Chapter 212
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Chapter 212: Strange Sense of Familiarity
Ling’er was just a kid, so it’s understandable that she didn’t think too much about it, but Jiang Ruolan was an adult – how could she not sense the danger?
However, thinking about it again, perhaps it was because they both trusted Lin Cheng so much that they didn’t become suspicious.
After going upstairs, Lin Cheng led them into a private room, where they sat down at the dining table.
“It’s 7:20 now, prime dinner time, yet this restaurant has hardly any customers. Will the food really be any good?” After sitting down, Fang Yu looked at Lin Cheng and said.
Hearing these words, Lin Cheng’s expression changed slightly.
“That’s not necessarily true. I’ve seen documentaries where some restaurants in very remote locations serve excellent food. The food looks super delicious.” Before Lin Cheng could respond, Ling’er grabbed her chopsticks and argued, “This must be one of those restaurants they show on TV!”
Fang Yu didn’t say anything more.
Lin Cheng glanced at Fang Yu, his eyes turning cold.
A moment later, the waiter in the tank top came in and placed a glass of water in front of each person.
Then the waiter left.
“We’ve walked for a while, let’s have some water first,” Lin Cheng said.
Fang Yu knew without thinking that these glasses of water had been drugged.
But Jiang Ruolan and Ling’er didn’t think that far, and took two sips from their glasses.
Fang Yu didn’t stop them.
He wanted to know what Lin Cheng was planning to do.
Seeing Jiang Ruolan and Ling’er drink the water, a flash of satisfaction crossed Lin Cheng’s eyes.
The plan had succeeded.
“Senior Brother, where’s the menu? Let’s order,” Ling’er said, swinging her little feet as she sat on the stool.
Lin Cheng didn’t speak, but stood up, placed his hands on the table, and looked at Ling’er.
“Senior Brother, you…” Ling’er was about to speak when her expression suddenly changed!
She suddenly felt all strength leave her body, and she went limp.
“Thud!”
Beside her, Jiang Ruolan couldn’t support herself and had to brace herself against the table.
“That water… Senior Brother Lin! You!” After seeing the smile on Lin Cheng’s face, Jiang Ruolan finally realized what was happening!
“Junior Sister Ruolan, I’m sorry, but I had no choice. Someone offered a high price for me to bring Ling’er out,” Lin Cheng said with a smile.
Ling’er!
Jiang Ruolan’s heart skipped a beat.
She knew what Lin Cheng was planning to do!
“You actually want to take Ling’er…” Jiang Ruolan said, pale-faced, looking at Lin Cheng.
“Ling’er’s talent is too tempting. At a martial arts exchange meeting, I accidentally got drunk and talked about Ling’er, which caused quite a stir.”
“Among those who heard, there was a master who offered me a price I couldn’t refuse, asking me to bring Ling’er to him,” Lin Cheng said smugly and unhurriedly.
“Lin Cheng, not only does this violate the Martial Arts Association’s rules, but if Master finds out about this…” Jiang Ruolan glared at Lin Cheng, saying angrily.
“Once you’re dead, today’s events won’t get out. As for Master, I have countless excuses,” Lin Cheng said with narrowed eyes and a ruthless look.
Sensing Lin Cheng’s killing intent, Jiang Ruolan’s heart trembled.
She never imagined that Senior Brother Lin Cheng, who had always been so caring and gentle to them, would do such a thing!
At this moment, the door to the private room was pushed open, and a man with burn scars on his left face walked in.
“Brother Duan, you’re here,” Lin Cheng said respectfully, looking at the man.
“Is this the genius?” Duan Xian asked, looking at Ling’er, who was lying limply on the table with tears in her big eyes.
“Yes, it’s her. Can’t you sense the master-level aura around her?” Lin Cheng asked.
“Indeed… this is too freakish, an eight-year-old martial arts master… I can definitely get a good price for her,” Duan Xian said with his eyes wide, full of joy.
“Oh, so Brother Duan plans to resell her… may I ask who you plan to sell her to?” Lin Cheng asked curiously.
“Why are you asking so many questions? The payment has been transferred to your account. Hand over the person, and your job is done,” Duan Xian said coldly.
At this point, Duan Xian noticed Fang Yu sitting by his seat, and his expression changed slightly as he asked, “Who is this person?”
