"Did you turn the air conditioning on?" Su Mei shuddered as she walked in with sfood. She felt like the room was very cold.
She looked up to see that the central air conditioning wasn't on and was surprised. S~earch the FindNøvelwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
"Jiang Ning, I know the weather is getting warm, but you shouldn't sit right in front of the air conditioner or you'll fall sick, understand?" Jiang Ning turned around and his expression had returned to normal. He smiled and said, "Got it, Mum." "What are we eating tonight?" "What do you want to eat?" "I want sweet vinegar pork ribs, but Yuzhen said she wanted Szechuan boiled fish." "Then we'll have sweet vinegar pork ribs!" Su Mei seemed to have automatically ignored the back half of Jiang Ning's sentence. She ran back into the kitchen and started making preparations. Jiang Ning resumed his lazy position as he held a grape in his hand and continued watching TV.
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In the northern mountains.
This was the headquarters of the school of Twelve Routines Springing Leg that belonged to the Northern High Kick Sect.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEven though the original martial arts school was gone and the descendants of the pioneers had already gone into business and were ordinary folk.
But the status of the main bloodline of the Tan family was immovable.
The entire huge Tan family had eight bloodlines.
The one who had the most say in the clan was naturally the current top grandmaster of the Twelve Routines Springing Leg, Tan Xing! Even in the north, Tan Xing's nwas very famous and even someone as powerful as Ye Xinhuo had to politely call Tan Xing his senior. Tan Xing was extremely reputable in the martial arts world.
There were so many powerful families that wanted him to work for them, but Tan Xing ignored all of them because he despised this sort of thing.
As a veteran in the martial arts world, he despised those martial artists who trained for the sake of money, power and status. He believed that each martial artist should stand proud on their own.
He was really disgusted by people like Tan Feng, because he brought shto the Twelve Routines Springing Leg's reputation. Tan Xing had issued a warning before that he wanted to cut ties with Tan Feng and throw him out of the family.
But now Tan Feng was dead.
Someone sent news to the northern mountains to say that Tan Feng had died in Shenghai and had been killed in a scheming plan by someone else. He had died along with three other grandmasters. The Tan family's ancestral hall was filled with tears.
Everyone in Tan Feng's bloodline was now kneeling on the floor and bawling loudly.
"As the leader of the Tan family, you have to do something about this!" "Tan Feng was killed by a scheming man, so he had died unjustly!" "Those wicked people used a scheming plan against him, so you must avenge Tan Feng!" All of them were crying loud and appealing to Tan Xing to take revenge.
Tan Xing's eyes were half closed and didn't have much expression on his face. But the anger in his heart started to burn.
He didn't like Tan Feng and actually hated him.
Even though Tan Feng was gifted in martial arts and was already a grandmaster in his forties, he was attracted by money, power and status, so he went against the moral code of martial arts to attain all this. Tan Xing had wanted to maim him several times himself.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBut now, Tan Feng was dead.
No matter how horrible Tan Feng's deeds were, he was a member of the main line of the Tan family and their blood flowed in him. So only Tan Xing had the right to kill him or beat him. Who else would dare to do this? And the other party had actually used a schto trap Tan Feng!
If Tan Feng's ability was lower than his opponent in a fight, then he m deserved to die. But if the other party had used underhanded means... Then that was posing a challenge to the Tan family! "You have to do something!" "Avenge Tan Feng! He's a grandmaster of the main line of the Tan family, how could he die like this..." "Master Tan, Please listen to us!" The wailing continued to echo through the hall.
The other families in the hall didn't say anything and kept a gloomy expression on.
They all knew that Tan Xing didn't like Tan Feng, even though Tan Feng was so gifted in martial arts.
But now, the reputation of the Tan family was at stake. Tan Feng was Feng was dead, so they couldn't hold him responsible anymore. So now they had to go after Tan Feng's killer to demand justice. "Enough." Tan Xing slowly opened his eyes and said this one word. Everyone in the ancestral hall immediately stopped crying and didn't dare to make any noise.
"Send my words to Donghai," said Tan Xing. "I give the killer three days. Within three days, he must cto the northern mountains and apologize to us. Otherwise, I will pay a visit to Donghai myself." X