Chapter 213

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Chapter 213: Chaos in the Xiao Family!

 

“Is your original name Ling’er?” Fang Yu asked.

“The name Ling’er was given to me by Master. I’m an orphan…” Ling’er replied in a daze.

“Where were you born?” Fang Yu asked again.

“Master said he found me by a river,” Ling’er answered.

“Which river? What did you have with you at the time?” Fang Yu pressed on.

“I think it was some river in Huaibei. At that time, I had… nothing on me. Funny, right? Haha. Master said I was just lying by the river, almost got swept away by the water.” Ling’er said, laughing.

Fang Yu frowned.

There were no leads. Ling’er was clearly just an abandoned orphan, with little information about her background.

But where did this sense of familiarity come from?

“Senior Sister Rulan, are you alright?” Ling’er asked, looking at Jiang Rulan.

After expelling the drug’s effects, Jiang Rulan’s complexion had improved somewhat. She shook her head and said, “I’m fine, Ling’er.”

“What should we do about Senior Brother Lin Cheng… and this person?” Ling’er asked.

Jiang Rulan looked at Lin Cheng, who was embedded in the wall unconscious, feeling only sadness.

For profit, Lin Cheng had actually planned to kill her and sell Ling’er.

“I’ve already notified Junior Brother Hongcheng and several other junior brothers to come over. These two… let’s hand them over to the Martial Arts Association,” Jiang Rulan said.

Ling’er nodded, then looked at the still dazed Fang Yu and asked, “What are you thinking about?”

Fang Yu came back to his senses, looked at Ling’er, and said, “Nothing.”

Fang Yu still couldn’t figure out the source of this familiar feeling.

After careful recollection, he was certain that this was the first time he had met this little girl Ling’er, and they definitely hadn’t met before.

“It’s almost eight o’clock. Once the junior brothers arrive, I’ll take you back to the sect, otherwise Master will worry,” Jiang Rulan said to Ling’er.

“We have to go back so soon? I haven’t had enough fun yet,” Ling’er said dissatisfied.

“No more playing! Aren’t you scared after encountering such a dangerous situation today?” Jiang Rulan scolded.

“What’s there to be scared of? If I hadn’t accidentally drunk that glass of water, I could have taken down these two myself!” Ling’er said, puffing out her chest.

When it came to fighting, she had always been confident.

While they were talking, Fang Yu gave up thinking.

Since he couldn’t remember, there was no point in continuing to think about it.

This sudden sense of familiarity might just be his brain malfunctioning.

It was already past eight, and he needed to leave here and return to Jianghai City.

“I’m leaving. Perhaps we’ll meet again.”

Fang Yu said to Ling’er and Jiang Rulan, turning to leave.

“Hey, I promised to treat you to a meal, and we haven’t done that yet!” Ling’er called out urgently.

“Not this time, I need to catch transportation home. Next time,” Fang Yu waved his hand and walked out of the private room.

…

After Fang Yu left, Ling’er appeared thoughtful.

She rarely showed such an expression, making Jiang Rulan beside her feel puzzled.

“Ling’er, what are you thinking about?”

Ling’er bit her pink lips, staring at Jiang Rulan in a daze, and said, “Senior Sister, I feel like I’ve seen Dao Tian somewhere before… it feels familiar, but I can’t remember where.”

Jiang Rulan was startled and said, “Could it be that he looks like someone you know?”

“No… it’s just an inexplicable sense of familiarity, like I’ve known him for a long time and we’re close…” Ling’er said.

Hearing this, Jiang Rulan smiled and ruffled Ling’er’s hair.

This girl must have been scared silly by what just happened to feel such strange sensations.

“Ling’er, you must be mistaking him for someone else. You’re only seven years old, and Dao Tian is just a stranger we met today. How could you possibly know him, let alone for a long time? Don’t think about it anymore, let’s prepare to go back,” Jiang Rulan said gently.

“Mm.” Ling’er nodded, but her delicate brows remained tightly furrowed.

…

A night passed.

That night, news shook the entire Chinese Military District!

The quadrennial Military District Competition had ended! The first place went to the Swift Dragon Unit from Jiangnan Military District!

This was a result no one had expected!

First place wasn’t the Divine Soldier Unit from Beijing Military District!?

That was the team personally led by War God Xiao Chen!

