Divorce Only Makes a Son-in-Law Stronger-Chapter 176. Can you please not flatter yourself?

"Mr. Jiang, a guy named Lin Fan is here causing trouble, and he brought a very beautiful young woman with him!"

A few seconds later, Deputy Director Liew Zhilong replied with a message and a winking emoji.

"...Make a bet with him. If he loses, he has to leave the girl behind."

Jiang Taizhong replied quickly, licking his lips as he glanced at Huang Xiaoya, who was unconscious on the sofa.

He was known as a Taekwondo master on the surface, but in reality, he was cultivating a sinister technique that required him to frequently harvest female energy to replenish his own. As his strength skyrocketed, the desires inside him grew more intense. Since they dared to come straight to my door, why should I be polite? After all, the Ying family will clean up after me. I have nothing to fear! I wonder if I should call Sooeun too... haha!

Imagining the delightful scene of one man and three women, Jiang Taizhong couldn’t contain himself any longer. He locked his door, went to the railing on the second-floor corridor, and gazed down at the training hall below with his hands clasped behind his back.

"You clearly came here to pester me, so why are you pretending you’re looking for my brother?"

At that moment, down at the edge of the training hall, Kim Sooeun rubbed her ears, which were ringing from the shouting, and took a few steps forward. She pointed at Lin Fan and yelled, a smug look in her eyes as if she had seen through his ruse.

"Are you serious? You think my man would be interested in someone like you?"

However, before Lin Fan could speak, Xia Bingbing rolled her eyes and curled her red lips in disdain.

"Just look at yourself. You have no breasts, no butt, a waist as thick as a bucket, and legs as short and stout as white radishes. Please, if you can’t afford a mirror, I can lend you one."

As her words fell, a deathly silence descended upon the hall. The group of Taekwondo masters exchanged glances, unsure how to retort. Even though they wanted to curry favor with Kim Sooeun, the woman from Xia Country was simply too dazzling in her temperament, figure, and appearance. She completely overshadowed Kim Sooeun, the delinquent girl with dyed-blonde hair and large tattoos covering her arms.

"You... you... Do you know who I am?!" Kim Sooeun stammered, her face flushing crimson as she shrieked with humiliation and rage.

"Miss, do not offend our Third Miss. You can’t afford to provoke her," the hall manager threatened, his pale, plump face turning stern.

"And do you know who I am?" Xia Bingbing retorted, raising a delicate eyebrow.

With her status, there was truly little to fear in the entire Imperial Capital. Although Mr. Xia Sr. had retired from the front lines years ago, the Xia family’s foundation remained strong. In terms of power, they were at least among the top four influential families in the Imperial Capital. Forget this young punk from Goryeo. Even if Ying Yutang, the Third Miss of the Ying family, were here, Xia Bingbing wouldn’t have to show her any courtesy.

"Ugly people are always causing trouble. Can you stop being so delusional? How dare you insult my Lin Fan’s taste?" Xia Bingbing sighed, pressing a hand to her forehead in exasperation. She completely ignored the twitch at the corner of Lin Fan’s mouth as he discreetly tried to pull his arm from her tight grip.

"Hmph, I don’t care who you are! This is Goryeo territory! If you dare to offend me, you’re not leaving today!"

Seeing the eyes of many of the men fixed on Xia Bingbing, and even the female students glaring with envy, jealousy, and resentment, Kim Sooeun’s own rage and jealousy boiled over. She finally realized she had misunderstood Lin Fan’s intentions. Xia Bingbing’s accusation of her being "delusional" felt like an invisible slap across her face. It stung, a burning, humiliating pain. Screaming in fury, Kim Sooeun decided to teach this shameless pair a harsh lesson.

"Lin Fan, get them!" Xia Bingbing snorted, then quickly scurried behind him to hide. She then poked her head out, a taunting grin on her face as she looked at Kim Sooeun.

Seeing this, Kim Sooeun nearly exploded with rage. "Beat them! Beat them senseless and throw them out!" she shrieked at the hall manager, so furious she wanted to jump into the fight herself.

"Third Miss, please calm down. Allow me to handle this."

Just then, a middle-aged man in a white Taekwondo uniform with a black belt stepped forward, stopping the hall manager with a single look. He shook his head at Kim Sooeun before turning to the expressionless Lin Fan.

"I am Deputy Director Liew Zhilong. If you wish to see our director, Kim Soohwan, you must first defeat the experts in our dojo to earn the right."

Before Lin Fan could reply, Liew Zhilong’s gaze fell upon Xia Bingbing, a flash of astonishment in his eyes. "However, if you lose, you’ll have to leave your girlfriend behind. Our head instructor, Mr. Jiang Taizhong, will give her a thorough physical examination!" he declared loudly, pointing at Xia Bingbing.

Instantly, the dojo erupted in jeering laughter. Many of the male students had lecherous grins on their faces, their eyes filled with excitement. Meanwhile, the female students who were secretly jealous of Xia Bingbing exchanged glances, their eyes glinting with cold, schadenfreude-filled smiles.

"Lin Fan, do you dare? Who do you think you are to come here looking for my brother?" Kim Sooeun laughed as well, crossing her arms and taunting him in a mocking tone.

"What’s there to be afraid of?" Lin Fan swept his gaze across the room and shook his head. "You’re all too weak. Tell that guy on the second floor to come down. He’s barely qualified to trade blows with me."

He ignored the shocked expressions on everyone’s faces and looked up at Jiang Taizhong, who was watching from the railing. Their eyes met. Jiang Taizhong’s lips curled into a wicked, intrigued smirk. Then, he gave a thumbs-up before jabbing it downward.

"Damn it! How arrogant!"

"Who do you think you are to challenge Mr. Jiang directly?"

"Mr. Jiang is a Qi Condensation Grandmaster! He could kill you with a single slap!"

The Taekwondo experts in the hall erupted in fury, hurling insults at Lin Fan. Kim Sooeun and her two companions just sneered, looking at him as if he were already a dead man.

"Where’s Jiang Taizhong? Get the hell out here!"

At this, Lin Fan frowned, no longer willing to waste any more time. Just as he was about to make a move, the screech of a car’s brakes sounded from the entrance of the dojo. Then, a loud, gruff voice boomed, capturing everyone’s attention.

"So you all look down on the martial arts experts of Xia Country and claim Taekwondo is the best in the world? Today, I’m going to make you open your dog eyes and take a good look!"

The speaker was a fat man with his head wrapped in white bandages, limping on a single crutch. His bruised and swollen face was a mask of rage. Behind him followed three middle-aged men with their hands clasped behind their backs. They all wore indifferent expressions, as if they looked down on everyone else.

"Haha, you fatso! Didn’t you learn your lesson last time? You’re back to get beaten up again today?" the hall manager sneered, rolling his eyes.

"Third Miss, this guy brought people to cause trouble a few days ago, and I beat them all down. I can’t believe he has the nerve to come back today," Deputy Director Liew Zhilong explained to Kim Sooeun in a low, mocking voice.

"Hmph. So it’s just a bunch of losers. Don’t you men from Xia Country have any sense of shame?" Kim Sooeun asked with an arrogant nod.

"I was just careless last time! That’s the only reason I fell for your tricks!" the fat man roared, his face turning beet red. Then, he finally noticed Xia Bingbing standing behind Lin Fan, and his small eyes widened in astonishment.

"Bingbing, how did you get tricked into coming here too?"