Invincible Immortal Cultivator in the City
Chapter 32 - 33 The Matter Is Not Over

Chapter 32: Chapter 33 The Matter Is Not Over

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Ten years ago.

Wu Jinghua was thirty years old at that time, and he had already been a prominent figure in the Martial Arts World.

Full of youthful vigor, he challenged peers in the Martial Arts World left and right.

Back then, he was unstoppable; almost everyone he challenged ended up kneeling before his fists.

Except for one person.

This person not only did not kneel, but also severely taught him a lesson, and nearly killed him.

Ten years had passed.

He never imagined that he would see this person again.

At this moment, Wu Jinghua’s face was filled with shock, his pupils even held a hint of fear.

He simply could not forget the torture he suffered ten years earlier.

For three years, he lay on the bed for a full three years before he could recover.

While Wu Jinghua was shocked, so were the people everywhere; the once bustling playground fell silent in an instant.

The Wu Family Head, Wu Jinghua, was defeated with a single move!

Many people were aware of his abilities.

But he still lost.

The gazes of the crowd converged on that figure, and a question repeated in their minds.

Who is he?!

"Gu Tielang!" The bottom of Wu Jinghua’s eyes were spread with fear, nearly trembling as he shouted the name he couldn’t forget for ten years.

However.

Gu Tielang didn’t give him the time of day, not even glancing his way.

After repelling Wu Jinghua, he turned to face Lin Hao.

Under the gaze of thousands.

He respectfully bowed to Lin Hao:

"Sorry, Master, I am late."

Master.

Such a natural and calm address, utterly indifferent to what others might think.

"You’re not late, the timing is just right," Lin Hao said with a faint smile, "Do you know him?"

"I’ve met him, ten years ago, when he was challenging others and ran into me, he was nearly killed by me," Gu Tielang said expressionlessly.

Their conversation was unguarded; most people could hear it clearly.

And at this moment, the crowd finally burst into exclamations:

"The Master, the person who defeated Wu Jinghua, is called Master by Lin Hao?"

"Holy shit, am I hearing this right, what era is it, and they’re still using ’Master’?"

"So cool, Lin Hao, you are my idol!"

"Wu Jinghua, when he was young, once suffered a defeat, and it is said that the person who defeated him had the surname Gu, could it be, this Gu Tielang?"

Some were puzzled, some shouted, but more were in extreme shock, a shock beyond words!

Such a person, calling Lin Hao Master.

What this title implies is already very clear.

Regardless of Lin Hao’s strength, his status has already surpassed Gu Tielang.

And by a lot!

In his presence, Gu Tielang doesn’t even qualify to be a friend.

In this way, the Wu Family doesn’t amount to much anymore.

After all, the person who calls Lin Hao Master was the one who nearly killed Wu Jinghua all those years ago, and the Wu Family couldn’t do anything to him, and he’s still alive and well today.

No wonder, no wonder Lin Hao said that Wu Jinghua wasn’t worthy to be his opponent.

People finally understood, Lin Hao wasn’t being presumptuous.

He just accidently told the truth.

"Now that you recognize him, he’s all yours to deal with, I’ll wait for you," Lin Hao said.

"Yes, Master."

Gu Tielang responded, then turned around, finally straightening his back.

With an indifferent expression, he took step by step towards Wu Jinghua.

In the arena, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, the focus of every person gathered on Gu Tielang.

Some people had already secretly sounded the alarm.

Others were secretly informing the Wu Family.

"Halt!"

Suddenly, two of Wu Jinghua’s bodyguards appeared, blocking Gu Tielang’s path.

"Snap!"

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"Slap!"

Gu Tielang didn’t say a word and swung two slaps across their faces.

The two bodyguards had blood gushing from their noses and were about to fight back when Wu Jinghua roared, "Everybody stop!"

The two paused, then silently stepped back, standing in front of Wu Jinghua, knowing that with their capabilities, they were no match for Gu Tielang’s abuse.

"What, what do you want to do!" Wu Tao asked fearfully beside Wu Jinghua.

Sadly, his words were outright ignored by Gu Tielang.

