164: Chapter 163 This visitor is hostile! Repeatedly provoking me, Chen Lin?

Han Dazhi narrowed his eyes, sizing up the five people approaching by the moonlight.

The person in the lead was 1.8 meters tall with refined features, but his eyes were as cold as knives.

He was followed by four others, all of whom possessed an extraordinary aura.

Especially the older one, Han Dazhi clicked his tongue; he probably wouldn't be easy to deal with.

"Big brother, these people have ill intent..." Han Erzhi frowned.

"Shut up!"

Han Dazhi scolded, though his heart was pounding a little.

But then he thought, behind him was the Han Family mansion, where the ancestral tablets were enshrined, and Mr. Han was there to hold down the fort.

What was there to fear?

"Who goes there!"

Han Dazhi stood with his hands behind his back, putting on the airs of a young master from a prominent family, his chin slightly raised.

"Wandering in front of my Han Family mansion in the middle of the night, do you know what place this is?"

Chen Lin didn't stop, continuing to walk forward.

"Stop! I told you to stop, did you hear me!"

Han Dazhi's face darkened, "What do you think my Han Family is? You still dare to move forward??"

"Stop!"

"I'm talking to you! Are you mute?"

"Do you know who I am? I am the eldest son of the Han Family, Han Dazhi! The future heir of the Han Family!"

"In this provincial capital, who doesn't have to politely call me Young Master Han when they see me?"

"Who the hell are you to put on airs in front of me?"

The more Han Dazhi spoke, the more excited he became, and his voice grew louder.

In his view, his words were full of momentum, and the other party should at least stop and state their name.

However—

Chen Lin was still walking.

Less than ten meters away from Han Dazhi.

Daring to ignore me?

"I'll..."

Han Dazhi was furious, raising his hand to point at Chen Lin.

The next second.

He felt a blur before his eyes.

A gust of wind rushed towards his face, blowing his hair backward.

He didn't even see how the other party moved.

A large hand had already gripped his head.

The five fingers tightened like an iron hoop.

"You..."

Han Dazhi's pupils constricted sharply, having just managed to spit out one word.

The world spun.

Boom!

The back of his head slammed heavily onto the ground.

The bluestone slab shattered, and spiderweb-like cracks spread outwards from his head as the center.

Han Dazhi's vision went black, and his ears were ringing.

Then he had no more memory.

"B-Big brother!"

Han Erzhi was completely stunned.

His brother was just so imposing a moment ago; how did he get pressed into the ground in the blink of an eye?

He didn't even see the other party make a move!

"Yapping away here for ages, I thought you were something special."

"Turns out you fell asleep instantly?"

Chen Lin looked down at Han Dazhi, his eyes full of disdain.

"My name is Chen Lin, go call your father out."

As he finished speaking, he looked at Han Erzhi, whose back instantly went cold, and he lifted his legs and ran back into the Han Family mansion!

"Dad!!!"

...

Meanwhile, inside the family head's mansion, Han Youcai frowned.

Beside him was his wife, Xiang Hongxu, who was also the mother of the three brothers.

At this moment, Xiang Hongxu kept her head down, not daring to talk back.

Han Youcai paced back and forth.

"Tell me, when you gave birth, I remember you saying that the three brothers would each grow differently, all arrogant, none willing to submit to the other, and that their thought processes would probably be eccentric in the future?"

"Now that they've grown up, it really is true!"

"The eldest stands there like a villain, the second is a Wall Street investment dog, and the third is sometimes smart and sometimes reckless."

"Sigh!"

"Husband, stop talking about me. What does this have to do with my mouth? It's clearly the genes of your Han Family that are like this."

"Besides, aren't you a bit too anxious?"

"Didn't the third son take heavy gifts to apologize to Chen Lin?"

"Even if the other party is still angry, it's this late already; if Chen Lin were going to come, he would have come long ago."

"You, you're just too anxious."

Xiang Hongxu patted her chest and affirmed: "I'll put it this way!"

"If Chen Lin is going to come, he will come within a minute; if he doesn't, today is definitely over."

"You can just rest easy and sleep!"

"I'll time it for you right now."

As these words fell, Han Youcai frowned, thinking it made sense.

But the next second, the second son's wail suddenly sounded from outside.

"Dad! It's bad."

"Someone has killed their way here!"

"He says his name is Chen Lin!"

Han Youcai: ???

He turned his head in shock to look at his wife!

Wait, you... is your mouth blessed?!

At this moment, Han Youcai was dumbfounded, the corner of his mouth twitching as if he were having an epileptic seizure.

"It really f***ing is Chen Lin coming within a minute?!"

"You are truly amazing!"

Xiang Hongxu was also dumbfounded.

"This... this isn't right, is it?"

"According to the script, he should only come tomorrow!"

Han Youcai took a deep breath, trying to keep himself calm.

"Dad! That person is too fierce!"

"My big brother, my big brother was pressed into the ground by him in a single encounter!"

"Now he's like a radish, half his body is in the dirt!"

Han Youcai: "..."

"A radish?"

"Yes! Like that, head down, legs up, planted so neatly!"

"That's f***ing ginseng!!!"

"Your big brother has been stuck in the ground by someone!!!"

Han Youcai was in despair.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When he opened them again, his gaze had changed from shock to numbness.

"Fine."

"Since he's here, then let's meet him."

"Hongxu, go make tea."

Xiang Hongxu was stunned: "Make tea? He's already stuck your eldest son in the ground to cosplay as ginseng, and you still want to make tea?"

"Otherwise what? Should I take an axe and hack at him?"

"That is Chen Lin from Lixian Academy!"

"When I was young, I went to Lixian Academy; any teacher pulled out from there could dig up our Han Family's ancestral graves!"

"If Chen Lin brought a Lixian Academy teacher today, our Han Family would be wiped out!"

"Do you know that!"

Xiang Hongxu didn't speak anymore and obediently went to boil water.

Han Youcai tidied his clothes, tried hard to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying, and strode outside.

While walking, he said to Han Erzhi: "Later, you keep your mouth shut, do you hear me?"

"Every time you open your mouth, it's either Wall Street or investment; I'm afraid Young Master Chen will misunderstand that our Han Family is running a financial scam."

Han Erzhi felt aggrieved: "Dad, I really can invest..."

"Shut up!"

...

Outside the gate.

Chen Lin was squatting on the ground, looking with interest at Han Dazhi, who was planted in the dirt.

This guy was yapping a moment ago, but now only his two legs were left outside, occasionally twitching.

"Brother Lin, is this guy still alive?" Wang Gu leaned over and asked.

"He's alive; he just kicked his legs a moment ago."

"Then should we pull him out?"

"Pull him out? Let him cool off."

Chen Lin clapped his hands and stood up: "The provincial capital is so hot; it's cool in the ground, it's good for him."

At this moment, the Han Family mansion gate swung open.

Han Youcai walked out with a face full of smiles, followed by Han Erzhi.

That smile was as affectionate as if he had met his long-lost father.

"Oh my!"

"Young Master Chen!"

"I failed to welcome you properly, I failed to welcome you properly!"

Han Youcai trotted over, cupped his hands, and lowered his posture extremely low.

His gaze quickly scanned the scene, and after discovering an elderly man, he realized in his heart: sure enough, Chen Lin brought a Lixian Academy teacher.

So he lowered his posture even further and continued:

"Young Master Chen, your arrival makes my humble abode shine with brilliance!"

Chen Lin looked up at him and teased: "Old thing, you're pretty impressive."

"Sending people to provoke me, Chen Lin, time and again, do you really not take me, Chen Lin, seriously?"

Han Youcai: ???