Chapter 10: An Affectionate Gaze from an Old Father

Once Wang Teng and his group left, the staff member looked at the chaotic bar and asked a man in his thirties wearing a suit.

"Manager, are we just going to let them go like that?"

The man in the suit glared at the staff member and snapped, "What else can we do? You want to go and stop them?"

"You have no eye for detail!"

"That Zhao Gangbao is a low-level martial apprentice, and his brother is an even higher-level martial apprentice!"

"As for those rich kids, which one of them doesn't come from a family with hundreds of millions in assets? Most importantly, there are two martial apprentices among them. Not to mention the one who got beaten up, the one who made the move just now is at least a mid-level martial apprentice."

"Do you know what a mid-level martial apprentice at such a young age means?"

"It means he'll be at least a high-level martial apprentice in the future, you idiot! If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!"

The staff member was rendered speechless, his admiration for the manager growing instantly... So the manager had already investigated the other party's background.

No wonder he was the manager while he was just a small-time errand boy!

When trouble hit, the gap between them was clear.

"Then what should we do now?" the staff member immediately asked humbly.

"Wait. Didn't that Zhao Gangbao go to call for backup? With his vengeful personality, he'll definitely be back soon. Who knows what else he'll break? We'll tally the damages once they've left for good."

"This bastard, of all people to provoke, he had to pick those rich kids. Do you think he'll get away with it this time?"

"Even if his brother comes personally, it might not be enough," the man in the suit cursed.

After a moment of thought, he added.

"Put all the damages on his tab. Also, make sure the bar's surveillance footage is saved; this is all evidence, so don't lose it. I'll copy it later and send it to the boss via WeChat."

"This matter involves several martial apprentices; we ordinary people can't intervene. We'll have to leave it to the boss to decide."

...

After Wang Teng and his friends left, they weren't in the mood to go anywhere else, so they all headed home.

It was past ten o'clock when he got home.

Wang Teng didn't go to the Jixing Martial Arts Hall again. Instead, he stayed home to surf the internet and browse through information to deepen his understanding of the martial arts era.

Tonight's incident served as a wake-up call for him.

Even a random thug-like person he encountered had strength nearly approaching that of a mid-level martial apprentice.

If he hadn't been desperately picking up attributes and grinding his level for the past two days, tonight definitely wouldn't have ended well and could have led to a major disaster.

Although martial artists only made up a small percentage of the billions of people, the problem was that when you threw them into the sea of people, you never knew when you might have the bad luck of running into one.

What if he offended a formal martial artist in the future?

They could probably crush him and the Wang family with the flick of a finger.

He didn't want to experience the same fate as his previous life.

Wang Teng had felt a sense of crisis ever since he was reborn, and now that feeling was even stronger.

He had to become a formal martial artist as soon as possible!

Being a martial apprentice, even a high-level one, was not enough.

Only by becoming a martial artist could he possess a shred of self-preservation.

After eleven o'clock, Wang Teng finished his shower and prepared for bed. He picked up his phone to set an alarm, as he needed to wake up early tomorrow.

Opening his phone, he saw two messages on WeChat.

Although it was only 2009 in this world, WeChat already existed and had long since become popular.

Everyone posted on their Moments, whether they had something to say or not.

Martial artists' Moments were especially popular and sought after, as they could enter other worlds through space-time rifts.

They often posted wonders and landscapes from other worlds, or even exotic beauties from those realms...

Nowadays, showing off clothes, bags, or luxury cars was considered totally lame!

Showing off a world was the truly high-class and sophisticated thing to do!

Wang Teng checked the two WeChat messages; one had been sent over an hour ago.

"Brother Wang Teng, I'm home." — From Bai Wei.

It was followed by a cute emoji.

The other was from three minutes ago.

"Brother Wang Teng, I'm going to sleep, goodnight." — From Bai Wei.

Followed by a sleeping emoji.

"Since when did this girl become so polite? Telling me she's home is one thing, but she even learned to say goodnight before sleeping?" Wang Teng's expression was strange.

He thought about it; it was sent three minutes ago, so she should be asleep by now, right?

Well, four minutes now!

Better not reply, lest he wake her up again.

Wang Teng scrolled through a few Moments, saw nothing interesting, put his phone down, and closed his eyes to sleep.

In less than a minute, his breathing became steady, and he drifted into dreamland.

On the other end of the phone, in a pink princess-style bedroom, Bai Wei waited for a long time without a response, a look of disappointment appearing on her pretty face.

"Plop!" She threw her phone aside, rolled around on her bed in frustration, feeling very depressed.

...

The next day, Sunday.

Wang Teng woke up early again. After breakfast, he left home under the gratified gaze of his father, Wang Shengguo.

"I finally don't feel that gaze anymore."

After driving the sports car quite a distance away, Wang Teng shivered.

"Could this be the legendary 'Gaze of Love'!"

"Hiss... terrifying!"

Not long after, Wang Teng arrived at the Jixing Martial Arts Hall.

There were some attribute bubbles scattered on the lawn and paths of the martial arts hall. He picked them up on his way in and walked into the martial apprentice training building.

There were a few students training in the first-floor lobby.

Wang Teng took a quick look; they were basically the same group who had arrived earliest yesterday.

Wang Teng had a deep impression of them.

He thought he had been early enough, but it turned out they were even earlier than him. They were truly diligent.

However, when it came to diligence, I, Wang Teng, will not admit defeat!

Wang Teng walked over, greeted them politely, and picked up every single attribute bubble they had dropped without missing one.

【Basic Sword Technique*1】

【Basic Footwork*1】

【Strength*3】

【Basic Fist Technique*2】

【Speed*5】

...

"This is a great start! So satisfying!!"

After picking up the attributes, Wang Teng didn't linger and headed straight for the second floor.

His actions caught the attention of a few students.

The young man practicing sword techniques couldn't help but call out a reminder: "The martial arts hall rules state that low-level martial apprentices are not allowed on the second floor."

"I know, thanks for the reminder." Wang Teng turned back and smiled: "However, last night, I accidentally broke through to become a mid-level martial apprentice!"

By the time he finished speaking, he had already climbed the second flight of stairs and was out of sight.

Having finished his cool act calmly, he waved his sleeves, leaving not a single cloud behind~

The sword-practicing youth stood frozen in place.

"W-what did he say?" he asked the other students in disbelief.

"This kid, he just came yesterday, right?"

Those people didn't answer him directly but asked another question instead.

"No, he came on Friday night. I've seen him," another student suddenly said.

"He became a mid-level martial apprentice after practicing for only two days? Are you kidding me!"

"Absolutely impossible. He must have been practicing martial arts before coming to the hall. Look at him, he's clearly a rich kid. 'Poor study, rich martial arts'—with money at home, practicing martial arts is always much earlier and easier for them than for us."

This explanation was unanimously agreed upon by everyone.

No one believed that there was anyone in this world who could go from a powerless "combat level 5" weakling to a low-level martial apprentice, and then to a mid-level martial apprentice, in less than two days.

That was simply a fantasy.

That couldn't be described as genius; it could only be called a monster!

—Unless, of course, they were cheating!

(End of chapter)