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"Thank you, Mr. Jiang," the two men in black said gratefully.
"No need to thank me; this is what you deserve. By the way, you mentioned that there will be a martial arts conference hosted by the Hidden Sect in March. Could you tell me more about it?" Jiang Chen replied calmly.
"Mr. Jiang, are you planning to attend?" the tall, slender man in black asked with a somewhat complicated expression. However, Jiang Chen did not respond, so he returned to the main topic and succinctly explained the details of the martial arts conference.
The Hidden Sect's martial arts conference is more akin to an exchange meeting, not only for martial arts but also for the exchange of items, techniques, and elixirs. Due to the unique nature of the Hidden Sect, organizing such a conference is quite challenging. Even during regular times, it is usually on a small scale. However, this decadal martial arts conference sees participation from all Hidden Sects and families, with leaders from various Hidden Sects also in attendance.
"Alright, I understand now. You may leave," Jiang Chen nodded and said.
"Uh, okay." The two men in black did not dare to linger. Although Mr. Jiang appeared quite amiable at that moment, who knew when he might "lose his humanity and unleash a massacre"? It was better to keep their distance.
The two men hurriedly left without even taking the snake gallbladder, fangs, or blood from the giant python.
Jiang Chen had no interest in these two men anymore and couldn't be bothered to ask for their names or backgrounds. After they left, he glanced at the giant python and shook his head. While the snake gallbladder, fangs, and blood had some use, they held little interest for him.
Jiang Chen looked at Li Fuxiu and smiled. "Director Li, this giant python probably won't become a nationally protected species anymore, but it can be used for research. Please take care of it later."
Li Fuxiu nodded eagerly, feeling astonished. He never expected that the esteemed Mr. Jiang mentioned by Old Peng was actually this young man. He couldn't help but glance at Jiang Shi.
"Jiang Shi, your daughter is impressive; she actually knows someone like him?"
At that moment, Jiang Shi felt as if he were in a stormy sea, turbulent waves crashing within him. He could hardly believe that Jiang Chen was indeed the mysterious Mr. Jiang. How could this be possible? Wasn't Jiang Chen just a classmate of his daughter from middle school?
Jiang Shi felt as though his worldview was collapsing. Earlier that afternoon at the dinner table, when he heard Old Peng speak of that master, he had marveled at how divine that person seemed and fantasized about meeting him to witness his grandeur—never realizing that the master had been right beside him all along while he held deep prejudices against him.
How embarrassing!
Meanwhile, Peng Shishan's eyes widened in astonishment; this was Mr. Jiang—the prominent figure whom his family revered greatly.
"Mr. Jiang, my ancestor often speaks highly of you! I wonder when you might have time to visit our Peng Family," Peng Shishan said with a trembling voice as he tried to suppress his excitement.
"In March, I will attend the Hidden Sect's martial arts conference alongside your ancestor. Just let him know to wait for me," Jiang Chen replied.
"Understood! I will make sure to convey that," Peng Shishan respectfully responded, feeling exhilarated. This year, as a son-in-law of the family, he had every reason to return to Songnan with Mr. Jiang's words backing him up—let's see who would dare speak ill of him then.
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