During Chen Feng's absence, he had entrusted the martial arts hall to Wang Hao to manage on his behalf. After all, the senior members of the hall were mostly relatives and friends of the Wang family. Having Wang Hao in charge made communication smoother. However, this decision earned Wang Hao another scolding.
"Haozi, don't go too far."
"As soon as Chen Feng left, how did the Tianxuan Martial Arts Hall become yours?"
"People outside are now saying the Tianxuan Martial Arts Hall is under the Wang family's banner."
"I don't even know how to explain it to others."
Wang Hao felt utterly wronged.
"I'm just managing it temporarily, usually just signing a few documents."
"I really haven't done anything!"
But soon, Wang Hao realized a serious problem.
"Uncle, why do I feel like you always assume the worst about everything I do?"
"In your mind, is your nephew really such a scoundrel?"
Wang Fa snorted with disdain.
"Enough, stop pretending in front of me. In the future, don't you dare tell anyone I'm your uncle."
Wang Hao was completely speechless.
Upon his return, Chen Feng directly sold the dinosaur to Wang Hao.
Aside from the Vermilion Fruit, he also sold several other valuable medicinal herbs to Wang Hao.
The total value exceeded 1.4 billion.
This time, Wang Hao took personal charge and decided to give his brother a "reverse round-up" on the price.
The deal was settled at 1.5 billion.
"Hao-ge, this is really too much. I'm embarrassed."
Chen Feng felt somewhat awkward.
The entire martial arts hall was being held together by this guy.
Selling him some items and still making a profit off him felt really inappropriate.
Wang Hao patted Chen Feng's shoulder heartily.
"Brother, say no more."
"This time, I absolutely won't let you take a loss."
This time, Wang Hao was more careful.
He had the appraiser quote the highest price directly.
1.3 billion was reported as 1.4 billion, and then rounded up to 1.5 billion.
Wang Hao was determined to make up for the advantages he had previously taken from Chen Feng.
He signed the papers and transferred the money on the spot, quick and decisive.
However, upon returning to his family estate, Wang Hao was dumbfounded.
He saw his uncle, Wang Fa, and his father, Wang De, both waiting for him at the family gate.
His father, in particular, wore a furious expression.
Seeing him, his father laughed in extreme anger.
"Good, good, good! Truly my son, your heart is black enough."
"Our Wang family ancestors' graves must be spewing black smoke."
Wang Hao was bewildered.
"What did I do now?"
Wang Fa scolded from the side:
"Acting! You're still putting on an act for me, aren't you!"
"Dinosaur and rare treasures worth over 1.4 billion, and you swindled them back for a mere 150 million."
"Making a profit of 1.3 billion in one go, you really have some fine methods!"
150 million?
Wang Hao was shocked.
It was clearly 1.5 billion, how did it become 150 million?
A terrible suspicion suddenly arose in his mind.
He hurriedly pulled out the transaction contract and counted the zeros on it.
"Damn it!"
"What the hell! There's a zero missing!"
"Who the hell drafted this contract!"
"Assistant! Get out here!"
Wang Fa shook his head and said with a sigh:
"Even at a time like this, this kid is still pretending, really treating us like fools."
"I can't bear to watch anymore."
"Big brother, he's your son. You deal with him."
Wang De glared furiously at Wang Hao.
"Calling him brother every day, yet playing such tricks behind his back."
"How did the Wang family produce something as sinister and vicious as you?"
Wang Hao felt like crying but had no tears.
"Dad, you have to believe me, this really isn't my fault."
"I didn't draft this contract either."
Wang De stepped forward, grabbed his son by the collar, and hoisted him up.
"It's been a long time since I tested your martial arts progress."
"Today, we'll have a good practice session."
Then he said to Wang Fa:
"Immediately make up the shortfall to Chen Feng and apologize on my behalf."
Wang Fa nodded, first arranging for someone to contact the bank for the transfer, then called Chen Feng to apologize.
The Wang family training ground.
Wang Hao's agonized cries were incessant.
"I'm wronged!"
"Who on earth printed the transaction contract?!"
Elsewhere.
Chen Feng only realized the money was short after receiving Wang Fa's call.
He hadn't paid attention to these details.
It was upon answering Wang Fa's call that he understood what had happened.
He retrieved the transaction contract he had thrown in the trash.
Looking at that long string of zeros, he carefully counted them.
There really was one missing.
"With so many zeros, missing one is easy to do."
"It's not a big deal anyway. I have complete trust in Brother Hao."
Even the scheming Wang Fa on the other end of the line couldn't help but feel a pang of shame.
Swindled out of over a billion, and still so trusting of his nephew.
He wondered just how much brainwashing his nephew had done on this kid.
Soon, the Wang family transferred another 1.4 billion to Chen Feng.
In this back-and-forth, Chen Feng ended up making an extra 50 million.
This left Chen Feng feeling quite embarrassed.
He hadn't checked the amount carefully during the transaction, yet they apologized and compensated him.
He genuinely felt a bit bad about it.
He thought to himself that next time he sold a dinosaur, he'd definitely give Wang Hao a discount.
...
There was less than a month left before the National Tournament began.
Chen Feng spent every day training with Liu Weiwei.
With his state of Harmony with Nature, combined with Liu Weiwei's 100% compatibility,
finally, one week before the tournament,
Liu Weiwei's comprehension of the Crippled Leg technique also reached the Mastery level.
This left the group of Martial Saints secretly observing Chen Feng utterly astounded, their jaws practically on the floor.
"This kid's realm is somewhat terrifying. I feel it might be Harmony with Nature."
"That damned Li Kong, why didn't he report such an important figure sooner."
"He's not only a freak himself, but he even taught his disciple to the Mastery level."
"And it's not just this disciple; his senior disciple is also monstrous. Her palm technique is at least at the Pinnacle level."
"I have a great-granddaughter who would be a perfect match for this kid."
...
Seeing everyone's shock, Li Kong felt a sense of pride.
After all, he was the first to discover this prodigy, Chen Feng.
National Tournament.
Everyone gathered in the Sacred Capital.
However, the eleven Martial Saints didn't make the trip.
They all remained in Kunlun City.
They understood perfectly well that as long as the old monster of the Wei family was in the Sacred Capital,
Zhang Bowen would never dare to make a move there.
Moreover, the Dugu family's Sword Demon was also stationed in the Sacred Capital.
Chen Feng's safety on this trip was absolutely guaranteed.
This was Chen Feng's first time coming to the Sacred Capital for a competition.
As soon as he arrived, he saw Wang Hao personally there to greet him.
But upon seeing Wang Hao's appearance, he couldn't help but ask:
"Brother Hao, why does your face look a bit... swollen?"
Wang Hao gave an awkward smile and said:
"I've put on some weight."
Put on weight on just one side?
Seeing that Wang Hao seemed reluctant to explain, Chen Feng didn't press further.
The hotel had been arranged in advance.
Four rooms in total.
One for each of Chen Feng and his three disciples.
This left Jin Youxi very dissatisfied.
"This Uncle Wang Hao really doesn't know how to do things!"
And right across from Chen Feng and his disciples' rooms lived an old man.
The Martial Saint from the Dugu family.
The Dugu Sword Demon stared in the direction of Zhao Bing's room, nodding slightly to himself.
"What formidable sword intent. No wonder everyone in the family wants you to marry into our clan."
"To possess such profound sword intent at such a young age. Your future accomplishments will be boundless."
"A pity, however, that you do not practice the sword arts of my Dugu family lineage.
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