Chapter 1113: Chapter 1113: Tuanzi Curled Up into a Ball
Master Zhao, the owner of the top Martial Arts Hall in An City, was initially taken aback, then sternly retorted, "Grandmaster Xuan has announced his seclusion for over two years now. Even I, as a master, haven’t met this ancestor. Where have you seen him?"
Master Zhao, feeling insulted, instantly flexed his muscles, angrily said, "The ancestor has an ethereal presence, exceptional sword dao prowess, and a dignified look, commanding respect without anger. How could he be like you said, tricking people for food and drink to buy roasted sweet potatoes?"
Tuanzi recalled the blond young man he saw, feeling certain he hadn’t sensed incorrectly.
Seeing Master Zhao was already angry, Tuanzi immediately shut his mouth and stopped talking.
Is this perhaps what’s called a ’fan filter’?
Master Zhao, quite upset, didn’t want to continue boasting about his stories with the ancestor. He clapped his hands to commence this martial arts test.
The sound of bodily collisions echoed in the Martial Arts Hall until the sunset, when Tuanzi, bearing bruises, cheerfully left the hall with his Al-level certificate from the final test.
A private car was already parked at the entrance to take him home. Tuanzi climbed into the car, and the driver uncle drove him back.
This road was as usual, his regular path after school, everything seemed just like before.
Tuanzi was holding a stack of completion certificates from recent cram school exams, excitedly sharing his joy with the driver uncle.
Uncle responded with a cheerful smile, continually praising how smart and outstanding the young master was.
Just as Tuanzi felt a tiny bit smug, the black car he was in suddenly braked forcefully.
If he hadn’t been in a child seat and wearing a seatbelt, Tuanzi would have almost flown out due to the inertia, scattering his certificates everywhere.
The driver uncle was also frightened, his heart racing as he shouted at the vehicle blocking their way, "Do you even know how to drive? What’s wrong with you? Can’t drive, go back to driving school for a few more years!"
"Do you know who’s in our car? Can you afford the consequences if something happens?"
The driver uncle kept cursing, gradually realizing something was amiss.
The number of cars blocking the road increased, encircling them like dumplings! Sitting in the cars were men dressed as black-clad, masked bodyguards.
The driver’s heart instantly filled with ominous foreboding. He might not have any status, but the person in this car is the young master of the Feng Family.
The current Feng Family Master is different from the previous one; not only does he refrain from being promiscuous, but he also maintains a frightening level of cleanliness. There’s not a single female servant in the vast Feng Family.
This young master of the Feng Family, although not the biological child of the Family Head, is the absolute heir given the current situation.
Surely, they’re targeting Tuanzi.
Tuanzi understood too. Not bothering with the scattered certificates, his trembling hands quickly unbuckled the seatbelt on the child seat, took out his phone, and decisively called the police, his childish voice filled with urgency, "Uncle, lock the car doors, see if we can find a chance to rush out."
Someone had already stepped out of their car, calmly walked to the window, and knocked, "Young master of the Feng Family, come with us."
Tuanzi, terrified, turned pale, only wanting to return to Su Li and Feng Huaijin’s side.
Tuanzi sat in the car as if he hadn’t heard anything.
The black-clad man outside, whistling casually, instructed someone to bring a hammer, seemingly intending to break into the car.
The hammer fell, the car window instantaneously shattered in all directions, causing fragments to spray out, hurting anyone nearby.
The driver was scared to the point of nearly fainting, and Tuanzi curled up tightly.
At that moment, the police finally arrived.
