I practice martial arts by adding skill points in modern city-Chapter 493: 【176】Wang Longhu’s New Martial Arts! The Path of the Founding Master!_3
"This person is not simple. If we don’t agree to his request, he might do something dangerous. Rather than that, why not agree to him? It’s an opportunity to make a friend. What harm is there?"
Huang Tianliang leaned back in his chair, looking at Wang Longhu sitting on a lion’s back not far outside the car, and laughed.
"I’m just afraid this person has ulterior motives." Old Hui shook his head.
"Uncle Hui, this person looks so young, probably just two or three years older than me. You can’t possibly lose to him, right?" Huang Lianlian curiously turned around and asked.
As soon as the question came out, Old Hui’s expression immediately became awkward.
He had practiced martial arts for over fifty years and had a very close brotherly relationship with Huang Tianliang.
This is why he was willing to be a personal bodyguard for him.
But now facing Huang Lianlian’s question, Old Hui’s face felt quite embarrassed.
What could he say? That Wang Longhu’s talent is better than his own, so young yet displaying a strength he couldn’t reach?
That’s simply too humiliating.
No expert is willing to admit being weaker than others, especially when they haven’t even exchanged blows yet; experts are proud.
Even if Wang Longhu can tame a lion, so what?
Martial artists’ clashes rely more on experience and technique. Mere brute force is useless.
Nothing more than a reckless fool.
"Lianlian, children shouldn’t speak carelessly." Huang Tianliang noticed Old Hui’s embarrassment and immediately spoke to stop her.
Even if Old Hui’s relationship with him is very good, he’s still a genuine Huajin Grandmaster who must be respected.
"Oh..." Huang Lianlian responded, turning back to continue observing Wang Longhu riding on the lion.
Wang Longhu’s current perception was incredibly keen; any gaze landing on him would be instantly detected.
Even if the owner of the gaze hid in the dark, it would still be directly discovered by Wang Longhu.
Seeing Huang Lianlian inside the car with a face full of curiosity and anticipation, Wang Longhu calmly asked, "Would you like to take a ride?"
"Can I really?"
Huang Lianlian quickly lowered the car window, excitedly asking.
Though she was the daughter of a wealthy tycoon, riding a walking lion was something money couldn’t buy.
Huang Tianliang wouldn’t bother spending money on something like that for Huang Lianlian.
Now hearing Wang Longhu’s offer, Huang Lianlian couldn’t contain her eagerness.
Because riding a lion is really cool!
Who could resist galloping on a lion across the vast grasslands?
"You can try if you’re willing." Wang Longhu nodded.
Once, in those villages of dark-skinned natives, he had shown compassion for mortals while also viewing them as mere ants.
But now, he displayed generosity and warmth, sharing his humanity.
For Wang Longhu, this is also a spiritual journey.
If he continued to see himself as a god, one day he’d become entirely heartless, obliterate humanity, but retain divinity.
Thus, he’d act against the entire world, enslaving all mortals to bow before him.
Perhaps a unified global empire, worshiping Wang Longhu, would emerge.
Yet Wang Longhu didn’t want that. He didn’t care for money or power, only to continually elevate his own strength.
Having witnessed the secrets of Shambhala, learned of higher truths, how could Wang Longhu care for trivial power?
In the Daoist School, there’s also a similar saying.
In those villages, he was primarily focused on kindness and malice.
So he’d offer food and fruit while directly killing a dark-skinned native.
At this moment, he is primarily focused on kindness and True Self Corpse, feeling intensely close to everyone.
Therefore, he enjoys sharing things, staying close and friendly with anyone.
Although Huang Lianlian was beautiful and had a good figure, to Wang Longhu, she is just a person.
Stripping away the flesh, people are no different, all are pure spirits.
If one is obsessed only with the physical appearance and form, it ultimately remains a mortal’s nature.
"I want to try. Uncle Hui, stop the car." Huang Lianlian excitedly turned to Old Hui.
Old Hui showed a troubled expression, feeling Wang Longhu’s appearance was too mysterious, not suited for too much closeness.
Yet Huang Lianlian’s request couldn’t be refused. He had to turn and glance at Huang Tianliang, waiting for his opinion.
"Then stop the car. Let Lianlian ride the lion. Lianlian and this master are of the same age and should have shared topics."
Huang Tianliang contemplated briefly and made a decision instantly.
As the CEO of East Asia’s largest building material group, Huang Tianliang deeply understood the importance of decisiveness in decision-making, especially when time waits for no one.
If Wang Longhu invited Huang Lianlian and he refused, wouldn’t that put Wang Longhu in an awkward position?
"Yay! Thanks, Dad!"
When the U8 car stopped, Huang Lianlian immediately opened the car door, excitedly ran to the lion’s side like a little rabbit.
The lion snorted disdainfully, flicking its tail impatiently.
If Wang Longhu hadn’t suppressed it, it wished to pounce on Huang Lianlian now, viciously biting her to death.
Wang Longhu smacked the lion’s rump directly.
The lion, suffering, couldn’t bear Wang Longhu’s strength, and its limbs gave way, collapsing to the ground.
In this way, Huang Lianlian found it easy to climb onto the lion’s back.
