan sneered.

Zhu Jifeng shook his head.

He only knew that Su Qian was raised in a single-parent household, with just her mother. He had never looked into who her father was.

"Exactly, given your family's status, you wouldn't even come into contact with someone of that level."

A smug look of superiority flashed across Wu Xuan's face: "Let me tell you, even my dad has to bow three inches shorter when he sees her biological father."

Zhu Jifeng was taken aback by these words.

He knew Wu Xuan's family background; they run the largest Taekwondo hall in Jiangcheng, Zhenwei Martial Arts Hall, with annual profits in the millions.

Anyone that even his father has to defer to clearly wouldn't be an unknown figure in Jiangcheng.

"President, are you saying she's some big boss's illegit...?" Zhu Jifeng couldn't help but speculate.

"Shut up! If you figured it out, keep it to yourself. Are you trying to get me killed by saying it out loud?" Wu Xuan scolded.

Zhu Jifeng quickly shut his mouth, feeling a burst of fear.

No wonder Wu Xuan willingly played the lapdog to Su Qian; she had such an undisclosed background.

"Seems like I should also establish a good relationship with Su Qian. Who knows, I might benefit from it too," Zhu Jifeng thought.

Meanwhile, in the Martial Arts Club next door to the Taekwondo Club, an old man in training clothes was cheerfully guiding a group of students, including Liang Jie.

The aloof girl, Gu Yu, was following behind the old man.

"Xiaojie, you're doing well. In about two more years, you should reach a level of mastery," the old man praised.

Liang Jie paused, wiping the sweat from his forehead: "It's all thanks to your guidance, Old Master Gu."

"No need to be modest, a master can lead the way, but cultivation depends on the individual."

Old Master Gu chuckled, "You started martial arts at eighteen, which missed the foundational age. Reaching this level is already impressive."

"Thank you for your praise, Old Master Gu." Liang Jie cupped his hands and bowed.

Old Master Gu is Gu Yu's grandfather, a renowned martial arts master in Jiangcheng.

Logically, such a small university martial arts club shouldn't be able to invite someone of his caliber.

But, because of Gu Yu's presence, Old Master Gu takes time to provide guidance every week.

Although none of them are formally his disciples, they owe their current skills to his guidance.

Thus, everyone in the Martial Arts Club holds great respect for Old Master Gu.

"By the way, where's the young man who practices Baji Fist? I haven't seen him," Old Master Gu suddenly asked.

"Who are you referring to, Old Master?"

Liang Jie was puzzled, then pointed to the seven or eight students behind him: "Old Master Gu, all the students practicing Baji in the Martial Arts Club are here."

"Oh?"

Old Master Gu was slightly surprised, then smiled: "Perhaps I was mistaken. This morning, I saw a young man practicing Baji near the eastern teaching building. I thought he was one of your new members."

Upon hearing this, Liang Jie nodded, not taking it to heart.

These days, though martial arts have declined, there are still some who practice.

He knew a few students who practiced martial arts but hadn't joined the Martial Arts Club.

He had tried inviting them a few times, but since the Martial Arts Club is a small group, not many wanted to join.

While they might not say it, Liang Jie understood that many were attracted to the club by Gu Yu, the campus beauty.

If it weren't for Gu Yu, the Club might not even be a third of its current size.

While they chatted, there was a sudden uproar from the Taekwondo Club next door, as a crowd rushed in.

"A bunch of traitors, hmph!"

Old Master Gu snorted with displeasure, his face stern.

If not for his age, he would love to show those foreign-adoring youngsters what true Chinese martial arts are!

"Calm down, Old Master Gu," Liang Jie quickly advised.

"Yurou, have you challenged that boy Wu Xuan?" Old Master Gu asked.

The aloof girl shook her head: "I did, but he wouldn't take up the challenge."

"At least he knows his limits."

Old Master Gu's anger faded a bit: "Listen up, everyone. Our ancestors' legacies are not inferior to those Westerners. It just takes time to refine, so don't look down on yourselves."

"Did everyone hear Old Master Gu's words?" Liang Jie called out.

"We heard!" Everyone answered in unison.

Then someone brought up yesterday's matter: "Yesterday, a junior used just four moves of Baji Fist to beat those guys next door without them being able to fight back. Our Chinese martial arts are awesome!"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Old Master Gu gave Liang Jie a look: "Xiaojie, who is this young man he's talking about?"

"Old Master Gu, he's not from our Martial Arts Club."

At this, Liang Jie glanced at Gu Yu.

Qin Chuan had wanted to join the Martial Arts Club yesterday, but unfortunately, Gu Yu seemed to have something against him.

To avoid internal conflict, Liang Jie had to gently refuse Qin Chuan.

Thinking about it, Liang Jie felt a sense of regret.

Old Master Gu nodded, lamenting: "He's a young man of great potential."

He had thought about guiding the young man, but regretfully, he was not part of the Martial Arts Club.

At this moment, someone in the crowd pointed outside: "President, that junior from yesterday is here again."

Everyone looked in the direction and sure enough, they spotted Qin Chuan.

Liang Jie quickly introduced, "Old Master Gu, that's the junior. Yesterday, he used four Baji moves to defeat nearly forty people from the Taekwondo Club."

"Is it him?"

Old Master Gu looked closely, feeling slightly surprised and then marveled: "No wonder, no wonder. If it's him, it makes sense."

"Old Master Gu, do you know him?" Liang Jie asked in surprise.

"Not exactly. The young man I mentioned earlier was him."

Old Master Gu chuckled: "He's talented and capable, but not quite honest, and talks nonsense at times."

Hearing this, Gu Yu couldn't help but mutter, "And he's a rascal."

Dishonest?

A rascal?

Liang Jie couldn't help but look at Qin Chuan outside the window. He looked honest enough.

Meanwhile, Qin Chuan, under everyone's eyes, walked into the Taekwondo Club.

"The President of the Taekwondo Club just returned from a competition. Maybe he's planning to regain his ground from yesterday?" Someone in the Martial Arts Club speculated.

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded, eager to watch.

After all, yesterday's scene of Qin Chuan fighting forty alone left a deep impression. They wanted to see what would happen if Qin Chuan faced Wu Xuan.

Old Master Gu also became interested: "Let's go, let's join in the excitement too."

By this time, Qin Chuan was standing by a ring set up within the Taekwondo Club, ready to go on stage.

Beside him, Su Qian kept cheering him on in his ear: "Go, brother, whether you win or lose, I'll be your little puppy tonight."

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