Campus Cultivation Master-Chapter 17 - 00: An Family’s Test

An Rongrong led Chu Feng to the medical room, and Chu Feng had originally thought that this medical room would be similar to the infirmary at school.

But not until he truly arrived did he realize that this was no ordinary medical room; it was more like a private hospital, equipped with all sorts of medical devices.

Looking at those diagnostic tools that one would only expect to see in major hospitals, Chu Feng felt that his previous notion of the wealthy was nothing more than a beggar’s understanding; this was what being truly rich looked like.

"Miss, hello."

The doctor, who had been waiting, hastily greeted An Rongrong when he saw her.

An Rongrong nodded and said, "He’s my classmate; he has an injury on his back. Please take care of it for him."

The doctor nodded and said, "Sir, please follow us to the treatment room inside so I can check the wound."

Chu Feng looked at An Rongrong and asked, "Aren’t you going to treat me yourself?"

Upon hearing Chu Feng’s words, An Rongrong’s cheeks turned a slight pink and she retorted lightly like a blooming peach, "Who said I was going to treat you? I said I’d bring you here for treatment. Hurry on to the back before you actually die of tetanus."

Chu Feng made a sour face and said, "Can’t you wish something good for me for a change, like wishing I grow even more handsome or something?"

"Giggle!" Chu Feng’s comment made An Rongrong burst into laughter before she said, "Unless you go to South Korea, you’re probably going to stay just the way you are for the rest of your life."

Chu Feng said sadly, "I always thought you were a kind-hearted, pure princess. I never realized your heart could be so wicked."

An Rongrong puffed her cheeks and said, "Are you asking for a beating again?"

After saying that, An Rongrong raised her fist, threatening Chu Feng.

The two bickered for a while before An Rongrong finally pushed Chu Feng into the treatment room behind them.

Following the doctor’s instructions, Chu Feng took off his shirt.

The doctor, observing the scars that had already begun to scab over, furrowed his brows slightly. The healing speed of Chu Feng’s wounds seemed to be much faster than that of ordinary people.

However, the doctor didn’t probe further and instead disinfected Chu Feng’s wound again. Then, following An Rongrong’s command, he gave Chu Feng a tetanus shot.

In reality, such a minor injury didn’t actually require a tetanus shot, but An Rongrong’s command was absolute, and they couldn’t disobey.

However, the injection really hurt, and Chu Feng grimaced in pain.

After all the fuss was over, An Rongrong looked Chu Feng over and said, "Dressed like that, you’d surely be kicked out as a beggar if you attended my grandfather’s birthday. Come with me; I’ll help you pick an outfit."

An Rongrong took Chu Feng to a clothing store within the An Family estate, where the designer meticulously selected a fitted suit for him.

Seeing Chu Feng dressed in a suit, An Rongrong nodded and said, "Who knew that with a little dressing up, you could actually look somewhat handsome?"

Chu Feng proudly said, "I’ve always been handsome."

An Rongrong rolled her eyes and said, "Compliment yourself and you get winded."

"Miss, the old master asks that you and this gentleman come to him," a servant said to Chu Feng just as he had finished changing clothes.

An Rongrong nodded and said, "I understand."

An Rongrong and Chu Feng returned to Old Master An’s room, where Chu Feng immediately noticed Xiao Fang’s wary gaze upon him.

Xiao Fang seemed still to harbor some hostility towards him, but more than that, there was an eager, challenging emotion.

"Grandfather," An Rongrong approached Old Master An and instantaneously reverted to her sweet, princess-like demeanor.

Old Master An truly adored An Rongrong, always displaying a kind and indulgent smile whenever he looked at her.

Xiao Fang looked at Chu Feng and said, "Mr. Chu, I have a favor to ask, and I hope you can agree?"

Chu Feng looked at Xiao Fang and replied indifferently, "Since it’s an awkward request, better not to mention it. Otherwise, if I refuse afterward, you’ll lose face."

"Uh!"

Xiao Fang was stunned by Chu Feng’s words.

According to the usual script, it shouldn’t be like this.

It should be Chu Feng saying, "Let’s hear it first." Why did he refuse directly?

After being taken aback for a while, Xiao Fang plainly said, "Mr. Chu, I want to challenge you."

An Rongrong heard Xiao Fang’s words, her face turned stern, and she said, "Xiao Fang, what are you doing? Chu Feng is my classmate, my friend, and my lifesaver, how can you be so rude."

Xiao Fang quickly bowed his head and said, "Miss, you know I was once a soldier. It’s not easy to find an opponent of equal skill, and I hope to fight Mr. Chu fairly, like a man."

After speaking, Xiao Fang also looked provocatively at Chu Feng.

This essentially elevated it to a question of manhood; Chu Feng couldn’t refuse to fight now.

Chu Feng nodded and said, "Alright, I accept your challenge. But let me say beforehand, I haven’t trained, and if I accidentally hit too hard, I definitely won’t take responsibility."

Just before leaving Chu Feng also added, "And I don’t have any money, so don’t expect any compensation from me."

Chu Feng’s shamelessness left Xiao Fang speechless, but since Chu Feng had accepted the challenge, Xiao Fang was full of fighting spirit and said, "Don’t worry, if I get hurt, it’s only because my skills aren’t polished enough."

An Rongrong looked at Chu Feng, stamped her foot hard, and said, "Chu Feng, have you lost your mind? Xiao Fang is a top retired special forces soldier, agreeing to compete with him is just asking for injury, isn’t it?"

Chu Feng said, "It’s escalated to whether I’m a man or not; if I don’t agree, wouldn’t that prove I’m not a man? I am a genuine tough guy."

Seeing that persuading Chu Feng was futile, An Rongrong could only turn to her grandfather and said, "Grandfather, please order Xiao Fang not to compete with Chu Feng."

Old Master An chuckled and said, "You young people’s affairs should be handled by yourselves, this old man will just watch."

An Rongrong, seeing her grandfather wouldn’t interfere either, angrily threatened Xiao Fang, "If you hurt Chu Feng, you won’t need to drive me anymore."

Xiao Fang said, "Miss, don’t worry, I’ll control myself."

Chu Feng looked at An Rongrong, grinned, and said, "You have so little faith in me, why don’t you remind me to hold back a bit, not to hurt him?"

An Rongrong glared at Chu Feng fiercely and said, "You simply can’t win, I’m worried Xiao Fang will hurt you, then you’ll cling to our family."

Chu Feng, speechless, could only look at Xiao Fang and ask, "Where should we start?"

Old Master An said, "Let’s do it right here in my room; I’d like to see it too."

Chu Feng said, "Old Master, the stuff in your room isn’t cheap, if something breaks, you won’t make me pay, right?"

Old Master An chuckled and said, "Don’t worry, I won’t make you pay."

Xiao Fang and Chu Feng stood in the middle of the room, Xiao Fang fully prepared for battle while Chu Feng stood lazily, full of openings and weaknesses.

It wasn’t that Chu Feng wanted to be like this, but because he genuinely didn’t know any techniques. The Xuanhuang Technique was just a cultivation technique and didn’t include any particular moves.

Of course, this could also be because Chu Feng’s cultivation wasn’t quite there yet.

Xiao Fang stared at Chu Feng, furrowed his brow, and said, "Be careful."

Xiao Fang had been a top special forces soldier, all his training focused on striking first. Winning was the only goal; terms of yielding and deference were not in Xiao Fang’s vocabulary. And in Xiao Fang’s eyes, an enemy was an enemy, without distinction between strong and weak.

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