"Gu Tielang, do you want to kill me?" Wu Jinghua’s face turned pale, looking very unsightly. "You should know that if I die, you won’t be able to leave this place either."

"Do you think I wouldn’t dare to kill you?" Gu Tielang’s words were ice-cold, his gaze as frigid as millennia-old ice.

Unconsciously, Wu Jinghua shivered, his lips quivered, but in the end, he dared not say another word.

He realized that Gu Tielang truly dared to kill him.

It was no joke.

Continuing to speak might just be seeking death.

"Killing you would be boring, but... to strike against my master, you are not qualified. Since you’ve offended my master, you must go and apologize."

Gu Tielang spoke without a hint of fluctuation: "Just like those people you challenged in the past, you made them kneel. So today, you too shall kneel."

"Kneel and apologize to the master."

"You..." Wu Jinghua trembled, but he couldn’t muster any courage to resist.

He knew, if he didn’t go, death was the only alternative.

Death is something everyone fears.

Wu Jinghua was scared too.

As the Family Head of the Wu Family, surrounded by wealth and glory, he hadn’t enjoyed it for many years, and no one would want to die like this.

Even if after his death, Gu Tielang followed him in death, Wu Jinghua did not wish for it.

"Fine, I’ll apologize!" The moment Wu Jinghua spoke those words, he seemed to have aged considerably, his face turning deathly pale.

Thereafter, under the incredulous gaze of thousands,

Step by step, he walked up to Lin Hao.

He gave Lin Hao a deep look.

Then—

Thud!

He knelt down.

The Wu Family Head, Wu Jinghua, was kneeling at this moment!

With the old man kneeling, how could Wu Tao dare to remain standing? He knelt down too.

Father and son, both kneeling before Lin Hao.

Lin Hao didn’t speak; he never enjoyed conversing with ants, calmly observing everything unfolding before him.

"Mr. Lin, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have attacked you, and my son should not have offended you. Please forgive us."

The address changed from ’boy’ to ’mister’, marking a drastic shift in Wu Jinghua’s mentality.

He realized that Lin Hao was someone he couldn’t afford to provoke.

"Mr. Lin, please forgive us." After a long silence from Lin Hao, Wu Jinghua continued to apologize.

From all directions, whether students, teachers, or parents, everyone was astoundingly in disbelief.

No one expected an enrollment contest to turn out this way.

Seeing that Lin Hao still had no intention of speaking, Zhou Hongwei quickly stepped forward, "Lin Hao, Mr. Wu has already apologized, why don’t you say something?"

Lin Hao had a rather good impression of Zhou Hongwei, who had worked exhaustingly for the school, Binhai University.

"Alright, let’s do as the president suggests," Lin Hao replied softly.

Zhou Hongwei sighed in relief, hurriedly helping Wu Jinghua up, "Mr. Wu, Wu Tao, get up now, let this matter come to an end."

"Thank you, thank you..." Wu Jinghua’s lips were dry, his emotions complex.

"Hey, we’re all old friends, no need for this." Zhou Hongwei sighed, feeling sympathy for Wu Jinghua’s situation today.

But this was a personal grievance between the two men, and it wasn’t right for him to intervene.

Moreover, it wasn’t his place to intervene.

The vice-chancellor and director of Binhai University hadn’t said a word up until now, and as an old hand, Zhou Hongwei knew that he shouldn’t say too much about this matter.

"Let’s leave it at that, Mr. Wu, you should go back and rest well," Zhou Hongwei comforted, "Don’t think too much about it."

"Who said it’s over? I haven’t agreed yet." Just as Zhou Hongwei’s voice died down, all of a sudden, a series of car horns sounded from outside the school.

Shortly after, a row of imposing Mercedes-Benz cars stopped one after the other.

The doors of the Mercedes-Benz were opened, and twenty or thirty men in suits stepped out of the black cars.

Two of them walked to the central Mercedes-Benz, bowed respectfully, and opened the car door.

From the car, a man in his sixties wearing a white martial arts uniform stepped out.

Following him, another middle-aged man got out of the car from the other side, respectfully walking in front of the elderly man.

The one speaking was this elderly man.

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