Free Web NovelChapter 344: Chapter 344 Wen Xiaowei’s Request
Upon learning this shocking news in Zao City, surrounding powers began to stir, and every local boss was awakened.
After finding out that Wang Hao had unified Zao City single-handedly, none could fall asleep again easily.
The underground forces of Zao City once had the most stable foothold in the entire northern Xiangtan region, yet there had been frequent changeovers in a short period, unsettling many.
Especially since it was Wang Hao, a man they had barely heard of before the boxing match, who took control of Zao City, it made everyone feel even more uneasy.
Because he was a newcomer and had completely overhauled Zao City’s underground within just a month, one could barely imagine the extent of Wang Hao’s strength and the unforeseeable opponent they were about to face.
At this moment in Zao City, Wang Hao still didn’t know he had caught the attention of various forces. He had pondered over the situation all night and finally decided to tell Professor Shen about it.
Early the next day, Wang Hao, along with He Peng, went to Xiangtan University. Having learned from the previous lesson, nearly all the university staff recognized Wang Hao.
Thus, the two of them arrived at Professor Shen’s office without any obstacles.
"The whole situation is like this!"
Wang Hao conveyed the sequence of events and what Xing Hua had said to Shen Qingshan.
After listening, Shen Qingshan fell silent for a while.
"Zheng Zong is right; I did cause Jiayi’s death. If back then..."
Shen Qingshan was the first to speak, but his words were full of self-reproach.
But there was no cure for regret in this world.
"Xing Hua, or rather Zheng Zong’s body, has already been handed over to the police. I assume you don’t need his corpse, right?"
Wang Hao wasn’t being deliberately obtuse; he was just tactfully reminding Shen Qingshan that, after all, he had promised to capture Xing Hua for him, which he had now done, but Shen Qingshan must not forget the promise he had made to Wang Hao.
"Don’t worry!"
Shen Qingshan, understanding Wang Hao’s implication, sighed and spoke.
"I will notify you the moment I finish translating it!"
"Then it’s all up to you, Professor Shen. We won’t disturb you any further and will take our leave now!"
Having said that, Wang Hao pulled He Peng and left.
When leaving the office, He Peng had a mind full of questions for Wang Hao, which he could hardly hold back. Not long after they stepped out of Professor Shen’s office, He Peng could resist no longer and asked.
"You turned over Xing Hua to the police before telling Shen Qingyun about it; were you worried Shen Qingyun would take out his anger on Xing Hua’s corpse?"
Wang Hao chuckled upon hearing this.
"From another perspective, if what happened to Xing Hua happened to me, I might have been even harsher!"
Wang Hao continued.
"However, the ancients believed in resting the dead peacefully, and whipping a corpse is considered inauspicious. Considering the devotion and loyalty Xing Hua had for Shen Jiayi, let’s leave him some dignity."
He Peng couldn’t help but hold Wang Hao in higher regard, realizing that the merciless Fist God on the battlefield had a tender side as well.
"Is that ’Wild Bear’ Xing Hua mentioned the previous boss of Zao City? You said Xing Hua’s white powder was so powerful, so why couldn’t it take down Wild Bear?"
He Peng was puzzled.
"I’m not too clear about that, but this Wild Bear is indeed no simple character. Look, I had third brother search for Wild Bear with all his might, and so did Xing Hua. We essentially cast a wide net over Zao City."
"But there has been no news of Wild Bear at all. I guess he must have left Zao City!"
Wang Hao frowned, feeling he had underestimated Wild Bear. If Wild Bear truly had left Zao City, it was a significant threat to them.
"Why worry so much? These are our concerns. You’re good now; the matter is resolved. What are your plans next?"
Wang Hao changed the subject and turned to He Peng.
"Of course, I’m going back to ask Old Wen for money. He promised me another million!"
He Peng said with a smile.
Wang Hao shook his head helplessly upon hearing this, thinking to himself what kind of proper priest this guy is, his mind always filled with either beauties or money.
As the two of them just stepped out of the school gate, they coincidentally ran into students on their way to class and bumped into Wen Xiaowei, who had come to drop off Wen Zicong and Qi Shihan at school.
Wen Xiaowei, having nothing better to do, thought she’d come along to drop them off and take a little stroll, as she hadn’t seen Wang Hao for several days. Now, unexpectedly bumping into him at the school entrance, Wen Xiaowei seemed very happy.
Upon seeing Wang Hao, Wen Xiaowei hurriedly greeted him.
"Why are you here at school?"
Wen Xiaowei asked with a smile.
Standing off to the side, He Peng was somewhat taken aback. Wen Xiaowei had eyes only for Wang Hao, and he seldom saw her smile; today, she unexpectedly smiled, but it was solely at Wang Hao.
For such a typically serious girl to suddenly giggle foolishly at a man, anyone with a brain would know what it meant.
There was nothing he could do if ’Sleepyhead’ Wang Hao had better luck with women than himself; He Peng could only admit defeat.
"You two chat, I’ll give you some space. I need to go find Old Wen to settle my payment!"
He Peng wasn’t keen on watching this display of affection, making hasty excuses to leave.
He had intended to say something that would make Wen Xiaowei at least glance at him in gratitude, but to his surprise, the girl didn’t even turn her head.
At that moment, He Peng’s heart was bleeding. Why did all these beauties fancy Wang Hao? After all, he, He Peng, wasn’t bad-looking either—handsome and dignified, with both appearance and grace.
Why wouldn’t these beauties spare him a second glance?
Covering his wounded heart, He Peng quietly left.
"I came to the university to discuss some matters with Professor Shen, but I’ve finished with all that now,"
Wang Hao said with a laugh.
"Are you free now?"
Wen Xiaowei asked with a look full of anticipation.
"I am. Is there something you need from me?"
Wang Hao asked, curious.
"Do you remember the last time you told me about opening the governor and conception vessels? I’ve thought it over and I want to become stronger. I’d like to ask for your help to open them again, if that’s okay?"
Wen Xiaowei took a deep breath as if she had made a very important decision.
"But this isn’t something just anyone can endure. You’ve got to think it through. You felt the pain last time, and it might be even more painful after that!"
Wang Hao advised earnestly.
Although Wang Hao himself didn’t feel anything when he opened his own governor and conception vessels.
But seeing Wen Xiaowei covered in sweat and in discomfort that day, he went back and did some careful research.
Perhaps back then it was because of the protection from the Heart of the Dragon energy within him, and since the energy slowly broke through his own vessels, Wang Hao didn’t feel much.
However, Wen Xiaowei didn’t have the protection of the Heart of the Dragon energy and it was the energy from Wang Hao’s body that was forcefully opening hers, which of course, would be very painful to think about.
"But I don’t have much time left. Today I went to the martial arts gym and saw a very impressive girl—extremely fierce, just like a strong man. If I were to meet an opponent like her in the competition, I’m certain I’d lose," fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
Wen Xiaowei continued worriedly.
"I found out we’re in the same division, and each division can only select one person to go to the national competition. If she defeats me, then I won’t have the chance to participate in the nationals."
Wang Hao could tell that Wen Xiaowei was truly eager to join the nationals.
However, to Wang Hao’s understanding, most of those competing were from less affluent families, hoping to win the prize money and earn sponsors’ rewards through the competitions.
But what Wang Hao found puzzling was why someone like Wen Xiaowei, a daughter of wealth who surely didn’t lack money, would insist on participating in the nationals.
