Leng Xuan did not know that Wang Shuze was actually the vice president of the school's Taekwondo Association and had been practicing self-defense martial arts since childhood. The fact that he could so easily send the opponent back seven or eight steps was already extremely astonishing!
Although Wang Shuze did not fall, at the moment he was struck by the fist, his mind suddenly went dark, and for an instant, all consciousness turned into a void. If he had not been so resolute, he would have fallen on the spot.
When his consciousness returned, Wang Shuze suddenly realized that the youngster had disappeared!
In the eyes of Luo Shuixi, the classical campus beauty, flowed a very peculiar look. It was neither surprise nor fear, leaving one unable to clearly interpret it...
In the car, Ling Xuejiu was so shocked she could not speak. Watching Leng Xuan approach from afar and get into the car, sitting in the back seat, she slowly regained her composure. Frowning, she said coldly, "I only told you to go over and have a bout with him. Why did you sneak attack him from behind?"
Leng Xuan was taken aback, touched his nose – a habitual gesture he made whenever he felt helpless.
In the army, Dragon Head had taught him Bojitsu, which was meant for killing. Dragon Head had said that in their line of work, face was worthless. Any method that achieved the goal was honorable, because that honor meant "surviving!"
Only those who had truly lingered on the edge of life and death would understand how wonderful it is to be alive!
However, such a theory was something Leng Xuan could not explain to Ling Xuejiu, so he said nothing.
Uncle Liu said, "Miss, let's leave quickly. The family background of Wang Shuze is not to be trifled with. Although we are not afraid, it is better to avoid trouble. It would be best not to let him realize what happened." Without further ado, he started the car and drove off!
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Imperial Scenery Garden, Villa District!
Inside Villa No.9, Uncle Liu opened the door, and Ling Xuejiu was the first to enter. Following her, Uncle Liu said to Leng Xuan, "Mr. Leng, please come in!"
"Stop!" Ling Xuejiu suddenly turned around and said, "Uncle Liu, why are you letting him in?"
Uncle Liu said, "The Old Master instructed that Mr. Leng is to provide close protection to the Young Miss at all times. Given how spacious the Young Miss's villa is, there should be no problem in accommodating Mr. Leng in one of the guest rooms, right?"
"No problem?" Ling Xuejiu's eyes widened as she said, "I am a girl living with a country bumpkin. People who don't know better might think we are cohabiting. Moreover, who can guarantee he won't do something inappropriate to me?"
"Well..." Uncle Liu was a bit embarrassed and said, "Please be assured, Miss. The character of Mr. Leng has been verified by the Old Master. Even if the Miss does not trust me, would she not trust the Old Master as well? Besides, you are the Old Master's granddaughter. There are hardly any people in this world who dare to be disrespectful towards you. Ahem, of course, Mr. Leng, I'm not talking about you..." He said this and gave Leng Xuan an apologetic smile.
Uncle Liu's words actually had several layers of meaning. Firstly, he trusted Leng Xuan because a person who would risk his own safety to save another in life-threatening situations is definitely trustworthy. Secondly, trust is one thing, but it is imperative that absolutely nothing untoward happens to Ling Xuejiu, as he could not bear the responsibility if the Old Master were to blame him; hence the reminder was as much for his sake as it was for Leng Xuan's.