“Just someone irrelevant, I’ll deal with him. You just take the person and go,” Lin Cheng said.
“You better handle this well! If word gets out, we’re both finished!” Duan Xian warned.
Taking an underage child from a sect and reselling them not only violated the Martial Arts Association’s rules but also broke Huaxia law! The consequences would be severe!
“Fine, I’ll kill them in front of you, will that put your mind at ease?” As he spoke, Lin Cheng pulled out a dagger from his pocket.
“Senior Brother Lin! You can take me away, but don’t kill Senior Sister Ruolan! And Dao Tian, they’re innocent!”
At this moment, Ling’er, who had been quiet all along, shouted.
Her face was covered in tears, and she was furious but helpless.
At this point, she had no strength left in her body.
Lin Cheng shook his head with a smile and said, “Junior Sister Ling’er, I can’t let them go. Otherwise, I’ll be finished.”
After speaking, Lin Cheng gripped the dagger and looked at Fang Yu beside him.
Under the room’s lights, the blade gleamed coldly.
“Sorry, Dao Tian, you brought this on yourself. Who told you to come along for dinner?” Lin Cheng smiled.
“Haven’t you noticed that I didn’t drink that water and wasn’t affected by the drug?” Fang Yu raised an eyebrow and asked.
“So what? You’re just a seventh-stage warrior, do you think you can resist?” Lin Cheng said.
“Of course I can resist,” Fang Yu said.
“Hahaha… then by all means, try…” Having received the payment, Lin Cheng was in quite a good mood, and hearing these words, he couldn’t help but laugh heartily.
“Well, I thought you were planning something big, but in the end, it’s just for money, human trafficking, kidnapping an underage girl,” Fang Yu sighed and said.
“Die!” Lin Cheng suddenly stopped laughing and thrust the dagger at Fang Yu.
Fang Yu sat on the stool, raised his right foot, and kicked.
“Bang!”
With a loud noise, Lin Cheng flew backward, crashed into the wall behind him, and was embedded in a human-shaped depression.
“Puh!”
Lin Cheng spat out a mouthful of blood, staring at Fang Yu with nothing but horror in his eyes.
“You…”
Lin Cheng wanted to say something but couldn’t get the words out. White foam started coming from his mouth, and his limbs began to convulse.
Beside him, Duan Xian saw this scene and was dumbfounded.
What, what was this situation?
Didn’t Lin Cheng say this man was just someone irrelevant?
Why was he so strong?
As Duan Xian was shocked, he suddenly felt a cool breeze in front of him.
When he came to his senses, he saw Fang Yu standing before him.
“No, please…” Duan Xian’s face turned pale, and he immediately knelt down, kowtowing to Fang Yu, “Sir, I know I was wrong! I know I was wrong! Please spare my life.”
“Bang!”
Fang Yu’s left foot swept out, kicking Duan Xian into the air. He hit the ceiling hard before falling back to the ground, making two dull thuds.
Duan Xian’s face was covered in blood as he passed out completely.
The room fell silent.
Jiang Ruolan and Ling’er stared at Fang Yu with wide eyes.
This person clearly only had seventh-stage power, so why was he such a powerful fighter?
Lin Cheng and Duan Xian both had near-master level strength, yet they were both defeated in one hit?
Fang Yu turned around, looked at Ling’er who was lying limply on the table, and said, “Consider this repayment for your kindness earlier.”
Then, Fang Yu stepped forward, grabbed both Ling’er and Jiang Ruolan’s hands, and used his true qi to force out the drug.
A few minutes later, Ling’er, covered in sweat, looked at Fang Yu and asked, “Dao Tian, I didn’t know you were so powerful…”
At this point, Ling’er felt somewhat embarrassed.
Just forty minutes ago, she had been mocking Fang Yu for having no martial arts talent! But it turned out he was so powerful!
Jiang Ruolan also looked at Fang Yu, still shocked.
Fang Yu had kicked Lin Cheng so hard he was embedded in the wall – this kind of strength was not something an ordinary warrior could possess!
Was he really just a seventh-stage warrior?
…
Fang Yu looked at Ling’er, feeling increasingly familiar.
This inexplicable sense of familiarity made Fang Yu more and more puzzled.
“I have two questions to ask you,” Fang Yu thought for a moment, then said to Ling’er.
“What questions?” Ling’er asked, startled.
