Chapter 13 - 12: One of the Four Ancient Martial Clans, the Fang Family, Su Chen’s Crisis

"Even if he’s now an A-grade potential student being focused on by the North Academy, he’s just a poor boy who hasn’t even reached the level of a Martial Artist. I, Zhang Weidong, don’t care about him at all. Unfortunately, last time that Meng Yao told the academy about me using family power to bully classmates, which then informed the old man in my family. Now, the old man won’t let the Martial Artists of the group help me, so I’m asking for your help, Brother Hao. This is a small token of my appreciation, please accept it..." As he spoke, Zhang Weidong gritted his teeth and transferred 100,000 Daxia Coins from his bank card to Fang Hao via WeChat. "Ding..." Fang Hao’s phone rang. He picked up the phone to take a glance, a disdainful expression appearing on his handsome face, and said. "100,000 Daxia Coins, Young Master Zhang is truly generous, but do you think I, Fang Hao, am someone who lacks 100,000 coins?" Indeed, the Fang Hao before him was also a young master of a large family in Linjiang City. And compared to a conglomerate like the Zhang Group, Fang Hao’s family was even more mysterious, being one of Linjiang City’s four hidden Ancient Martial Clans. In the eyes of someone like this, a mere 100,000 Daxia Coins really meant nothing. "No... no... no, I certainly know that with Brother Hao’s status, you wouldn’t lack this amount. It’s just a small token of my appreciation. This is the real gift for Brother Hao." After speaking, Zhang Weidong painfully gritted his teeth again, then took a key from his pocket, handing it to Fang Hao with a fawning smile, and said. "As long as Brother Hao helps me break that kid’s legs, letting him not walk for the rest of his life, I’ll give you this cherished Ferrari Enzo..." A Ferrari Enzo? Interesting. Fang Hao looked at the key in his hand, a wicked smile appearing on his face, and said. "Just breaking the kid’s legs? Making him unable to walk, you’re willing to give me your limited edition Enzo." "Of course, Brother Hao... because I can no longer use the group’s power to vent my anger, only you can do this..." On the surface, Zhang Weidong had a face full of smiles, but his heart was bleeding. That limited edition Ferrari Enzo, even in his garage, there was only one. Just giving it away for nothing made him truly heartbroken. However, thinking of Su Chen spending the rest of his life in a wheelchair and gaining Fang Hao’s favor, he thought it was worth it. Although the Zhang Group had considerable assets in Linjiang, its wealth wasn’t inferior to the four Ancient Martial Clans, but if it were head-to-head, the Zhang Group wouldn’t dare to offend these four clans. Among these four Ancient Martial Clans, there were a substantial number of Martial Artists, and some were even Martial King level experts. In this High Martial World, money can overcome truth, but when absolute power speaks, money must remain silent. So a few days ago, when his father found out he used family power to target his classmates and was warned by the Lijiang First University education committee, his father slapped him on the spot and withdrew all his bodyguards. As Zhang Weidong’s father, the president of the Zhang Group, what was that old man afraid of? Certainly not the student Su Chen, but rather the dean of the Lijiang First University Martial Arts Academy... The dean of Lijiang First University Martial Arts Academy was an authentic Grandmaster. Someone who could withstand rocket launchers with pure physical defense and destroy fighter jets with one hand. "Alright... since you’re so sincere, I’ll accept this matter." After a brief consideration, Fang Hao finally pocketed the key in his hand, pointed at a muscular man behind him who was a full 1.9 meters tall, and said. "But such an insignificant person isn’t worth me taking action personally. I’ll leave it to Cannon to handle this." "What... but, what if..." Even though the muscular man named Cannon looked very formidable, Zhang Weidong was still a bit uneasy. He had personally witnessed Su Chen’s fight with his semi-Martial Artist bodyguard. He felt that Su Chen’s strength might be close to that of a semi-Martial Artist, so he wanted Fang Hao to take action himself. Because Fang Hao was the strongest Martial Artist in the Martial Arts Academy, second only to Meng Yao. "Enough... just a newcomer showing some promise..." Fang Hao dismissively waved his hand and said. "Cannon already has the strength of a semi-Martial Artist, and his natural physical prowess means that even a semi-Martial Artist with higher skills may not be his match. With him, handling the Su Chen you mentioned is more than enough... If Cannon can’t manage, then I will step in personally." After speaking, Fang Hao spun the yellow Ferrari key with flair and walked away with several people, leaving Zhang Weidong behind. It was clear that this rich second generation like Zhang Weidong was nothing but a clown in the eyes of someone like Fang Hao, who came from a powerful and prestigious Ancient Martial Clan. ...... The next day, as Su Chen just stepped out of the training ground under the cherry blossoms of the Martial Arts Academy, he saw a familiar figure already waiting for him there. The woman had seductive red lips and long, enchanting red hair. Today, she wore a body-hugging dress, exuding a captivating charm.