Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

Snowflake Lake North Shore, Villa Area.

Compared to before, Yan Bo was now much more confident: "Let's talk about the compensation."

Jiang Ning leisurely posed a question:

"Compensation, what do I need to compensate for?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Bo felt it was absurd inside, he pointed at the shattered flower pot on the ground, naturally: "Of course, it's to compensate for my flower pot, do you really think I'm kidding?"

His expression gradually became strange, as if surprised and yet unbelievable, ultimately turning into a smile:

"No way, no way? Do you really think I'm trying to cheat you? Please, this flower pot is really expensive."

Yan Bo explained: "It's a rare variety transported from abroad, many wealthy people in Yuzhou like to place it at their doors for decoration."

Jiang Ning remained unmoved, his gaze swept across the messy yard: "You ask for compensation, you need to provide evidence, talk is cheap."

Yan Bo pointed at the camera above: "From the moment you entered the yard, your every action has been recorded."

He spoke confidently, but in truth, his muscles were tense, prepared to prevent Jiang Ning from acting recklessly out of cornered desperation.

Yan Bo wasn't without resistance; the reason he dropped out of school years ago was because he had blinded someone in one eye, and his parents paid out 250,000 to settle things.

For thugs like Doggy, if Yan Bo was only wealthy, it wouldn't be easy to suppress the opponent.

He relied more on his own strength.

Jiang Ning picked up a small stone and threw it at the camera, with a "bang!" the shot shattered the camera.

"Alright, now you have no evidence." Jiang Ning said.

Yan Bo's face suddenly turned grim, yelling: "You ungrateful bastard!"

"I gave you a chance, but since you don't want it..." before finishing his sentence, Yan Bo abruptly retreated a few steps, swiftly pulling open the cabinet next to the door and drawing out a gleaming steel pipe.

Weighing the heaviness of the steel pipe, at this moment, all of Yan Bo's unease vanished, he stared at Jiang Ning, his tone hardened by three degrees:

"I don't care why you found where I live, but you broke my flower pot, invaded my property, these are no small matters!"

Yan Bo commented playfully: "You don't understand the importance of money, that's okay, your parents do, 180,000 yuan, can you guess if your parents can save 180,000 in a year?"

"And can you guess how your parents will treat you, the good son, once they know you've stirred up trouble?"

"Hehehe." Yan Bo, physically and mentally comfortable, "You don't even have the chance to talk to me now, see you at the police station tonight."

He was too fond of the feeling of controlling everything now.

Yan Bo held the steel pipe, to ensure nothing was missed, he planned to subdue Jiang Ning later, then call the police to restrict his freedom, preventing him from contacting Xue Chuchu, thus revealing his and Doggy's plans.

Then he would wait for Jiang Ning's parents to arrive, using the compensation and property invasion charges to threaten him.

Countless thoughts danced in Yan Bo's mind, finally connecting into a line, and at the end of the line, he obtained Xue Chuchu.

"You have quite the tricks up your sleeve." Jiang Ning held a photo between two fingers, casually flipping it, the photo flew to Yan Bo's front.

Yan Bo reached out to catch it, just took one glance, and his face appeared shocked.

...

The photo was taken at a bustling night market, showing two people, one is him, the other is a vocational school girl.

In that instant, numerous memories surged into his mind.

Yan Bo had always doubted how he and the vocational school girl's secretive efforts were so well concealed, yet were discovered by the other party's parents.

Later, after having his ribs broken, he specially asked Doggy to investigate, but unfortunately, couldn't find the reason, only to swallow this grievance.

Now, seeing this photo, and with Jiang Ning suddenly knocking at his door, Yan Bo finally understood.

"Goddamn it!" Yan Bo's eyes turned red.

If it weren't for the photo, he might have already succeeded with Guo Ran by now.

"So it was you who screwed me over, and you dare to come find me!" Yan Bo squeezed the words through his throat, endless anger filled his chest.

From childhood to adulthood, everything had gone smoothly, but because of Jiang Ning's tricks, his rib was broken, and he even missed out on Guo Ran.

At this moment, he wished he could kill Jiang Ning!

"That's right, it's me." Jiang Ning's mouth slightly upturned, "Are you pissed?"

"I'm gonna kill you!" Yan Bo suddenly charged, his actions neat and decisive, the heavy steel pipe tore through the air, emitting a whistling wind sound, fiercely smashing towards Jiang Ning's arm.

This strike, Yan Bo was one hundred percent sure, would definitely break his bones!

Pay blood for blood, a tooth for a tooth!

As for the consequences of violence?

The last scene captured by the villa's camera was smashed by Jiang Ning, the opponent invading his house, Yan Bo was simply acting in self-defense, albeit a bit fierce.

Yan Bo's eyes were savage, he really wanted to cripple Jiang Ning, to make him a waste for the rest of his life.

The fierce shadow of the stick drew a fan shape, Jiang Ning tapped the tip of his foot, his body flashed back, the steel pipe missed his front by a hair's breadth.

Taking advantage of Yan Bo's action gap, Jiang Ning's palm reached out, with even quicker speed after launching later, grabbing the steel pipe, directly snatching it over.

Yan Bo had finished swinging the steel pipe, only to find the weapon had changed hands.

He was stunned, unable to believe it.

Jiang Ning weighed the weapon, said: "Thanks, buddy, for delivering the steel pipe."

He moved the steel pipe to the back, creating sufficient distance, then swung it vigorously, actually producing a "pitter-patter" sonic blast sound, Yan Bo watched as a dark shadow rapidly approached.

The terrifying and unparalleled momentum startled him, causing his entire body hair to stand on end!

At the instant he thought his head would be directly blasted open, Jiang Ning halted his action, the steel pipe suspended by his temple, icy air poured down, blowing his hair up.