Chapter 142: Not a Fierce Dragon, Won’t Cross the River [6]

That night, Capital City was shaken to its core!

The formidable dragon crossing the river from Jiang City had emerged from the Hongde Building in one piece! Since secrets always leak out, the news of a community hospital in Haidian District admitting over twenty injured patients in the early hours of the morning spread like wildfire.

Rumor had it that the dragon crossing the river had taken down twenty Capital City External Boxing experts with just a handful of chopsticks. Among these experts were sanda champions, three-time underground boxing champions, top underworld enforcers, and many more. Over twenty people had been floored!

What was most terrifying was that Mr. Qin of the Qin Family in Capital City had been beaten into a concussion. Mr. Mei had lost four teeth, and Mr. Feng was stabbed in the shoulder with a chopstick! As for Master Jin Er, he didn’t seem to be injured and hadn’t fought the dragon crossing the river at all. However, the fact that the dragon crossing the river successfully breached the building and retreated unscathed was astonishing enough.

Because of this, overnight, this dragon crossing the river became famous not just in Capital City, but across most of the Huaxia Ancient Martial Circle!

Soon, his identity was dug up. He was a local of Jiang City, had studied at Jiangcheng Sports School under the coach Li Hai, and was currently the head of the security department at Recovery Group, as well as the deputy minister of the administrative department.

Of course, the information these people gathered was from two days ago. As for the news of Lin Jian’s resignation from Recovery Group, few people even within the company knew about it! After all, resignations in such large companies required an approval process. Once an employee submitted their resignation letter, they could go home and wait while the procedure was carried out. Thus, since his resignation process was incomplete, he was technically still the security department head and administrative deputy minister.

Regardless of his rank, this guy was just a security guard! That meant a mere security guard had flipped the tables on the Capital City Ancient Martial Circle and slapped the faces of those led by Jin Er!

Naturally, many didn’t believe someone from a sports school could be that incredible. Upon digging deeper, they actually unearthed some explosive news! For instance, Lin Jian’s coach, Li Hai, was surprisingly a former young genius of the Eight Trigrams Sect, nicknamed Li Sanhua. The Eight Trigrams Sect was also an Inner Sect, enjoying a prominent reputation in the Ancient Martial Circle. In fact, the Bagua Sect Master, Sun Keda, had become a Grandmaster thirty years ago! As for Coach Li Hai, rumor had it that his Cultivation was crippled because of his wife.

They couldn’t dig out anything deeper than that, but this indirectly proved that Lin Jian was not someone without a foundation; he had a deep heritage. It also meant that the Eight Trigrams Sect had produced another genius like Li Hai.

Lin Jian was oblivious to all the rumors circulating in the Capital City underworld. At this moment, he and Qin San’Er were eating wontons and xiaolongbao at a breakfast joint.

Lin Jian was truly famished, devouring three bamboo steamers of xiaolongbao, a bowl of wontons, and two eggs. Qin San’Er, on the other hand, didn’t eat much. He tried to speak several times but swallowed his words.

After breakfast, the two got back into the van. Lin Jian teased with a smile, "Spit it out. It’s not like I’m going to eat you."

"All right." Qin San’Er took a deep breath. "Last night... did you run into my father?"

"Your father?" Lin Jian was taken aback. He wondered what was going on and whether Qin San’s father was also at the Hongde Building.

"Yeah. My dad was called over by Jin Er to guard the building. He should have been wearing a short-sleeved Tang suit, with a dark mole on the left side of his forehead..."

"Ah, that was your dad?" Lin Jian exclaimed in surprise. "You two don’t look alike at all! I didn’t recognize him!"

"He... he... you guys..." Since Qin San had been with Lin Jian the whole time, he still didn’t know that the Capital City circle had already blown up.

"I injured him. I stabbed two chopsticks into his calves, and then... I knocked him unconscious. COUGH COUGH... I didn’t know he was your father! If I had known, I would have held back..."

