Unrivaled Soldier in the City-Chapter 222: Covert Confrontation

Feeling this sudden force, Lin Kuang was taken aback. When he looked at Chen Shaowen, the boy's gaze was brimming with disdain.

At the sight, Lin Kuang couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. He wasn't particularly bothered by the look itself, but he found it infuriating that the boy had attacked so abruptly, the moment they met. Critically, if Lin Kuang had been an ordinary person, the tremendous force from Chen Shaowen's palm would have crushed his hand! How could he not be furious?

At this thought, Lin Kuang's demeanor grew cold. Circulating his True Qi, he suddenly tightened his grip.

Feeling the pressure from Lin Kuang's hand, Chen Shaowen was momentarily stunned. He was annoyed to see Lin Kuang sitting beside Yang Ruoxi—after all, he had come specifically for her. He intended to put Lin Kuang in his place and intimidate him into backing down.

But the result he expected never came. Gripping Lin Kuang's hand was like gripping a block of iron; no matter how hard he squeezed, it refused to budge.

Sensing this, Chen Shaowen's face flushed with embarrassment. He squeezed again, channeling another powerful surge of strength from his palm.

Out of respect for Yang Wucheng and Chen Zhongrui, Lin Kuang initially hadn't planned to retaliate or embarrass Chen Shaowen, merely defending his own hand. To his surprise, however, Chen Shaowen attacked again. This truly enraged him.

With that thought, Lin Kuang exerted his own strength, unleashing a power even greater than Chen Shaowen's.

In an instant, Chen Shaowen's expression changed dramatically. He felt as if his hand was being crushed in an iron vise, a sensation that sent waves of intense pain through his palm.

Chen Shaowen tried to fight back, but he found that no matter what he did, the force in Lin Kuang's grip was always a notch stronger. The pain grew more and more intense, leaving him both humiliated and furious.

Seeing this, Lin Kuang decided that was enough. After all, Yang Wucheng and Chen Zhongrui were watching, and he didn't want to take it too far. With that thought, the force in his hand abruptly vanished, and he flawlessly extricated his hand from Chen Shaowen's grasp.

Because Lin Kuang's movement was so swift and sudden, Chen Shaowen didn't have time to retract his own force. Thrown off balance, his body trembled, and he nearly made a fool of himself on the sofa.

Chen Shaowen's expression turned incredibly ugly, and his gaze toward Lin Kuang was filled with rage.

While Yang Ruotong and Yang Ruoxi hadn't noticed the subtle exchange, it did not escape the notice of Chen Zhongrui and Yang Wucheng.

In truth, Yang Wucheng was also quite displeased with the arrogant Chen Shaowen. He scrutinized the young man even more closely, especially since he had come for his daughter. From his observation, Chen Shaowen couldn't compare to Lin Kuang in any respect. Besides, in Yang Wucheng's heart, Lin Kuang was already his prospective son-in-law.

Chen Zhongrui, on the other hand, said nothing. His expression remained as mild as ever, as if he hadn't seen a thing.

Lin Kuang also remained silent. He merely glanced at Chen Zhongrui before returning to his seat, watching everything unfold with a smile.

"Third Brother, I'll be direct, and I hope you don't take offense," Yang Wucheng said at that moment, turning to Chen Zhongrui with an apologetic tone.

Hearing this, Chen Zhongrui smiled at Yang Wucheng and chuckled. "Wucheng, speak your mind. We've been friends for so many years. What's there to be offended about?"

Chen Zhongrui's smiling face gave the impression of a very easygoing person, which had been Lin Kuang's initial thought as well. But now, I think this Chen Zhongrui isn't as simple as he appears.

However, Lin Kuang kept his thoughts to himself and simply watched quietly.

"Since you've said that, Third Brother, I'll be frank," Yang Wucheng began, pausing briefly. "You mentioned just now that you brought Shaowen here for my daughter, Ruoxi, hoping to bring the two of them together.

"I don't oppose such things, but there's a reason I didn't agree or disagree earlier.

"A man as sharp as you has probably already noticed that Ruoxi and Lin Kuang have developed feelings for each other. To be blunt, they are already a couple.

"And you know me. As long as my daughter is happy with her choice, I will accept him, regardless of his background. Seeing her happy is the greatest joy a father can have.

"Of course, Shaowen is a fine young man. If it weren't for Lin Kuang and Ruoxi's relationship, I wouldn't be against Ruoxi giving it a try with him.

"However, things between Lin Kuang and Ruoxi are practically set in stone now. If I were to interfere at this point, I'd feel I was letting my own daughter down.

"So, Third Brother, I am truly sorry about this matter," Yang Wucheng finished, his voice sincere and his gaze filled with earnestness and apology.

Hearing her father's words, Yang Ruoxi's face flushed crimson. She couldn't help but steal a glance at Lin Kuang, her shy expression incredibly charming. She knew why Chen Zhongrui had brought his son, but her heart belonged only to Lin Kuang; she felt nothing for Chen Shaowen. She also wasn't worried her father would try to separate her from Lin Kuang. She knew he had never interfered in such matters and that her happiness was his primary concern. Indeed, her father's words had just confirmed it: as long as she was happy, he would never intervene.

When Chen Zhongrui heard Yang Wucheng's speech, the broad smile on his face never wavered. He didn't seem angered in the slightest; there wasn't even a hint of irritation.

"Wucheng, that's the right way to handle it! Be direct. We've known each other for so many years, so you should know I'm not the type to force people.

"Since my niece Ruoxi has already found her ideal man, just pretend I never said a thing.

"We're still good brothers," Chen Zhongrui said with a sincere laugh. He gave the impression of a very enlightened and reasonable person.

Hearing this, Yang Wucheng let out a quiet sigh of relief.

To be honest, even after knowing Chen Zhongrui for so long, I've never been able to see through him, Yang Wucheng mused. He's definitely not as simple as he appears on the surface. That smile of his has to be, in large part, a facade.

Meanwhile, sitting beside Chen Zhongrui, Chen Shaowen was filled with rage, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles CRACKED.