novellaaa Chapter 14 Golden Scale Mountain Pile Driving Technique
Chapter 14 Golden Scale Mountain Pile Driving Technique
The advisor, Hao Wei, tapped his palm lightly with his folding fan, glanced at the leaders, and then said, "Cao Li gathered that group of skilled men to ambush Zhao An in Erjing Alley. His intention is very clear: to take revenge on Zhao An."
"Not only did Zhao An manage to escape unscathed, but he also wiped out all the skilled men Cao Li brought with him. Chief, I've only ever seen such skill in you..."
Hao Wei looked at Zhou Hu, who was seated at the head of the table.
Zhou Hu also understood Hao Wei's implied meaning.
"Does the advisor mean that Zhao An has also reached the Martial Master realm, and we all misjudged him?"
"It's just a possibility; otherwise, Cao Li would be too useless," Hao Wei said with a light laugh, not making a definitive statement.
"Cao Li is certainly not a waste, but if Zhao Anru is a martial arts master, how did he develop internal energy?" Zhou Hu asked, puzzled.
At this moment, he never imagined that Zhao An had broken through his realm using his Fierce Tiger Saber technique.
Hao Wei suddenly said, "Does the gang leader still remember that Zhao An has an older brother who is a constable in the yamen?"
Zhou Hu frowned slightly. "But his older brother hasn't paid any attention to Zhao An for a long time, has he?"
"I remember Zhao An went to beg his elder brother before, and was kicked out."
"After all, they are brothers. Even if you don't like them, it's normal to take care of them," Hao Wei said.
"You mean, it was the martial arts taught by his elder brother that allowed Zhao An to secretly cultivate internal energy?" Zhou Hu asked thoughtfully.
"Very likely." Hao Wei nodded.
"Then, in your opinion, sir, should I summon Zhao An for questioning?" Zhou Hu then asked.
"No rush. Zhao An harbored resentment before, and I put in a good word for him. I'll go and appease him this time. Such a fine knife, it would be a waste for the gang leader not to use it. This is precisely an opportunity for the Tiger Head Gang to grow stronger," Hao Wei said with a smile, stroking his beard.
Zhou Hu's eyes lit up. If Zhao An was indeed a martial arts master, this was a perfect opportunity to annex the Python Gang!
"Whether or not this knife can be used well depends entirely on your efforts, sir," Zhou Hu said politely, his slight unease and doubts being suppressed by Hao Wei's few words.
"I will do my best," Hao Wei said, standing up and clasping his hands together.
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the other side.
Zhao An, along with the Li brothers, visited the Mingyue Medical Clinic again.
However, this time it was to treat the injuries suffered by the two brothers.
It's worth mentioning that Zhao Chunzi still had a considerable amount of money left after returning some of it to the residents of the alley, even after collecting the money from looting the corpses.
In particular, the money bag on Cao Li's body was quite heavy, with a total of nearly fifty taels of silver, which showed that the old man had been swindling money from the city.
This made Zhao An incredibly rich again.
Just as he thought, if you have enough skills, this kind of double-crossing is the fastest way to make money.
Meng Wanyi set Li Gou'er's bones, stitched up Zhao Chunzi's wounds, and applied ointment.
An hour had passed by after she finished her work, and only then did she have a moment to drink some water.
Suddenly, her gaze fell upon Zhao An lying on a bench in the clinic, leisurely crossing his legs and flipping through a small booklet the size of a palm, and she was immediately surprised.
"These thugs from the gang can actually read?"
Out of curiosity, I moved closer and stole a few glances.
It was those two glances that made her gaze suddenly freeze, causing her to lose her grip on the teacup and knock it to the ground.
Zhao An turned around and met Meng Wanyi's burning face, her eyes filled with both shame and anger.
"You, you shameless scoundrel, how can you look at such obscene things in broad daylight..." Meng Wanyi's words were somewhat incoherent, and she didn't even grasp the main point.
How could this rough, uncouth man from the marketplace possibly be literate? Each page of the booklet contained only a few words, mostly obscene pictures depicting the acts of men and women.
After a moment's reflection, she felt her legs tremble and become somewhat weak.
"Obscene material?" Zhao An asked, closing the booklet.
Meng Wanyi then noticed some pretty little characters printed on the cover of the booklet.
"Jinlin Mountain Pile Driving Technique".
This booklet was also found on Cao Li's person, placed together with the money bag.
The booklet was yellowed and looked quite old. The paper was wrinkled and showed obvious signs of being read. Clearly, Cao Li had read this booklet quite often, to the point that he never let it out of his sight.
However, this is not simply a picture book of erotic illustrations.
"Does Physician Meng know where Golden Scale Mountain is? I think this should be a martial arts manual, right?" Zhao An asked.
He had gotten to know the female doctor better and better, and now he knew her name.
Meng Wanyi's mouth was slightly open, and her pink tongue, glistening, could be vaguely seen sliding between her lips.
Coming to her senses, she realized she had misunderstood and coughed lightly, saying, "Golden Scale Mountain is indeed a large sect with a long history, located east of Dawu and along the coast of Andong Prefecture."
"However, I have never heard of such an indescribable martial arts style in Golden Scale Mountain, let alone how it has been passed down here..."
"Oh!" Zhao An didn't expect Meng Wanyi to actually mention Jinlin Mountain, and that there really was a major martial arts sect there.
Therefore, it's possible that the book he found on Cao Li might actually be a genuine martial arts manual.
Cao Li was perhaps unaware of its value and didn't understand its essence, treating it as just an ordinary picture book.
However, he has a soul slave who can deduce and study, so he might be able to figure out the secrets behind it.
"This can hardly be real martial arts..." Meng Wan couldn't help but add, seeing Zhao An's serious expression.
Anyway, she didn't really believe that this booklet really came from Dazong Jinlin Mountain.
Zhao An remained noncommittal, glanced at the neatly arranged books on the shelf in the corner of the clinic, and suddenly changed the subject, asking, "Dr. Meng, could you teach me to read?"
His predecessor was just a rough man with a dull mind, so it was perfectly normal that he was illiterate.
As a result, Zhao An is now illiterate.
Let alone reading other books, even this book on pile driving has a lot of written content in the back, not just the vivid pictures.
If you can't understand the words, you can't possibly grasp the essentials.
"I am a doctor, not an academic professor," Meng Wanyi immediately refused.
"Ten taels."
"What do you take me for?!"
"Twenty taels."
"I don't have that much free time on weekdays."
Thirty taels.
"You!" Meng Wanyi glared, while Zhao An remained calm, simply slamming thirty taels of silver onto the table with a snap.
The warm and soft silver light always has a healing effect on people's hearts.
Even Meng Wanyi's furrowed brows were slowly smoothed out in the silver light.
"One hour. I can set aside one hour each day to teach you to read." Meng Wanyi stared at the silver on the table and finally agreed.
"I hope my thirty taels of silver won't be wasted," Zhao An said with a slight smile.
"You'll be satisfied!" Meng Wanyi said, still somewhat sullen, as she grabbed the silver.
It wasn't that I was dissatisfied with the money, but rather that I felt a sense of humiliation, as if someone had seized my weakness and was wantonly taking advantage of me.
But how many people in this world can truly resist money?
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