Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist

Chapter 341: Chapter 107: A Jiang Family Daughter Comes of Age

In the courtyard!

Jiang Duanchao was filled with murderous intent. What do you mean, your daughter and Lin Chen have a decent relationship...

What kind of relationship could his daughter have with Lin Chen? Didn’t she just stay at Jingshui Martial Arts Hall for three months?

To put it simply, they’re mere acquaintances!

”Husband, why are you so angry?”

Zhuang Min was very curious about the message delivered by the bird that made her husband so angry. What was written in it?

Over the past few years, her husband’s Qi Cultivation had improved significantly, and he rarely got this upset.

”Wife, take a look.”

”Alright.”

Taking the letter from her husband’s hand, Zhuang Min glanced over it. After reading it, she raised her head in confusion and asked, ”There’s nothing wrong with what Senior Chen is asking for in the letter, is there?”

According to the letter from Senior Chen, he had learned that their daughter and Lin Chen were acquainted, and he was worried that Lin Chen might be poached by other martial academies. He wanted their daughter to talk to Lin Chen.

More than Senior Chen’s request, she was curious about what Lin Chen had done to make Canglan Martial Arts Academy so interested, fearing that Lin Chen might be taken away by another martial academy.

Once named on Martial Arts Mountain?

Model student of Jiangnan Dao?

She knew about these two things because when their daughter returned home, she brought back a document from the Military Affairs Hall, which was placed in a prominent spot at home, making it hard not to notice.

”Is there anything wrong with this? Master Chen is just, just letting Qing’Er go to Lin Chen and...”

Jiang Duanchao couldn’t continue. A man understands a man best. How could he not understand what Master Chen was insinuating?

He just wanted their daughter to use her charm to entice Lin Chen into the Canglan Martial Arts Academy. What did he take their daughter for!

Zhuang Min’s delicate face turned cold: ”Jiang Duanchao, what are you thinking? Master Chen just asked our daughter to say a few good things about Canglan Martial Arts Academy. How did it turn into something so sordid with you?”

”It’s not that I’m sordid. It’s just that I understand men too well, wife. Let me tell you...”

”Don’t tell me!”

Zhuang Min immediately interrupted, though she internally added, ”Go talk to your precious daughter.”

Your precious daughter has already had certain thoughts. Do you really think she was bored and brought those documents about Lin Chen home just because? Isn’t it just to let us as her parents see how outstanding Lin Chen is?

Girls are hard to keep once they’re grown, and you, as her father, just haven’t noticed yet.

”So, are you planning to refuse Master Chen?”

”Refuse Master Chen... Of course not.”

Jiang Duanchao shook his head. Back in the day, Master Chen had been very caring to him at the academy and could even be considered a teacher.

When a teacher asks for something, how can a disciple refuse?

”You don’t refuse, yet you’re getting angry here. Jiang Duanchao, are you actually displeased with me and taking this opportunity to vent your anger?”

”Wife, you’re misunderstanding. What I mean is, I’ll go to Linhu Village with our daughter.”

Seeing his wife getting angry, although he knew she was pretending, Jiang Duanchao quickly explained. He couldn’t let his wife find an excuse, or he’d have to take that dreaded whip medicine again.

”What? You’re so eager to leave me? You just came back a day ago, and you’re already thinking of leaving.”

”No, wife, you misunderstand. I have official business to attend to, as you can see from the letter. I also miss you.”

”Really?”

”Absolutely.”

”Alright, then I’ll have the housekeeper bring you the medicinal soup that the kitchen has prepared later.”

Jiang Duanchao: ...

So, can I not escape?

”Silly.”

Zhuang Min saw her husband in a daze, her almond-shaped eyes narrowing slightly, revealing charming features...

...

...

”Dad, Mom!”

A half-hour later, Jiang Qing entered the backyard, a rolled-up document at her waist, and called out loudly.

Seeing the backyard empty, Jiang Qing’s delicate face showed puzzlement. The housekeeper said Dad and Mom were in the backyard, so how come nobody was here?

”Qing’er, what do you need from Dad?”

After a few breaths, a voice came from inside the backyard archway, and a few breaths later, Jiang Duanchao walked out.

”Dad, where’s Mom?”

Seeing only her father and not her mother, Jiang Qing was curious, her eyes probing beyond the archway, only for Jiang Duanchao to block her view.

”Your mother is tending to the flowers in the backyard. She’ll be out shortly. What’s that you’re holding?”

”This is a document issued by the Military Affairs Department. I just picked it up while I was at Military Affairs Department.”

Hearing her father inquire about the document she was holding, Jiang Qing got distracted and opened the document: ”Dad, there’s great news for our Jiangnan Dao.”

”Is that so? Let me have a look.”

Jiang Duanchao reached out and took the document, glancing through it, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

”Named on Martial Arts Mountain three times and also defeated Pei Qingming?”

Being named on Martial Arts Mountain wasn’t surprising to Jiang Duanchao. Back then, he couldn’t leave his name on Martial Arts Mountain because his realm had improved too quickly. Otherwise, he believed it wouldn’t have been a problem; what surprised him was that Lin Chen actually defeated Pei Qingming.

Jiang Duanchao was well aware of Pei Qingming’s strength.

He was a few years older than Pei Qingming, considered of the same generation, and had exchanged blows with Pei Qingming before.

Not to exaggerate, among the young generation in Liang, only a handful could catch his attention, and Pei Qingming was one of them.

”Dad, you said in the past that in all of Liang, only a handful caught your attention. Was this Senior Pei really one of them?”

Jiang Qing looked up, her delicate face full of innocent inquiry as Jiang Duanchao’s mouth twitched slightly, about to answer when a voice from within the archway chimed in: ”Your dad not only paid attention to him, he held him in great esteem. Just don’t know if he ever regarded your dad in the same light.”