Within the structure of the Pingluan Army, the position of Chief Instructor was indeed not low.
However, this position held no real power.
In Hua Shixin's eyes, Qin Han Chu's cultivation realm was at most eighth grade.
Compared to his own father, what was Qin Han Chu?
Furthermore, his father was the Chief Instructor of the Pingluan Army.
It was precisely because of this that Hua Shixin dared to approach Lin Ying in front of Qin Han Chu.
Previously, Hua Shixin had intended to feign being a gentleman.
Now, facing Qin Han Chu's threat, Hua Shixin simply laid his cards on the table.
Qin Han Chu chuckled, "Is this your confidence?"
"And if it is?" Hua Shixin replied.
"Then let your father come find me." As his voice fell, Qin Han Chu suddenly slapped Hua Shixin across the face.
Although Hua Shixin was also a martial artist, Qin Han Chu's attack was too fast for him to dodge.
With a crisp sound, Hua Shixin stumbled, nearly falling to the ground.
"You dare..."
Before Hua Shixin could finish his sentence, Qin Han Chu interrupted, "I've already hit you, do you think I wouldn't dare to hit you again?"
"You!" Hua Shixin, despite his anger, dared not retaliate.
Although he was a senior in his third year, his martial arts cultivation was only sixth grade.
Against Qin Han Chu, he was no match.
"Isn't your father a ninth-grade master? Let him come for revenge, I'll wait for him!" With that, Qin Han Chu walked away, ignoring Hua Shixin.
"Goodbye, senior brother." Xin Xin said to Hua Shixin with a smile.
"My fiancé is very strong, senior brother would be better off not provoking him," Lin Ying said with a smile, holding Jin Hailu's hand as they left.
Hua Shixin clenched his fists in anger. Being slapped in public, how could he swallow this insult.
"Qin Han Chu, you were so cool just now. If someone bothers me in the future, can you help me drive them away?" Xin Xin followed Qin Han Chu, saying with a smile.
Qin Han Chu replied with a smile, "Bother you? Who would be so blind?"
"What do you mean? Although I'm not a goddess, I'm still a beauty," Xin Xin said, puffing out her chest.
"Alright, you're a beauty," Qin Han Chu said casually.
Although Xin Xin knew Qin Han Chu was joking, it still angered her. She turned to Lin Ying and Jin Hailu, "Your fiancés are bullying me, aren't you going to do something about it?"
"We can't beat him, how can we do anything?" Lin Ying said with a smile.
"You've changed, you're abandoning your best friend for a man," Xin Xin said dejectedly.
As the four chatted, a Rolls-Royce stopped by the roadside.
The car door opened, and a woman in a professional skirt suit walked out.
This woman had a voluptuous figure, wore black-rimmed glasses, and exuded a strong mature aura.
"Hello, Mr. Qin." The woman approached Qin Han Chu and spoke very politely.
"Who are you?" Qin Han Chu asked.
"Our master wishes to invite you for tea, do you have time?"
"Shouldn't you state your identity?" Jin Hailu interjected.
The woman apologized slightly, "I'm sorry, I cannot reveal it at the moment."
"I'll go, you guys continue shopping," Qin Han Chu said.
"Be careful," Jin Hailu advised.
Qin Han Chu nodded and then got into the Rolls-Royce with the beautiful woman.
Watching the Rolls-Royce drive away, Xin Xin smiled and said, "That woman just now was so charming. This young boy, Qin Han Chu, will he be taken advantage of?"
"What are you always thinking about?" Lin Ying said, exasperated.
...
Led by the mature and beautiful woman, Qin Han Chu arrived at the presidential suite of the Hua Ting Hotel.
Upon entering the room, he saw an old man brewing tea.
Seeing Qin Han Chu enter, the old man smiled and said, "Forgive my lack of welcome, please sit."
Qin Han Chu made himself comfortable and sat opposite the old man with a smile.
The old man smiled, poured Qin Han Chu a cup of tea, and presented it to him.
Qin Han Chu tapped the tea table three times with his fingers as a sign of thanks.
This action, however, caused the old man some displeasure.
Tapping the table with two fingers was a gesture of courtesy between peers.
Qin Han Chu was aware of these customs; his action was deliberate.
By age, the old man was clearly his elder.
But in terms of strength, Qin Han Chu's gesture of treating him as an equal was already quite gracious.
"Mr. Long, are you looking for me regarding Long Yueguang's matter?" Although the mature woman had not revealed the old man's identity, Qin Han Chu had already guessed it.
It was precisely because he had guessed the old man's intention that Qin Han Chu had not shown the courtesy due to an elder.
Hearing this, the old man looked at the mature woman in surprise.
She shook her head, indicating that she had not mentioned his identity to Qin Han Chu.
"How did you know my surname is Long, young friend?" the old man asked.
"Apart from Long Yueguang, I have no dealings with other Hong Kong people." Qin Han Chu glanced at the mature woman and said calmly, "Although her Mandarin is very standard, there is still a slight Hong Kong accent."
"I didn't expect you to be so observant, young friend," the old man said with a smile, pouring himself a cup of tea.
Qin Han Chu took a sip of the tea and smiled, "The water from Zhongleng Spring, you certainly know how to enjoy yourself, old sir."
Hearing this, the old man was astonished, "You understand tea, young friend? How do you know this is water from Zhongleng Spring?"
"After drinking enough, one can naturally distinguish it."
Hu Qingshan was very fond of the tea ceremony, and as Hu Qingshan's disciple, Qin Han Chu had naturally been influenced by him.
Da Yan Country had many famous springs, each with its own unique water characteristics.
The tea brewed with water from these famous springs also had subtle differences.
Zhongleng Spring, located in Runzhou, was renowned as the finest spring in the land. It required a private jet to transport the water to ensure its quality.
Only true magnates could afford such luxury.
"How is my tea?" the old man asked, amazed.
"The tea is good, but the brewing technique is a bit crude," Qin Han Chu said without reservation.
The old man looked somewhat embarrassed. "In that case, you also understand the tea ceremony, young friend?"
Qin Han Chu remained silent. He directly picked up the tea set and began operating it with practiced skill.
Before long, a pot of tea was brewed.
Qin Han Chu first poured a cup for the old man, then poured one for himself.
Setting down the teapot, Qin Han Chu made a gesture of invitation.
The old man picked up the teacup and took a careful sip.
"Impressive, truly worthy of being the disciple of Divine Physician Hu," the old man praised.
Qin Han Chu was not surprised; his status as Hu Qingshan's disciple was no secret.
"We've had our tea, let's discuss the main business," Qin Han Chu said, putting down his cup and asking, "Mr. Long, you want revenge?"
"Since young friend is a disciple of Divine Physician Hu, you should be able to heal Long Yueguang's palm, correct?"
Qin Han Chu nodded, "Naturally."
"Long Yueguang spoke disrespectfully, and it was right for you to punish him."
"He has learned his lesson during these past few days. I ask that you heal his palm for my sake."
The old man said amiably.
"Adults must always take responsibility for their actions," Qin Han Chu said calmly, looking at the old man. "What do you intend to do if I refuse to treat him, Mr. Long?"