Comprehension Ability: Creating the Five Thunders Technique in Reality-Chapter 1136 - 571: You Think You’re Qualified to Spar With Me?! (Part 2)

Lin Beichen's appetite is truly not small, asking for such a large sum right off the bat.

Even for Lv Yiming, this restaurant worth millions was no small number.

Though he controls many restaurants, only a dozen or so truly belong to him.

Lin Beichen's request was equivalent to asking for one-tenth of his assets.

Everyone held their breath for Lv Yiming, afraid he might lose his temper.

However, defying everyone's expectations, Lv Yiming agreed almost without hesitation: "The paperwork will take some time, please Mr. Lin and this lady wait a moment."

The room fell into silence; everyone stared at Lv Yiming in shock, as if witnessing something unbelievable. They knew Lv Yiming wasn't one to be trifled with, employing underhanded tactics even after going legit.

Such a fierce character actually humbled himself so much, even willing to lose a tenth of his fortune for peace?

"Since that's the case, you can take your son and get lost," Lin Beichen glanced at Qian Li and her group, "And the rest of you, hurry and leave. Send up some food, all this fuss has made me hungry."

Lv Yiming quickly nodded and led his people out humbly, while Lin Beichen and Zheng Qian sat down to enjoy a meal. They ate for nearly an hour, during which Lv Yiming stood at the door like a servant, either pouring tea or grinning apologetically.

After the meal, as Lin Beichen and Zheng Qian left, Lv Yiming finally dared to let out a roar to vent his anger. However, to Lin Beichen, this was of no concern, viewing Lv Yiming as an inconsequential cockroach, whose curses meant nothing to him.

After sending Zheng Qian home, Lin Beichen was about to leave when a cream-colored Tesla pulled up beside him. A young man in a black shirt and with a crew cut emerged from the car.

"Master, I've finally found you!" the young man exclaimed excitedly.

Lin Beichen frowned at him, "Do we know each other?"

"You don't know me, but I know you! I've seen your skills that exceed human limits, it's amazing!" The young man gestured as he spoke, "Just to see how strong you are, I even bought a Tesla to try it!"

Seeing that the young man was about to continue talking non-stop, Lin Beichen quickly interrupted him, "If you have something to say, say it. If not, don't block the way." Though he didn't recognize the young man, he could roughly guess from his words that he must have been one of the witnesses when he rescued Zheng Qian earlier.

"Well, the sun is quite strong today, there's air conditioning and cold drinks in my car, why don't we chat inside?" The young man eagerly opened the car door and invited him.

Since the other party was so deferential, Lin Beichen didn't refuse and got into the car.

"Go ahead, what do you want? You're not looking to become a disciple, are you?" He sized up the young man, thinking that if this was indeed his intention, he would be disappointed, as his martial arts weren't something just anyone could learn.

Upon observation, Lin Beichen noticed that the young man appeared to be about twenty-three or twenty-four, with distinct facial features possibly hinting at some Western ancestry.

Beneath the black shirt were defined muscles, clearly someone who works out regularly.

The young man had bandages wrapped around his wrist, and the car was filled with photos of fitness and boxing.

It seemed like a boxing enthusiast for sure.

This explained why he had sought him out—it must have been because he witnessed his earlier display of skills and wished to learn.

"Huh? Really can't?" The young man looked at Lin Beichen with a pitiful expression and said, "Master, please give me a chance."

Lin Beichen looked at him with disgust and said, "Don't look at me like that; my sexual orientation is very normal. Even if you want to seduce me, at least send a pretty girl." Watching the other party showing signs of aggression, he quickly gave up on the idea of apprenticeship, retrieved a silver business card from the car, and introduced himself to Lin Beichen: "Almost forgot to introduce myself. My name is Zhou Haiping, a leader among the second generation in Port City, at the forefront of fashion, a symbol of strength and beauty... a high-quality male human!"

Lin Beichen took the business card, glanced at it, and couldn't help but laugh. This kid sure wasn't bashful, printing such titles on a business card.

"My name is Lin Beichen." He set the card down casually and said to Zhou Haiping, "Anything else? If not, move the car."

"Hehe," Zhou Haiping chuckled twice and said, "Master, do you know the Hua Wu Boxing Club?"

"Hua Wu Boxing Club?" Lin Beichen stroked his chin, thought for a moment, then suddenly understood, "Oh, oh, oh, you mean the Hua Wu Boxing Club!"

"You know it?" Zhou Haiping was a bit taken aback.

He had only mentioned it casually.

Though Hua Wu Boxing Club was somewhat famous in Port City, that fame was limited to boxing enthusiasts. He didn't think someone like Lin Beichen would know about it. However, just as a pleased expression appeared on his face, Lin Beichen's next words froze his smile.

"Never heard of it."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Haiping was speechless. He glanced at Lin Beichen's seemingly slim yet explosively powerful figure, swallowed his dissatisfaction, and held it back. Had he not witnessed this prowess, he would have lost his temper.

"Brother Lin, this club is not your average place." He tried to explain, finding himself at a loss for words, "Let's put it this way, it's like a gathering place for martial arts masters, teaching real skills."

Lin Beichen knocked on the car window with a look of impatience, "Get to the point."

Zhou Haiping choked, then hurriedly got to the point: "It's just that my cousin's club is having some trouble, someone kicked the place. He wants to find a master to hold the fort and restore some dignity."

Lin Beichen frowned, "So you're looking for me?"

"Yes!" Zhou Haiping nodded like a pecking bird, "Brother Lin, your skills are exceptional; you can definitely handle it easily."

Lin Beichen shook his head, "I don't have time."

"No, Brother Lin, hear me out." Zhou Haiping was anxious, "As long as you're willing to help, you can name your price."

Lin Beichen glanced at him, "Oh? So you guys are rich?"

Zhou Haiping puffed up his chest, "Of course! If Brother Lin helps, five million is yours."

However, Lin Beichen just smiled indifferently, "Five million? Do you think I lack that kind of money?"

Zhou Haiping was stunned, realizing he might have used the wrong approach. This person clearly wasn't someone you could sway with money. He gritted his teeth, deciding to use his last resort, "Brother Lin, as long as you're willing to help, my cousin is willing to offer anything!"

Lin Beichen raised an eyebrow, "Anything? Including his chastity?"

"Uh..." Zhou Haiping was momentarily speechless, but quickly nodded firmly, "Yes! As long as Brother Lin agrees to help, my cousin will absolutely keep his word."

Lin Beichen rolled his eyes, "I'm not interested in his chastity. But, since you've said this much, I might consider it." He paused, then added, "But, I'm currently on vacation, and you'll have to offer more money for me to act."

Zhou Haiping was overjoyed, "No problem! More money it is! Brother Lin, name your price, and absolutely no objections." Whatever it took to get this master to take action, it was worth it.

However, Lin Beichen didn't quote a price directly; he looked at him deeply, "Remember, I'm not acting for the money, just for your sake. So, the price is up to you."

Zhou Haiping was startled before understanding Lin Beichen's meaning. He took a deep breath and nodded solemnly, "Rest assured, Brother Lin, I'll make sure you're satisfied with the price." Saying this, he began calculating inwardly, determined to get this master to act! For his cousin's club, and for his own dignity!