Before the Military District Competition, almost everyone had assumed the Divine Soldier Unit would take first place.

That had been the final result in previous competitions!

Indeed, Beijing Military District’s level was more than a class above the other seven military districts!

But this time, in what was called the strongest competition yet, something went wrong!?

Just how strong was the Swift Dragon Unit from Jiangnan Military District? How did they defeat the Divine Soldier Unit?

While everyone in the Chinese Military District was puzzled, another shocking news broke in the latter half of the night.

War God Xiao Chen was severely injured during the Military District Competition, losing his entire left arm! Moreover, he remained in a coma, still unconscious!

This news exploded like a bomb, instantly igniting the entire circle!

What kind of legendary figure was Xiao Chen? A new generation War God, a Martial Supreme expert at just twenty-six years old! With illustrious military achievements!

He was the young man most favored by the Commander-in-Chief, and also the future hope of the Xiao family in Beijing. He was truly a dragon among men, heaven’s chosen one!

But now, he had lost his entire left arm in a Military District Competition!?

This was equivalent to being crippled!

Would such a rising star fade away like this!?

At the same time, one name resounded throughout the Chinese Military District.

Dao Tian!

It was this person who led the Swift Dragon Unit to victory over the Divine Soldier Unit, claiming first place.

It was also this person who crippled Xiao Chen!

In an instant, all military districts and families with military backgrounds were discussing the name Dao Tian.

…

Beijing, Xiao family.

In the study, silence reigned.

An emaciated old man sat in a wheelchair, rolling tobacco.

A middle-aged man stood before him, head lowered, saying nothing.

The old man slowly rolled the tobacco.

Usually, he could roll a cigarette in twenty seconds, but tonight, even after two full minutes, he hadn’t finished one.

After another moment of silence, the middle-aged man spoke hoarsely, “Father, what’s done is done, you shouldn’t be too sad, you must take care of your health…”

“Pat!”

At this moment, the tobacco in the old man’s hand fell to the ground.

He raised his head, looking at the man before him, his eyes bloodshot.

“Tell me, why did this happen?”

“I’ve already sent people to investigate this Dao Tian, we’ll have news soon,” the man answered.

“Fool!” the old man roared.

The man’s body trembled, and he lowered his head.

“I mean, why didn’t you send people to protect Chen’er before!? What use is it to fix things now!? Chen’er has lost his left arm, his future is gone!” the old man glared at the man before him, berating him.

“Father, I’ve already invited China’s best doctors to treat Chen’er… there’s still a chance his left arm can recover,” the man said.

The old man glared at the man, saying nothing.

At this moment, there was an urgent knock on the study door.

“Come in,” the man turned and said.

The study door was pushed open, and a servant with a pale face and covered in sweat said, “Family Head, Master, the young master, young master has woken up.”

“He’s awake!?” The man’s expression changed, and he immediately moved to go downstairs.

“But, but young master he…” the servant’s voice was trembling.

“What is it!? Speak clearly!” the man frowned deeply, asking loudly.

“He, he seems to have become a vegetative person…” the servant swallowed hard, struggling to say.

At these words, both the man’s and the old man’s expressions changed.

The old man’s eyes rolled back, and he nearly fainted.

“Take care of the old master!” the man ordered, his face ashen, as he quickly walked out of the study.

As he walked downstairs, the man’s entire body was shaking violently.

He couldn’t imagine Xiao Chen as a vegetative person.

Before he even entered Xiao Chen’s room, he could hear a woman’s crying.

The man’s face was pale as he entered the room.

Then, he saw Xiao Chen, eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling, his gaze empty, without a trace of consciousness.

His mother was wailing beside him.

“Chen’er, what’s wrong, talk to mother…”

“Chen’er.” The man stepped forward and called out.

But Xiao Chen had no response, still staring blankly at the ceiling.

“Chen’er!” The man almost roared.

Xiao Chen still showed no response.

“Ah… Ah…”

The man’s eyes turned red as he fell to his knees, pounding the floor with both hands, letting out bestial howls!

…

Fang Yu returned to Lijiang Community at two in the morning and slept until ten the next day.

After getting up and finishing his morning routine, he walked to the living room, only to see a man and woman dressed in black sitting on the sofa.

“Mr. Dao Tian, hello. Or should we address you as, Mr. Fang Yu?”

The woman stood up, looking at Fang Yu with a smile.