Chapter 339: 339: Money Issues are not Issues_1

Chapter 339: Chapter 339: Money Issues are not Issues_1

Xu Fan chuckled, feeling that he had regained control, “I’m not trying to scare you. If you want to be distinguished in front of others, you have to endure hardship behind the scenes. To wear a crown, you must bear its weight. You should understand this principle. Hence, guiding thunder and lightning to temper your body is a prerequisite. You can’t avoid it.”

“But I always feel that this is somewhat unscientific,” Cui Dong weakly countered, “It’s like ‘The Sunflower Manual’, the first page says: To practice this skill, one must castrate oneself. Then, after the practitioner has done so and reaches the last page, they see another sentence: If you do not castrate yourself, you can still succeed. Master, isn’t that person wronged?”

Xu Fan’s expression became serious, “Do you think I’m joking? I must be very bored to make fun of you like this.”

“Seeing how you behave, it seems as if you have never suffered. Then, I am obligated to give you a reality check. Getting struck by lightning is nothing compared to the countless hardships and dangers you will encounter later on. If you think that you can’t endure such suffering, then you should honestly continue being your reckless young master and enjoy a lifetime of luxury, which is also pretty good.”

“I’ll give you time to think it over. After all, I will never allow anyone who fears difficulties and shuns hardship to exist in my tutelage. If there is one, I will personally see to his principled destruction.”

After finishing, Xu Fan gestured to the others, saying, “It’s all good now, let’s go.”

Yue Qingjiang was the first to open the door, and immediately, the bodyguards and security guards waiting outside looked over vigilantly, each with a menacing demeanor, blocking the passage so tightly that water couldn’t seep through.

Feeling frustrated and unsettled after such an emotional rollercoaster, Cui Dong saw so many people blocking the way and shouted, “What are you standing around for? Get lost, I want some peace and quiet.”

At his command, the burly men quickly made way to the sides, not daring to block the path anymore.

Lin Fan walked out first, his expression calm and collected, with the others closely following behind him.

As they watched these unwelcome guests leave, the strong men all breathed a sigh of relief. The scene where Xu Fan caught bullets with his bare hands had left a deep impression on their minds—they treated him with reverence and sincerely wanted to avoid any trouble.

However, there were still some stubborn people who refused to back down, especially the four bodyguards who wanted to show off in front of their young master, each bustling into the room grumbling, “Young master, are we really letting them go?”

Cui Dong gave them a cold look, “What do you think we should do? I’m telling you, light up your signals in the future, these people are now my friends, and I don’t want to see anyone slacking off again.”

“Yes, sir,” the bodyguards hastily nodded like pecking chickens.

Yet it turned out to be a legitimate job in broad daylight, which he somewhat could not understand.

“I watched your fight with the Bull Demon from start to finish,” Xu Fan briefly explained what he had previously told Lu Chenbing and smiled, “I am very precise in judging people, and I don’t make mistakes.”

Zhou Xian nodded; indeed, he was quite insightful in scheming, and his performance was on-point. Few people could see through him at a glance, and he couldn’t help saying, “Mr. Lin has quite the knack for judging people.”

“Your qualities meet the criteria I have in mind for the role, with both strength and intelligence. Being strategic is a bonus, and I believe you can manage a team well.”

Zhou Xian waved his hand, “But, I’m not overly interested in security work. It sounds very LOW, even less cool than black boxing. I should have the right to refuse, right?”

“Refuse? No, very few people can refuse me.”

Xu Fan smiled meaningfully, “Clearly, you are not one of them. If I’m not mistaken, your cultivation is at the mid-level of the Body Tempering Realm. In ordinary society, you are definitely a master. But in the Ancient Martial World, you’re not even a small shrimp. If you wish to become someone superior, then follow me. I have ways to swiftly advance you to the Qi Drawing Realm, and it wouldn’t take more than a few months to become a Martial Arts Grandmaster with ease.”

“I believe a smart person would find an offer like this completely irresistible,” Xu Fan said nonchalantly.

Zhou Xian took a sharp breath. Not only as an Ancient Martial Artist but even an ordinary person couldn’t resist such a temptation, “I hope you’re not playing games with me.”

Xu Fan chuckled, “How about this: to alleviate your worries, try working under me for a month. If you don’t enter the Qi Drawing Realm within a month, consider that I’ve tricked you, and you’re free to leave. But if you succeed, you will naturally follow me wholeheartedly.”

“Good,” Zhou Xian replied without hesitation, “I will remember today’s agreement, but...”

Zhou Xian’s expression was one of conflict, as if he had trouble voicing his issue, “Mr. Lin, I want to ask you for a favor.”

“Speak your mind.”

“I am in urgent need of money,” Zhou Xian clenched his teeth, “I need to gather a substantial sum quickly.”

“When it comes to money, that’s too easy,” Xu Fan said indifferently, “How much do you need?”