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Ding Yan stood in a daze, staring at Jiang Chen.
"Mr. Jiang, Ye Ming said you are a celestial being. Are you really a celestial being?" Ding Yan suddenly asked.
"Do you know what you admire about me?" Jiang Chen replied.
Ding Yan shook her head.
"Killers are mostly silent and shouldn't be too curious. The doubts in your heart will be resolved in the future. For now, bury your questions deep inside," Jiang Chen said. "And from now on, don't call me Mr. Jiang; just call me Young Master."
"Alright, Young Master. Since you want me to follow you, can I become your disciple?" Ding Yan asked.
"We'll talk about accepting disciples later. After this trip to Hong Kong Island, you will return to Shanghai Quiet Villa and follow Chen Zhi and Ming'er to learn the ways of cultivation. In the future, as a killer, you won't rely on your gun, your beauty, or even your intellect."
Jiang Chen paused, looking at Ding Yan with a serious expression before continuing, "Instead, you'll rely on your strength. As long as you possess absolute strength, you'll be able to crush any opponent."
Ding Yan was taken aback; she had no deep understanding of the strength Jiang Chen spoke of. She secretly thought that even if she could cultivate to the level of Chen Zhi and Ye Ming and unleash energy to kill from a distance, honestly, that energy was not as powerful as some firearms and certainly not as effective as her beauty.
It was understandable that she didn't grasp Jiang Chen's meaning; how could an ordinary person's perspective compare to his? The absolute strength he referred to was the kind that could shake the heavens—a single punch capable of destroying planets, a single rage that could tremble galaxies.
"Alright, you've had enough to drink. Go back to your room and rest," Jiang Chen said.
"Young Master, thank you for today. You helped me find my mother; I will never forget this kindness for the rest of my life," Ding Yan expressed gratefully.
"Go back now," Jiang Chen smiled lightly, indifferent to her gratitude. He didn't need her thanks; he only required Ding Yan to obey him in the future.
As a killer, Ding Yan was cautious and sharp. After spending some time honing her skills under Jiang Chen's guidance, once her strength became formidable enough, she would have other uses.
Just as Ding Yan was about to get up and return, there was a loud knock at the door.
"It seems some people are eager to seek their own demise," Jiang Chen said with a faint smile. "Ding Yan, go open the door."
Ding Yan had no doubts about Jiang Chen's strength now; even if he wasn't a celestial being, he was undoubtedly a top-tier expert.
When the door opened, Zhao Hun entered with a middle-aged man and over ten bodyguards. Upon seeing Ding Yan and Zhao Hun's group, they rushed in.
With Zhao Hun's status, finding out Jiang Chen and Ding Yan's whereabouts was naturally easy.
"Heh, you all seem quite wealthy; you're even staying in a presidential suite," Zhao Hun remarked as he surveyed the room with a cold smile.
"What do you want? Get out of here quickly before I have to take action," Ding Yan shouted angrily.
"Heh, I know you have some skills, but unfortunately, this time you can't act recklessly. This is Master Wu; he's a martial arts expert. Your level of strength is nothing compared to Master Wu," Zhao Hun said arrogantly while pointing at the middle-aged man beside him.
Master Wu glanced at Ding Yan and then said to Zhao Hun, “President Zhao, you called me here late at night just to deal with a woman? You really think too highly of her.”
Master Wu was quite dismissive, not taking Ding Yan seriously at all.
“Master Wu, don’t underestimate her just because she’s a woman. She has some skills, and I had no choice but to ask for your help,” Zhao Hun replied.
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