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Six o’clock.

Xingyi Martial Arts School.

By the abandoned dried-up well, Bai Lian and Jin Kai stand with one holding a document, as Jin Kai looks down, examining the contents seriously.

“Here’s some water for you two students,” Madame Jin offers water to Bai Lian and Pu Xiaohan, then brings out some fruit.

Bai Lian had already finished reading, sitting across with her school uniform unbuttoned, she took the water and smiled at Madame Jin, “Thank you.”

“Auntie, yes, that’s the right move, let me just add a scene to that.” Pu Xiaohan was filming Jin Kai’s daily surroundings, and at that moment, the camera was aimed at Madame Jin.

“Bang—”

The door to the backyard suddenly got kicked open.

Pu Xiaohan got a fright, her hand shaking for a moment, almost dropping the camera.

Upon seeing the group of people who had just arrived, Jin Kai, who had been reading the document, looked up, his expression changed, and then he instinctively glanced at Bai Lian.

Pu Xiaohan didn’t recognize these people, but she knew Chen Wei in the crowd and involuntarily took a step back.

Standing behind Bai Lian.

The students of Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School were extremely fearful of the powerful and domineering school bully Chen Wei.

“Jin Kai, I was wondering why you kept refusing to sell the Xingyi Martial Arts School,” Zhou Jian entered with a bunch of people, his face all smiles, but his demeanor carried a sly softness as he glanced at the three people present.

His gaze finally settled on Bai Lian, hinting meaningfully, “So it turns out you have someone powerful backing you up. That’s why you’re so bold.”

“Mr. Zhou,” Jin Kai stood up, looking at Zhou Jian, said coldly, “I’ve already said, the Xingyi Martial Arts School left by my ancestors is not for sale. Please leave.”

Zhou Jian was wearing the black practice uniform of Jingfeng Martial Arts School.

All the people behind him were dressed the same.

Pu Xiaohan’s gaze lingered on Chen Wei, her voice lower as she said to Bai Lian, “The academic god wasn’t wrong, she really does practice Muay Thai, truly deserving of the Chen Family…”

Madame Jin frowned, recognizing Zhou Jian and knowing that Jingfeng Martial Arts School had backing.

But she didn’t know who it was.

All she knew was that the sudden closure of Xingyi Martial Arts School years ago was related to Jingfeng.

Hearing Pu Xiaohan speaking with Bai Lian, she asked, “Miss Pu, do you know who these people are?”

“That Chen Wei,” Pu Xiaohan whispered, “is our school tyrant, she’s from the Chen Family, that Chen, do you know?”

In Xiangcheng, there are only two prominent families, Chen and Ren.

They often appear in the local news of Xiangcheng.

How could Madame Jin possibly not know—she sharply looked up at Jin Kai.

So, the Chen Family is behind Jingfeng Martial Arts School?

Jin Kai, who practices martial arts, has excellent hearing and heard what Pu Xiaohan said very clearly.

Zhou Jian’s face still held a perfect smile as he saw the fearful look in Pu Xiaohan’s eyes, but he didn’t mind it and just bent over to pick up the contract from the table.

He read it from beginning to end.

Without a word, she simply turned her head to glance at Chen Wei, “Miss Chen, I need a few minutes to deal with some private matters, can you wait?”

Chen Wei’s eyes swept over Bai Lian, “Fine.”

She basically went to Jingfeng Martial Arts School to practice Muay Thai every day.

She was brought here today by Zhou Jian, but it wasn’t a big problem.

“Thank you, Miss Chen.”

Zhou Jian had brought Chen Wei here on purpose, as the mere mention of “Chen” was enough to deter most people in Xiangcheng. He casually threw the contract onto the ground and said warmly to Jin Kai, “Eight million to buy you out? How about this, for nine million, I’ll buy Xingyi Martial Arts School.”

Nine million was a high price for the current state of Xingyi Martial Arts School.

But once developed, given its location, the starting price would be ten million, with no upper limit.

Jin Kai had already been under too much pressure, and when he heard Pu Xiaohan mention the “Chen Family” and Zhou Jian say “Miss Chen”, he knew that this matter could not be brushed off like in the past.

He subconsciously looked at Bai Lian, still remembering her words that day.

This was the only way out Jin Kai had found for Xingyi Martial Arts School.

“You’re looking at Miss Bai, huh,” Zhou Jian followed Jin Kai’s gaze toward Bai Lian and suddenly laughed, “Let me guess who is behind Miss Bai, Mr. Xu, right? Those eight million were also from Mr. Xu, weren’t they? Of course, Mr. Xu is indeed a nice backer, but Jin Kai, perhaps you should ask Miss Bai if her support is still available now?”

Zhou Jian had always thought that Bai Lian’s confidence came entirely from Xu En.

Therefore, once Xu En left Xiangcheng, Bai Lian would have no cards left to play.

Hearing Zhou Jian go on and on, Jin Kai’s face finally changed. He slammed the stone table fiercely, his eyes fiercely fixed on Zhou Jian, “Jingfeng Martial Arts School is too bullying! I won’t sell Xingyi Martial Arts School!”

“Don’t be so hostile, I’m just having a proper discussion with you,” said Zhou Jian, looking at Jin Kai, “This area is going to be planned as a tourist route. If you don’t sell, do you think it’s possible that the tourist route might just pass through Xingyi Martial Arts School, hmm?”

Jin Kai’s body trembled as he looked at Zhou Jian.

With those words, he realized that the power behind Zhou Jian was even greater than he had imagined, even capable of altering tourist routes.

“Secretary Zhou, you’re quite well-informed. Also… altering tourist routes, aren’t you afraid of being reported?” In the silence, a languid voice arose.

It was Bai Lian.

Zhou Jian narrowed his eyes as he looked over, the smile on his lips turning cold.

Madam Jin also realized that Zhou Jian was not to be trifled with, shaking her head at Bai Lian.

“Report?” Zhou Jian laughed oddly, taking out his phone and waving it at Bai Lian and Jin Kai, “This is Ren Qian’s number, why don’t you ask him?”

Bai Lian put away her own phone and took two steps forward.

If the news about the Chen Family made Jin Kai and Madam Jin feel breathless.

Then the emergence of the name “Ren Qian” was the last straw that broke Jin Kai.

Seeing Bai Lian moving forward, Jin Kai reached out to grab her school uniform, “The Ren Qian he mentioned, that’s the Ren Family…”

“Hall Master Jin, I’ve said it before, trust me, don’t I?” Bai Lian casually brushed off Jin Kai’s hand with a nonchalant demeanor.

Jin Kai was also a martial arts expert, and he stared blankly as his hand was effortlessly brushed aside by an undeniable force.

Bai Lian slowly approached Zhou Jian, and she reached out to take Zhou Jian’s phone; the dim light of the courtyard cast a hazy shadow on her face.

“Secretary Zhou,” Bai Lian tilted her head slightly, her lips curving into a lazy smile, her black eyes dark as ink, “How would telling Ren Qian be enough? I suggest you go even higher, like to people such as Chen Yongkun.”

“Pa—”

The phone dropped carelessly from her hand to the ground, landing right beside the contract Zhou Jian had thrown down.