Chapter 258 - 258 258 Imagined a Grand Drama

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258: Chapter 258: Imagined a Grand Drama 258: Chapter 258: Imagined a Grand Drama “Master, I have a question.” Suddenly, a middle-aged man spoke up. The fellow looked every part the successful person, complete with that certain veneer of politeness unique to prosperous times. It was just that his tone of speaking grated on the nerves, like the uncomfortable sensation of fingernails scraping across glass. “Speak, what don’t you understand?” Master Feng turned his head, his face a mask of authority. However, in such a manner, there always seemed to be a sense of bravado that didn’t quite reach the eyes, Zhao Guang thought curiously. “Master, why is it that every time you execute the ‘Swift Wind Furious Five Whip Technique,’ the movements are different?” Feng Nuhou’s eyes darted around before he spoke up loudly, “The movements are merely an aid; this set of Whip Technique emphasizes spirit rather than form. You need to grasp the sensation of how to channel your inner strength; do it in whatever way feels comfortable and faster, don’t get caught up in appearances.” The middle-aged man had an epiphany: “I understand now, our tradition back home is exactly that, not getting hung up on routines. Routines themselves are the mistake.” He seemed to have grasped some profound truth, his mouth agape forming an ‘O’ shape. “Baka, couldn’t you have asked such an important question in private? Can’t you see the people around us?” An even older man, his face twisted in anger, scolded the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man’s complexion changed, and he promptly bowed at a ninety-degree angle. “Sorry, I didn’t think about that, it’s my fault this time.” Look at that, look at the impeccable facade of courtesy, not a single flaw to pick on. Zhao Guang watched the interaction between the two men, feeling a twinge of admiration. If one didn’t know the true nature of these people, one might actually believe their act was commendable. Master Feng, on the other hand, let out a secret sigh of relief, having managed to bluster his way through. Just a few days ago, those old predecessors one by one had been whisked away, resulting in him being hastily pushed forward. Seriously, his psychological resilience and professional skills still needed improvement. In the upcoming days, he definitely had to visit the prison, where all the predecessors with their extraordinary skills were holed up, and the way they spoke was so pleasing. He really liked going there, and he decided he needed to visit more often during this time. As these guys resumed their previously taciturn demeanor, Zhao Guang took out his phone and quickly scrolled through it. As expected, the news had already reported it—the pharmaceutical companies had indeed reduced the prices of many medications. You have to understand, those were mountains pressing down on the citizens’ shoulders, now lifted away. But looking at the discussions, Zhao Guang knew, this was just part of the picture; in reality, the prices for most drugs remained high. Moreover, a significant portion was even more expensive domestically than in other countries. This was a common phenomenon already, how much of it would change this time was yet to be seen. Subsequently, Zhao Guang started reading comments from some international netizens, many of which had been translated and shared locally. “Is it really that explosive overseas?” Zhao Guang’s eyes widened. He had just realized that the video made from something he had done casually had gone viral domestically, though with some suppression from above. Once it spread overseas, it became an even bigger sensation. Many people in various places were demonstrating and protesting, hoping their governments would provide explanations. Looking at them, it seemed they believed their governments were hiding a lot. As a result, armed under the right to know pledges, they started protesting everywhere, and in many places, violent conflicts broke out. As he watched, Zhao Guang felt that to many people, he was just a pretext. Forget about that for now, what Zhao Guang was really curious about was those trying to squeeze their way into his country. Many believed that only in his country could they find such skilled individuals, so loads of people were desperate to make their way here. Because of this, the internal pressure in several countries was mounting. After all, they had no sway over their own nations, but they could influence their governments. Moreover, there were those who were covertly aiding these individuals, causing quite a headache for many nations. Lately, many who wished to travel to his country found that the scrutiny they faced at its borders had significantly tightened. “Looks like there’s quite a bit happening behind the scenes,” Zhao Guang mused, looking at some data and beginning to let his imagination run wild. Though it was only a matter of days, Zhao Guang felt he could conjure up a whole saga. Initially, the pharmaceutical companies were defiant, but for reasons unknown, their stances softened overnight. It was because of this shift that the prices of those medications dropped so dramatically, with many being included in the list of those covered by medical insurance schemes. This, no doubt, was due to some internal developments in their own countries. But their change of heart wasn’t all about acquiescence. Zhao Guang had also discovered that the taxes on some exports from his country had been raised by foreigners, and by no small margin. This measure had incited numerous protests. In response, his country had also retaliated by raising taxes on some of their goods and shutting down some channels for travel applications. Just the other day, both sides had simultaneously withdrawn their increased taxes as if nothing had happened. If it weren’t for some in-depth reports, one would hardly notice these events. After all, these issues didn’t seem to affect the citizens much. The country’s protection of its citizens was so thorough that they hardly felt any of the international turmoil. And as the tariffs returned to normal levels, visas seemed to become easier to obtain for different nations. Recently, an influx of foreigners had entered the country, with some tourist destinations reportedly overrun by them. Especially so for the internationally famous Shaolin Temple, along with other noted Buddhist and Taoist mountains. “These people can’t seriously believe those folks possess real skills,” Zhao Guang muttered to himself, feeling the urge to facepalm. But from the videos, those people did seem to have impressive abilities indeed. Whether it was the martial arts videos or those looking like feats of parkour, they caused quite a stir among foreigners. Consequently, many of them spent a fortune to follow and learn. Zhao Guang himself hadn’t expected that his casual bit of fun would cause such a major commotion. He hoped he wouldn’t be exposed; Zhao Guang had a feeling that if he was, things could become really troublesome. Never mind the rest, just the thought of being surrounded by a swarm of people eager to follow him was enough to send shivers down his spine. He wasn’t staying around any longer; he wasn’t one of those idle retirees. You all continue to keep an eye on these foreigners here, but he had plenty of his own matters to attend to. Zhao Guang waved goodbye and continued on his way, cycling his bike. Along the way, he noticed quite a crowd, particularly as he neared the warehouses where, to his surprise, a large group was practicing martial arts on the empty lot near Zhao Guang’s warehouse.

Chapter 258 - 258 258 Imagined a Grand Drama

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