The Rogue Villager Chen Erbao

The moon was bright and the stars were few. The night wind howled.

Inside a high-end clubhouse in Hongyuan City, Ma Qiming and Wang Ming were drinking with several young models with sizzling figures draped over them.

"Qiming, Master Chuck has been gone for a while. Any word from him yet?"

Wang Ming savored the services of the woman kneeling before him, but his mind wasn't on it.

Ma Qiming pulled out his phone and checked. Seeing that there was indeed no word, he started to get antsy. 'Nothing's gone wrong, has it?'

The man standing nearby chuckled obsequiously. "Don't you worry, Young Masters. Master Chuck is a seasoned veteran; he's seen it all. Dealing with some punk kid will be a piece of cake for him!"

This was the same Taekwondo black belt Chen Erbao had thrashed back at the coffee shop.

Ma Qiming thought he had a point. He took a sip of his drink. "We'll wait a little longer. If we still don't hear anything, I'll give him a call."

Just as they were speaking, a series of frantic knocks suddenly echoed from the door.

The man scrambled to get the door. The moment he opened it, a figure stumbled inside.

Startled, the man was about to lash out with a kick when he realized it was Master Chuck.

His expression changed. "Master? Master, what happened to you!"

Hearing this, Ma Qiming and Wang Ming rushed over as well.

Chuck was on the brink of death. His chest was caved in, and his arms were twisted at a grotesque angle, hanging limply at his sides. Bright red blood streamed from the corner of his mouth, soaking his shirt.

Ma Qiming and Wang Ming were aghast at the sight. "Master Chuck... What happened?"

Chuck was on the verge of passing out. Chen Erbao's final, furious kick had nearly killed him on the spot.

He spoke weakly, "That guy... he's no ordinary fighter. I'm no match for him... I never thought China would have such a young Grandmaster! I have to ask my senior brother to take action! I swear I'll get my revenge, or I'm not fit to be called a man!"

With that, he passed out completely.

Ma Qiming helped him onto the sofa. "Get a doctor! Now!"

He owned the clubhouse, so it had its own professional medical team on staff.

As the doctors led Master Chuck away, a dead silence fell over the room.

"Zhao Ming, I want you to dig up everything you can on Chen Erbao. Start from the day he was born... Anyone who can defeat Master Chuck is no simple character."

Ma Qiming instructed the man.

He was starting to feel a surge of regret.

'If only I'd listened to my father and left Chen Erbao alone!'

'From what Master Chuck just said, is Chen Erbao a Grandmaster?'

Ordinary people wouldn't know, but he certainly did. There was a group of people in the world dedicated to cultivating their own martial power. The absolute pinnacles among them were the Grandmasters. At that Realm, a single person was comparable to a small army!

If he had truly offended an expert of that caliber, he feared even his father wouldn't be able to protect him!

At this thought, Ma Qiming shot a hateful glare at Wang Ming.

'If it weren't for this bastard goading him on, he never would have gone after Chen Erbao again. And look what happened. The master he'd hired from abroad was nearly beaten to death, and now he'd well and truly pissed the guy off.'

'I wonder if Chen Erbao knows I was behind this...'

Wang Ming's expression was grim and unsettled. He was starting to panic at the thought that Chen Erbao might be a Grandmaster.

He had come to China specifically to find a partner for the EX Group. If he succeeded, he could very well secure the distribution rights for the EX Group in China. With that, he would gain a foothold within his own family—he might even be able to leverage it to vie for the position of heir!

But now, the partnership with Dingsheng Group was still up in the air, he had already offended the corporate giant Medicine King Hall, and now, he'd angered a young Grandmaster...

The EX Group had its own Grandmasters, so it wasn't that they were afraid of Chen Erbao. However, making an enemy of a Grandmaster for no good reason was clearly a foolish move.

"Qiming, maybe... maybe we should just drop this..."

He was getting cold feet.

Seeing his pathetic state, Ma Qiming's anger flared:

"What's the point of saying that now? Didn't you hear Master Chuck? He's going to ask his senior brother to come handle this personally!"

"Can't you talk him out of it?"

"Our relationship is purely transactional. His power base is in Southeast Asia; he doesn't have to give a damn about me. After taking a beating this bad, you think he's just going to let it slide?"

"So what do we do? If someone actually gets killed, Medicine King Hall will go ballistic..."

"..."

Ma Qiming was getting a massive headache. He paced the room agitatedly while the girls beside them didn't dare to breathe, keeping their heads down and focusing on pouring tea.

...

Chen Erbao had only been waiting in the car for a few minutes when Lin Zhiqing came jogging downstairs.

The temperature had been dropping lately, and a chill hung in the night air. Lin Zhiqing was wearing a short-sleeved shirt under a pink jacket, with a pair of jeans that did nothing to hide her gorgeous figure.

As Lin Zhiqing settled into the passenger seat, her brow furrowed for a moment before her expression returned to normal.

She took off her jacket and stretched languidly, making the rolling peaks of her chest all the more distinct. Chen Erbao couldn't help but gulp.

Catching sight of Chen Erbao's ogling expression out of the corner of her eye, Lin Zhiqing giggled. "It's not like you haven't seen them before. Why are you still looking like that?"

Chen Erbao said matter-of-factly, "I'm not a fickle man. You're so beautiful, I could look a hundred times and it still wouldn't be enough!"

Lin Zhiqing rolled her pretty eyes at him, but the smile playing on her lips betrayed her delight. "You sweet talker..."

"You want to know if I'm a sweet talker? Why don't you have a taste and find out!"

Chen Erbao leaned over the center console, pressed Lin Zhiqing back against the passenger seat, and gave her a commanding kiss.

He captured her soft tongue, their saliva mingling as Lin Zhiqing, lost in a daze of passion, wrapped her arms around Chen Erbao's neck.

With practiced familiarity, Chen Erbao's palm slid under the hem of her shirt. He cupped her breast through the cotton bra and began to knead it firmly.

After a few moments of kissing, Chen Erbao was hard as a rock. But the car was too cramped for him to... perform. In the end, he had to settle for giving her breasts a couple of hard squeezes before pulling back.

When he finally let her go, Lin Zhiqing's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were hazy, and her hair lay in a messy tangle across her face.

"We're leaving first thing tomorrow morning. Where's your luggage?" Chen Erbao asked.

"We can come back for it tomorrow. For tonight... let's just find a hotel. And don't you dare keep me up too late..." Lin Zhiqing warned.

Chen Erbao put on an aggrieved look. "Every time I'm about to finish, aren't *you* the one clinging to me and begging for more? And now you're blaming me..."

Her cheeks burning with shame, Lin Zhiqing lunged forward to cover Chen Erbao's mouth. "Don't you dare say such things! I never..."

"Heh, you were even calling me 'Daddy'..."

"..."

Flustered and indignant, Lin Zhiqing lightly pounded her fists on Chen Erbao's chest a couple of times. But just as she was about to speak, she saw his brow furrow, his expression twisting in what looked like pain.

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