Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 197 - 196: Ran Wushuang

Chapter 197: Chapter 196: Ran Wushuang

"You may speak," Lin Hao was neither impatient nor unhappy. As long as he could help, he would.

Moreover, he believed that with the honest nature of Zhu Wei’s mother, she wouldn’t make any excessive requests.

"Master Lin, I want to ask you, could you please not torture Zhu Lishan too harshly? Just drive him away from Binhai. After all, he is Weiwei’s father," Zhu Wei’s mother carefully said.

"Alright, no problem." Lin Hao silently sighed. Zhu Wei’s mother was truly too kind. Kindness is indeed a virtue, but in this world, it doesn’t necessarily ensure survival.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have ended up in the situation they were in today.

"Thank you, thank you so much, Master Lin. You really are a good person." Zhu Wei’s mother was in tears, unsure whether it was because they got rid of Zhu Lishan, or because Lin Hao was willing to help.

"Master Lin, please come in and have a seat," Zhu Wei, snapping out of her complex and indescribable emotions, invited him in.

"Okay."

Zhu Wei’s home was very simple, perhaps because life had been too hard for many years. There wasn’t even a television in the entire living room, just a table and a few wooden stools.

Lin Hao sat down at the table, and Zhu Wei’s mother poured him a cup of hot water.

Zhu Wei sat down opposite him and handed the 100,000 to Lin Hao: "Master Lin, please take this money, I can’t accept it."

"I will also return your 50,000 eventually."

Zhu Wei was clever and wouldn’t naively believe that Guo Jianglong genuinely gave her the money. All of this was because of Lin Hao; the gift was given to curry favor with Lin Hao. Morally and logically, she couldn’t accept this money.

"No need," Lin Hao candidly said, "This sum isn’t much to me, but for you, it could change your destiny."

There are countless poor people in the world, and Lin Hao didn’t have the power to change the situation for each one, but since he had encountered this case, he was willing to lend a hand.

Everything was just a matter of following his heart.

Zhu Wei fell silent, feeling the distance between her and Lin Hao grow even wider. Perhaps she could only look up to this young man.

"Master Lin, I..." Zhu Wei wanted to say something more, but Lin Hao interrupted her, "You can consider this 100,000 as a loan to you. I believe you are capable, and you will be wealthy in the future."

Lin Hao was very astute in judging people. Although he hadn’t interacted much with Zhu Wei, he could tell that she was a woman who could endure hardship and strive hard.

With Guo Jianglong’s help, her future was bound to be on the rise.

"When you have money, you can pay it back to Guo Jianglong."

"This..." Seeing that Lin Hao insisted on not taking back the money, Zhu Wei finally said, "Alright, Master Lin, I will not let down the help you’ve given us today."

"Mm, I believe in you," Lin Hao said.

Zhu Wei nodded firmly, filled with motivation from Lin Hao’s trust.

At that moment, Lin Hao’s cell phone suddenly rang.

Picking it up, he saw it was an unfamiliar number.

But the numbers were extremely lucky.

An average person’s cell phone number has thirteen digits, while this one, like Yu Shilong’s, was eighteen digits.

"Hello," Lin Hao answered the call.

"Master Lin, hello," a not-so-friendly voice came from the other end, "I am a disciple of the Sect Master of Mingyang Sect. Our Sect Master would like to meet you."

Mingyang Sect, Sect Master?

Lin Hao raised an eyebrow.

He hadn’t expected that guy to show up so quickly, so abruptly, and moreover in the middle of the night.

"No," he said simply.

With a brief reply, Lin Hao hung up the phone, quite rudely.

In his past life, the Sect Master of Mingyang Sect was nothing more than his slave.

In this world, there was no rule where a slave could command his master.

"What’s wrong?" Zhu Wei asked with confusion, "Master Lin, is there something the matter?"

"It’s nothing," Lin Hao shook his head and continued, "Guo Jianglong will be your shortcut to success in the future. If you encounter any issues, you can look for him. If he can’t solve it, he’ll come to me."

Seeing such a poverty-stricken family, Lin Hao prepared to extend a helping hand.

"Thank you, Young Master Lin, I will." Weiwei nodded, "But I will still rely on my own efforts and strive for success."

"Good."

"Knock, knock, knock."

Just then, a series of rhythmic knocks on the door suddenly came from outside.

The knocking was rhythmic, neither hurried nor slow.

Clearly, the visitor was quite composed.

"I’ll go see who it is." Weiwei’s mother, who had been sitting on the side listening to their conversation, immediately stood up upon hearing the knock.

"Who is it, this late?"

As she spoke, Weiwei’s mother opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, a man with long hair, dressed in white robes and carrying a sword on his back, appeared in her field of vision.

Seeing the visitor’s attire, Weiwei’s mom was startled: "Hello, may I ask who you are?"

"I’m looking for Lin Hao." The visitor glanced at Weiwei’s mom and said.

"Young Master Lin?" Weiwei’s mom turned back and said, "Young Master Lin, someone is looking for you."

"I’m busy, tell him to leave." Lin Hao furrowed his brows, not even bothering to look back to know who had come.

It was Ran Wushuang, a disciple of the Mingyang Sect.

And a disciple of the Sect Master of the Mingyang Sect, at that.

In his past life, he had met him.

But no matter who it was, he found it very offensive and annoying for someone to make an unexpected late-night visit without any prior notice, first summoning him and now showing up at his door.

Moreover, in his previous life, because of certain reasons, the disciple of the Mingyang Sect’s Sect Master was torn apart by Lin Hao.

This life, it’s best not to provoke him.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t mind doing it again.

Weiwei’s mother nodded, looked towards the person outside the door and said: "Young Master Lin says..."

"Scram!"

Before she could finish speaking, Ran Wushuang coldly shouted and pushed Weiwei’s mother aside, stepping through the door and looking at Weiwei: "You move aside, I have something to say to him."

Weiwei’s expression changed, but she didn’t abandon Lin Hao: "Who are you? This is my home, please leave, you’re not welcome here."

She saw that Lin Hao disliked the visitor and firmly stood on the same side as Lin Hao.

Not because of Lin Hao’s status, nor because of his wealth.

It was simply because she felt that Lin Hao had helped her and she couldn’t just leave him; this strangely dressed person was clearly a threat.

"Around these ten miles, this land all belongs to our Mingyang Sect, even your house, so is it wrong for me to tell you to leave?" Ran Wushuang coldly stated.

Mingyang Sect?

Weiwei looked puzzled, having never heard of it.

Seeing that she didn’t speak, Ran Wushuang’s body already began to show fluctuations of Primordial Qi, clearly about to make a move.

"I’ll go with you." Just then, Lin Hao suddenly spoke out, "You’re here to take me to see him, right?"

"That’s right."

Ran Wushuang proudly, looked at Lin Hao with his nostrils, not taking Lin Hao seriously at all, he couldn’t understand why his Sect Master bothered to come all the way to Binhai personally.

In his opinion, his personal invitation to Lin Hao was already giving Lin Hao a lot of face.

Lin Hao coldly glanced at him and said to Weiwei: "So, I won’t bother you any further tonight. Remember what I told you earlier."

"Uh, Young Master Lin, are you... are you sure you’ll be alright?" Weiwei asked Lin Hao, looking at Ran Wushuang.

"Don’t worry, nothing will happen." Lin Hao said indifferently.

After bidding farewell to Weiwei’s mother, Lin Hao stepped out of Weiwei’s house first.

Ran Wushuang snorted coldly, following him out and before leaving, he coldly snorted at Weiwei: "Insect, you dare defy this young master, wait for me to come back, that will be the time of your death."

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