Super Soldier in Campus-Chapter 677 - 682: Ning Fuxun’s Plan_1

At Xu Yishan's question, Ning Fuxun looked rather embarrassed as he hesitated, "Old Xu, I came here... my main purpose for coming here is to..."

"Well, well, I haven't seen you for a while, Young Ning. You've certainly surprised me!" Xu Yishan said jokingly. "I've never seen you stammer before. I thought you were always so composed. What's wrong? Bullied? Or are you here to borrow money? Just say what's on your mind! I'm an old man. What haven't I seen? No need to tie yourself in knots in front of me!"

Xu Yishan spoke to Ning Fuxun with some crude language, his tone laced with mockery and reprimand, which surprised Lin Feng. After all, Ning Fuxun was a prominent and wealthy figure in Jiangzhou City. Even Mayor Cao Tiannan of Jiangzhou City would address him politely as Mr. Ning, unlike Xu Yishan's brusque manner towards him.

But, more surprisingly, after Xu Yishan's teasing rebukes, Ning Fuxun's expression relaxed considerably. He looked at Xu Yishan and said calmly, "Yes, Old Xu, I was bullied..."

"Oh? Tell me about it!" Hearing Ning Fuxun admit it, Xu Yishan dropped his playful tone, straightened his expression, and listened intently.

Bai Yuanshan also furrowed his brow slightly, looking at Ning Fuxun with a solemn expression, listening to his words attentively.

"Today, Aoxue was kidnapped..." Ning Fuxun told the two in a flat tone about what had happened that afternoon. He also mentioned the previous incident where someone had hired the Violent Assassination Group to kidnap Ning Aoxue. Finally, he said with a bitter smile, "It seems Old Xu was right: once you're in the underworld, it's hard to escape its grip. I thought I could make a clean break, but this string of incidents has shown me that once you're entangled in such affairs, extricating yourself is no simple matter..."

After listening to Ning Fuxun, Xu Yishan and Bai Yuanshan's faces grew stern. They exchanged a look and couldn't help but shake their heads. As Ning Fuxun said, once someone has been involved in the underworld, they are marked by it for life. It's one thing if you're an unknown nobody, but if you've made a name for yourself... with so many eyes on your achievements, how could it be easy to withdraw?!

Consider Xu Yishan: he himself is a top master at the fifth-level of Inner Strength, and despite having washed his hands of the underworld for over a decade, he still has armed guards at his door every night.

"What do you want us to do to help you? Or rather, how do you want the Hong Sect to help you?" Xu Yishan looked at Ning Fuxun's somewhat haggard face and asked softly.

"This..." Ning Fuxun glanced at Bai Yuanshan, a flicker of doubt in his mind. Was Old Xu still in charge of Hong Sect affairs, even after being retired for so long?

"Ahem..." Seeing Ning Fuxun staring at him, Bai Yuanshan looked slightly awkward. He cleared his throat and said calmly, "Old Ning, don't misunderstand. Old Xu and I are people who cherish old friendships. We won't forget all you've done for the Hong Sect! In fact, Old Xu and I were just discussing the Wanderer Night Club incident before you arrived. Anyway, just listen to Old Xu. We won't stand idly by concerning your affairs!"

"Oh... I was overthinking it!" Ning Fuxun smiled faintly, a hint of embarrassment on his face. "Old Xu," he said, "I didn't actually come to ask for anything major. I just want to provide funding to the Hong Sect to open another Hong Fist Martial Arts Hall!"

Funding the opening of a martial hall? Lin Feng was confused; he didn't understand what Ning Fuxun meant. Wasn't he here to seek help? What did he mean by funding the opening of a martial hall?

"Silly Lin Feng..." Xu Jing glanced at him sidelong, instantly seeing that Lin Feng hadn't grasped Ning Fuxun's meaning. She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "A Hong Fist Martial Arts Hall is a branch of the Hong Sect. There are only twelve in all of Jiangzhou. Mr. Ning means he wants to use his money to support an additional branch. According to Hong Sect rules, a shareholder who funds a martial hall automatically gains the status of deputy leader of that branch hall."

It dawned on Lin Feng. So that's what it is! A Hong Fist Martial Arts Hall is a branch of the Hong Sect. Old Man Ning actually wants to use his money to buy the status of a deputy leader! That way, he'd automatically become a Hong Sect member! If anyone from the Qingzi Sect dared to mess with him then, it would mean directly provoking the Hong Sect. Anyone making a move would have to seriously consider their own standing!

Xu Yishan and Bai Yuanshan's expressions didn't change. In their view, Ning Fuxun's proposal was entirely expected.

"Young Ning, I know that financing a martial hall wouldn't be a major burden for you with your current wealth," Xu Yishan said frankly. "However, the Hong Sect of today is not what it once was. In the past, one branch had three hundred men: at least two hundred were our own sworn brothers, and around a hundred were affiliates. The combat strength of a single branch was enough to dominate several streets! But now, people can find ways to make a living anywhere. Few are willing to get involved in this life anymore, and even fewer would lay down their lives for their brothers. A martial hall today is just... an ordinary martial hall."

Xu Yishan looked at Ning Fuxun and asked flatly, "Do you understand what I mean? Money isn't the problem now; the problem is a lack of manpower..."

Ning Fuxun looked at Xu Yishan and nodded calmly. "I understand..."

"Oh? It seems you have a solution. Let's hear it," Xu Yishan asked, a surprised look on his face upon seeing Ning Fuxun's reaction.

"That's why I brought Lin Feng," Ning Fuxun pointed to Lin Feng and said with a smile. "With Lin Feng's abilities, overseeing a branch hall shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Lin Feng?!" Xu Yishan glanced at Lin Feng in surprise. He hadn't seen Lin Feng fight, but from what Bai Yuanshan had told him, he knew Lin Feng was skilled enough to defeat Zheng Shuizhou, a renowned master from the Sky Wolf Gang in Tiannan Province. His skills were likely impressive. However, to sustain a martial hall, you'd need at least thirty to fifty of your own men. What impact could Lin Feng have alone?

"Me? The Dean of a Martial Arts Hall?" This sudden turn left Lin Feng somewhat at a loss. Old Man Ning, what game are you playing now?

"Yes..." Ning Fuxun said faintly. "Lin Feng, don't be so quick to refuse. Old Xu, this is my proposal: I intend to simply use the name of a Hong Fist Martial Arts Hall to open a regular martial arts school. It will be established under the pretext of promoting national martial arts. We'll get the Jiangzhou City Sports Bureau to take the lead, and set it up near Jiangzhou University Town! Lin Feng will be the Dean and head instructor. Then, we can pick some suitable people from the various Hong Sect branches to help run the school. Our recruitment will target students from the University Town! As for me, I'll just be a nominal shareholder…"

After hearing Ning Fuxun's plan, Xu Yishan and Bai Yuanshan both fell into deep thought.