"I heard what you said, Park Tae-woo," Cheng Xiao-fan nodded and smiled, "Yes, old man, how do you feel now?"
"I feel much better," Park Tae-woo immediately said, "If I could have a cigarette, it would be even better!"
This is a typical old chain-smoker! Cheng Xiao-fan immediately took out a cigarette and handed it to Park Tae-woo, lighting it for him. Park Tae-woo took a deep puff, swirled it in his mouth for a couple of rounds, and then slowly exhaled. He sighed, "This is the best cigarette I've ever smoked in my life." "One puff of smoke fills my mouth and invigorates my entire body!" "Mr. Cheng, where did you get such good cigarettes?"
Cheng Xiao-fan smiled and said, "Actually, these cigarettes are very common; you can find them everywhere in the market." "I just filtered them with spiritual energy," "making the cigarettes not only incredibly fragrant but also very helpful in improving bodily functions." He took out two cartons of cigarettes from his backpack and handed them to Park Tae-woo, "Old man, these are for you. Please enjoy them slowly!"
"Thank you, Mr. Cheng!" Park Tae-woo took the cigarettes and his nose twitched, tears streaming down his face. He let out a long sigh and said, "Alas, no matter how good these cigarettes are, they cannot mend the pain in my heart!" "Starting tomorrow, I will be leading all the men, women, and children of our clan away from here." "I don't know where we will end up or where we will settle down!"
Cheng Xiao-fan smiled slightly, "Old man, you don't need to worry." "I will acquire this villa complex. No one will be able to drive you away."
Park Tae-woo shook his head, "Mr. Cheng, you don't know, but someone has long wanted to seize this area." "And that person is the current President's brother-in-law. He's not someone you can afford to offend, Mr. Cheng!"
Cheng Xiao-fan heard this and burst into laughter, "Isn't he just a minor martial artist?" "If I want to take over this villa complex, he won't be able to have any greedy thoughts!" "Old man, you don't need to worry about this matter!"
Park Soo-hye also chimed in, "Grandpa, if Mr. Cheng says he can take over this villa complex, he will definitely find a way." "You can rest assured and stay here!"
As the saying goes, older ginger is spicier. Park Tae-woo was an experienced man. He could see that his granddaughter and Cheng Xiao-fan had already gotten close. Among the Park clan, Park Tae-woo favored his granddaughter the most. If it was a man his granddaughter liked, he would never object. Moreover, in his opinion, Cheng Xiao-fan's trip to South Korea to expose the fake was entirely a good thing for the entire Park family. If Cheng Xiao-fan had not intervened, the consequences of the so-called Park divine medicine being pushed to the market would have been unimaginable.
Although Park Tae-woo held no hope of Cheng Xiao-fan acquiring the villa complex, he still said with a beaming smile, "Good, good, good. Soo-hye, after hearing what you and Mr. Cheng said, I feel relieved." "It's almost noon, prepare some food and drinks. I want to have a couple of drinks with Mr. Cheng!"
Park Soo-hye smiled, "Grandpa, your body has just recovered, you can't drink alcohol!"
Park Tae-woo laughed, "Soo-hye, I feel that my body has not only fully recovered but I also feel like I've become a few years younger. It's fine."
Cheng Xiao-fan chuckled, "Miss Park, the old man's recovery is good. A little drink will be beneficial, not harmful."
Park Soo-hye smiled, "Alright, I'll immediately tell someone to prepare the food and drinks!"
The people kneeling in the courtyard, upon hearing that Park Tae-woo had been cured by Cheng Xiao-fan and was in good health, all cheered with joy.
"This Mr. Cheng is too amazing!" "He's only been here for a while and he's already cured the old man!" "I heard the old man is even asking for drinks!" "And another piece of good news, Mr. Cheng just said he can acquire this villa complex, so we don't have to move tomorrow." "What, really?" "It's difficult, you know, the person who wants to seize this villa complex is the President's brother-in-law!" "Especially since this guy is usually overbearing and incredibly strong, not someone ordinary people can deal with!"
Thinking about being driven out of their homes tomorrow, the joyous atmosphere suddenly turned cold again. Regardless, the old man was saved by Mr. Cheng, and at least the Park clan still had a pillar of support. They would see how the old man arranged things then.
With everyone's help, a table full of delicious food and drinks was laid out. Cheng Xiao-fan was ushered to the main seat by Park Tae-woo. Just as everyone was about to eat, a servant of the Park family rushed in, gasping and shouting, "Bad news, Woo Hak-soo has brought more than ten people!" "He's shouting that he wants Mr. Cheng to duel him!"
Cheng Xiao-fan heard this and chuckled, "A creature that doesn't know its place, wants to duel me?" "What qualifications does he have to duel me?" He immediately stood up and said to the servant, "Lead me to meet this Woo Hak-soo!"
Park Tae-woo heard this and immediately ordered someone beside him, "You, gather the entire clan immediately. We'll all go and see." "We absolutely cannot let Woo Hak-soo harm our benefactor, Mr. Cheng!" The person immediately said, "Yes, old man, I'll go right away."
At the entrance of the Park ancestral temple, a large bronze bell hung. This bronze bell was similar to those used by rural production teams in China in the past. A rope was attached to the bottom of the bell, and by pulling the rope and shaking it a few times, a loud ringing sound would immediately be produced.
Dong!
Dong!
Dong!
As the person shook the rope, hundreds of people from the Park clan arrived. In front of the Park ancestral temple, there was a spacious square. When Cheng Xiao-fan arrived, Woo Hak-soo also happened to be there. This Woo Hak-soo looked to be in his late twenties, with a robust build, dressed in black casual wear, and wearing white-soled black yuanbao shoes. From his aura, his martial cultivation foundation was quite good. Following Woo Hak-soo were thirteen taibao-like figures, all in their twenties, with slicked-back hair and powdered faces, all martial cultivators.
"Who is Cheng Xiao-fan, step forward!" Woo Hak-soo glared with fierce eyebrows, his tone extremely arrogant as he yelled. Cheng Xiao-fan walked forward with his hands in his pockets, swaying slightly. He said with a smile, "Woo Hak-soo, is it? I am Cheng Xiao-fan!"
Woo Hak-soo looked Cheng Xiao-fan up and down, his face contorted, and he roared, "Cheng Xiao-fan, I heard you want to compete with me for this villa complex?" Cheng Xiao-fan raised his chin and smiled, "That's right. What about it? You're not convinced?"
Woo Hak-soo angrily said, "Kid, do you know who I am?" Cheng Xiao-fan chuckled, "I know. Aren't you the President's brother-in-law?" "I also heard you are a martial cultivator and win championships in martial arts competitions every year!"