"Really?" Qin San’Er’s eyebrows instantly shot up. He actually seemed quite excited as Lin Jian nodded blankly.

"HAHA!" Qin San’Er suddenly burst into laughter. "Awesome! That’s just awesome!"

"Damn!" Lin Jian rolled his eyes. "I beat up your dad, so why are you so happy about it?"

"It’s not like he died. Aren’t physical injuries normal for martial artists?" Qin San sneered, "Hmph, now I kind of want to see his miserable state."

Lin Jian was rendered utterly speechless. However, he also knew that there seemed to be an irreconcilable conflict between Qin San’Er and his father, though he was unaware of the deeper inside story.

Right at that moment, Lin Jian turned his phone back on. He had turned it off when he took the taxi to the Hongde Building last night and kept it off until now.

As soon as the phone booted up, an unknown number called him. Lin Jian found it incredibly odd, wondering who could be calling so early in the morning. He answered the call, "Hello."

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Lin Jian?"

"Yes, that’s me. Who is this?"

"Hello, hello! I am Xia Zhihe of the Xiayu Group in Capital City. I heard Mr. Lin came to Capital City, so please forgive my presumption in reaching out. I’d like to invite you for a casual meal. Would that be alright?"

"COUGH COUGH... Mr. Xia, how did you get my phone number?"

"Well, to find you, Mr. Lin, I specifically commissioned a friend in Jiang City. He went to your company and asked around."

"So you sought me out just to buy me a meal?" Lin Jian felt that this guy was either crazy or had ulterior motives.

"To be honest, Mr. Lin, I have had some minor friction with Jin Er. Therefore, an enemy of his is a friend of mine!"

"Oh, I see!" Only then did Lin Jian understand. The news of last night’s events must have leaked, prompting Jin Er’s enemies to proactively contact him once they realized he was targeting Jin Er. "Mr. Xia, my apologies, but I have some matters to attend to. Let’s get in touch later."

With that said, he hung up the phone straight away.

"Xia Zhihe was looking for you?" Qin San’Er had overheard Lin Jian’s conversation and was deeply shocked.

"What does he do?" Lin Jian asked weirdly.

"He’s a real estate tycoon in Capital City. He used to do business with Jin Er and is a prominent figure in the Beijing Circle. Later, I heard he was beaten up by Jin Er, who then extorted a lot of money out of him."

"He heard Jin Er is out of luck, so he wants to kick him while he’s down." Lin Jian shook his head. "I have no interest in people like that."

Just as his words fell, his phone rang again. It was Xu Fengbin’s number, so he quickly answered it.

"Lin Jian, why did you turn off your phone?" Xu Fengbin sounded extremely angry over the phone, almost roaring.

"What’s wrong?" Lin Jian asked in return.

"PHEW." Xu Fengbin took a deep breath. "You’re famous now. You defeated four Grandmasters in a row and managed to retreat unscathed from the Hongde Building. You’ve made a name for yourself in a single battle."

Lin Jian pondered for a moment and said, "COUGH COUGH... Xu, I have to trouble you with one more thing! Help me call Jin Er again. Tell him that the three-day deadline is no joke. If he doesn’t bring the money within three days, he might just jump off a building too.

"Also, tell him to help me sort out this ’Miss Na’. If Miss Na comes looking for trouble with me again, I’ll go looking for trouble with Jin Er!

"Just call him and relay my exact words. If he still wants to keep setting up Banquets of Hongmen for me, then I really won’t be polite anymore."

Xu Fengbin took a deep breath and said, "That’s also why I’m calling you. It’s better to squash enmity than keep it alive. Besides, there is no real hatred between you two, so stop making a fuss, otherwise it will end badly. I’ll call him right now!"

"The main thing is the money! Not a single cent less!" Lin Jian said loudly.

However, Xu Fengbin had already hung up; he was about to play peacemaker for the second time!