Super War God in the City

At this time, Ling Fan and Xiao Chubing had already arrived at the Tianlong Business Association, to be precise, the Peng Family's residence, a grand quadrangular courtyard.

After receiving Ling Fan's call, Peng Ming had his dad arrange to pick them up.

Before getting out of the car, Ling Fan just received a call from Long Tianyu.

"Mm, I understand, let me know if there's anything else!" Ling Fan replied indifferently on the phone.

After hanging up, he turned to the driver and Xiao Chubing, "Let's get out of the car!"

As Ling Fan and Xiao Chubing got out of the car, they saw a man and a woman standing at the entrance of the Peng Family's gate, craning their necks in anticipation. The man was none other than the president of the Tianlong Business Association, Peng Xiong.

The woman beside him was likely Peng Xiong's wife, appearing to be in her early thirties, well-maintained, with a similarity to Peng Ming in her brows and eyes.

Peng Xiong hurriedly greeted them, "It truly graces our humble home to have Young Master Ling and Miss Xiao visit!"

Ling Fan smiled and responded with a polite gesture.

"Uncle, Auntie, hello!" Xiao Chubing greeted with easy grace.

"Very good, very good, please come in, oh, this is my humble wife, Hu Mengqiu!" Peng Xiong hurriedly introduced.

Hu Mengqiu would usually have been off to play mahjong by this time, but she hadn't slept a wink last night upon hearing that her son was injured.

Later, after Peng Xiong had introduced the big brother of her son, she felt deeply moved and comforted. Hearing they would visit today, she also came out to welcome them!

"Haha, I've heard you're a good brother to my son, so I'll leave that little rascal Peng Ming in your hands from now on. If he misbehaves, feel free to scold or punish him as you see fit!" Hu Mengqiu said with a beaming smile.

She had been briefed by Peng Xiong about Ling Fan, a promising young talent, a dragon among men, and after yesterday's events, even the two attendant Elders had secretly expressed their commitment to support the Young Master to Peng Xiong.

This excited Hu Mengqiu tremendously, as she had always been worried about whether Peng Ming could successfully take over the position of the president.

Now that she knew Peng Ming had such an incredible brother like Ling Fan looking out for him, the worries in her heart had cleared away instantly.

"You two are truly a match made in heaven!" Hu Mengqiu took a look at Xiao Chubing and couldn't help but express her admiration.

However, this 'big brother' of her son seemed quite ordinary at first glance. If it wasn't for the things she had learned from Peng Xiong, it would have been difficult for her to take Ling Fan seriously at this meeting.

Soon, the group entered the living room.

"Where is Peng Ming? Take me to see him. His injuries are getting better, right?" Ling Fan asked.

"He's been examined, several bones were broken, but after using your Miraculous Elixirs, he has incredibly recovered about fifty to sixty percent just today. I'll take you to see him!" Peng Xiong said as he led the way.

At this moment, Hu Mengqiu pulled Xiao Chubing aside, "Let's stay here and chat for a while. That boy's room is a bit messy; let's not go there!"

Xiao Chubing thought it made sense, after all, it was a man's room, and it seemed a bit inappropriate for her to enter.

It was only then that Ling Fan became aware of this issue. He hesitated for a moment and then advised, "Then you stay here for a while. There's nothing much you can help with by going in. I'll just have a look!" Your journey continues on My Virtual Library Empire

Peng Xiong looked a little embarrassed. He had been too forthright earlier and hadn't paid attention to the detail, unlike his wife.

Afterward, Ling Fan followed Peng Xiong to Peng Ming's bedroom.

At this time, inside Peng Ming's bedroom.

Peng Ming, the rascal, was dressed in garish boxer shorts, bare-chested, with gauze and bandages around his torso, and beside him stood a slender and beautiful woman.

"Get out, get out, I don't need your care! Stop pretending to be kind in front of me. When I was bullied by the Dragon-Slaying Business Association, I didn't see you lifting a finger to help. If it weren't for you, would I have ended up like this?" Peng Ming impatiently said to the woman.

The beauty pursed her lips, silent. In fact, she was Peng Ming's fiancée, but the young bastard Peng Ming had never taken a liking to her, preferring to be kicked out by his own family rather than agree to an arranged marriage with her!

"Hmph, all you ever do is bully me! When I look at my brother's women, they are all so gentle and virtuous. Oh, my fate, why must it be so hard!" Peng Ming kept ranting, picking the most annoying things to say.

Upon hearing this, the beauty furrowed her brows, getting a bit anxious, "Peng Ming, enough is enough, you think I won't hit you?"

The beauty looked furious, one hand on her hip, the other pointing at Peng Ming as she scolded him. She itched to go over and slap him twice to relieve her anger. She didn't understand what had gotten into her, why she had fallen for this rotten guy.

"Hey, hey, hey, you want to hit me, do you? I'm already in this state, and you still want to hit me? Can't you be a bit ladylike like my brothers' wives?

With the way you are, who would dare marry you? You're like a shrew! Go on, get out; I don't want to see you!" Peng Ming bawled and tried to drive her away.

The beauty immediately stomped her feet in anger, "Peng Ming, you jerk! Wait until you're better and see if I don't beat you until you're searching the floor for your teeth!"

Ling Fan could hear this bickering couple from a distance, and Peng Xiong, who was leading the way in front, suddenly had a dark look on his forehead.

He said to Ling Fan with an embarrassed smile, "I don't know how I ended up with such a headache of a son. If you have time, help me teach this kid a lesson!"

Ling Fan was also speechless. He had known Peng Ming for several years too, and it didn't seem he had changed much—as the saying goes, "It's easier to change rivers and mountains than one's nature!"

Before long, he entered the room and saw Peng Ming sprawled on the bed with a beautiful woman beside him, her eyes brimming with tears.

Ling Fan took a deep breath; no wonder Hu Mengqiu had pulled Xiao Chubing away from coming in. It was indeed quite a headache.

"I see you're almost recovered, kid. If there's nothing else, I'm leaving!" Ling Fan muttered, annoyed, turning to leave.

"Whoa, Boss, where are you going! Wait, I was wrong, okay?" Peng Ming instantly caved.

Ling Fan, with an exasperated face, turned around and glanced at Peng Ming, who looked as if he was up to no good, and then at the beautiful woman beside him, saying, "This must be the sister-in-law, right?"

The beauty, when someone else came in, sneakily turned her head and wiped away her tears before nodding.

"Boss, don't mess around, who's your sister-in-law? Where is she? I haven't seen her!" Peng Ming shouted.

The beauty bit her lip, her face pale, and turned to leave.

Peng Xiong, who was beside her, turned as dark as the bottom of a pot with anger. This beauty was the daughter of the Tianlong Business Association's first honorary president, Bu Zhen, named Qi Xueping.

If this kid wanted a secure position as president of the Tianlong Business Association in the future, he had better marry Qi Xueping and gain Bu Zhen's support, which was the reason he had painstakingly arranged this marriage for Peng Ming.

The problem was that Peng Ming was stubborn, completely disinterested in Qi Xueping, which forced his father's hand to kick out Peng Ming from the family.

Even when the boy suffered humiliation outside, the family was not to allow anyone to help.

But he still underestimated Peng Ming's resistance—rather than compromising with his family, this son of a bitch preferred to be bullied by the Dragon-Slaying Business Association.

"You little bastard, did you bully Xueping again? Do you want to be the death of me? Once you're well, I'll beat you to death!" Peng Xiong roared fiercely, puffing his mustache and glaring.