Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist

Chapter 104: Chapter 10: A Youth’s Joy Lies in the Future_3

The eldest lady was dissatisfied and was about to retort, but Lin Chaoyang didn’t give her the chance: ”If you think I’m in the wrong as your father-in-law, you can leave the Lin Family.”

Leave the Lin Family?

The eldest lady quickly shook her head. Although Lin Chen had conflicts with their family and didn’t recognize his grandfather, this was only known within the village. The village chief had long instructed the villagers not to broadcast it outside.

Her son hadn’t achieved much in martial arts, so she lacked confidence when she returned to her maiden home. But ever since Lin Chen joined the martial hall, her relatives there had warmed up to her, and even the village chief was polite when he met her upon her return to the village.

”When the village chief comes back, let him know that I invite him over tonight.”

Lin Chaoyang instructed the second lady, who nodded in agreement. She had already completed the village chief’s task and didn’t want to stay any longer; she wanted to join the excitement at the ancestral hall.

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At dusk, Linhu Village was bustling with activity.

After Lin Chen finished the ancestral rites, there was nothing left for him to do as the villagers were busy preparing the banquet.

Meat was bought from the town, while some villagers took fishing nets to catch fish from the lake. Vegetables were abundant in the fields during this season, and each family picking some was enough.

In a rural banquet, exquisite dishes weren’t emphasized; quantity and being filling were the main aspects, as long as there was some meat.

”Lin Chen, your junior disciples are here!”

As the banquet was about to start, a villager shouted loudly, and Lin Chen saw Lu Yongfeng, Zhao Jingchuan, and Cheng Ying entering the village.

The three had returned from the martial hall, agreed to come together, and took a boat to get there.

”Senior Brother Lin, this time you’ve really made a splash.”

”Senior Brother Lin, you wouldn’t believe it, but your deeds are being talked about like crazy in the Eight Great Martial Arts Halls, and even those senior brothers of a higher tier can’t sit still.”

Zhao Jingchuan and Cheng Ying spoke cheerfully, while Lu Yongfeng remained a bit silent.

”Junior Brother Lu, what’s on your mind?” Lin Chen asked curiously when he saw Lu Yongfeng’s silence.

”Senior Brother Lin, back at the martial hall, you mentioned that the opponent’s strength was not below yours. Was that true or false?”

Lin Chen: ...

Zhao Jingchuan smiled slightly and interrupted, ”On the way here, Junior Brother Lu, Junior Brother Cheng, and I discussed whether, Senior Brother Lin, you were being overly modest when you said that back then?”

”It wasn’t modesty. At that time, my strength wasn’t at the current level. I must also thank the three of you for your help. Without the silver coins you lent me, it would have been difficult to achieve what I have now.”

As he spoke, Lin Chen took out a silver ticket from his bosom.

”Senior Brother Lin, consider this money as our gift for coming uninvited to drink,” Zhao Jingchuan declined.

Lin Chen’s expression turned serious, and he said earnestly, ”I am very glad for the three of you to come, but this money must be accepted. If it’s not, others would think Lin Chen is greedy for silver coins. Surely, you three don’t want to put me in the position of a greedy person?”

The three exchanged glances. They had agreed on their way here that the money Lin Chen borrowed would be considered a gift for the gathering and that it wouldn’t need to be returned. They hadn’t considered this angle.

”Senior Brother Lin is right; we should accept it,” Lu Yongfeng responded first, accepting the money, followed closely by Zhao Jingchuan and Cheng Ying.

Seeing the three accept the money, Lin Chen’s face broke into a smile again.

Did he lack money?

Yes!

But a gentleman loves wealth and acquires it rightfully.

”Junior Brothers, you must drink more today. I’d like to introduce a guest to you.”

Lin Xiuyong, seeing Lin Chen approaching with Zhao Jingchuan and the others while chatting with villagers, quickly hurried over.

”Brother Lin, these are three of my junior disciples from the martial hall. They are currently martial hall students as well.”

He knew well that those who could be called brothers and sisters with Young Master Lin were likely martial artists of the Opening the Acupoints level, while he, as a Black Constable, didn’t quite measure up.

Soon, the banquet began, and Lin Chen, along with the five and the two martial artists from Linhu Village, sat at a table.

Drinks flowed freely, and after several rounds.

Everyone was having a great time.

The banquet ended as the sky darkened.

Lin Chen returned home but did not immediately rest; instead, he continued practicing martial arts in the courtyard.

The Clear Wind Palm had reached perfection, but the Water Cloud Palm had not yet achieved great success. The path of martial arts is long and cannot be neglected due to temporary achievements.