Chapter 12: Chapter 11: Humble Origins Are Not a Shame

After hearing Lin Chen’s request, Lin Chen sighed in relief and made his final request.

“I hope you can visit my sister…”

“In return, I will bring back the Spirit Rice Seed for the country on my next crossing!”

Hearing Lin Chen’s words, Wang Lishan and his daughter Wang Xinyu both showed surprise.

…

After leaving the Martial Arts Palace, Wang Lishan went to handle military region matters.

Wang Xinyu, on the other hand, expressed her wish to visit Lin Chen’s house, which Lin Chen did not object to.

When they were almost at the military region gate, a dozen soldiers in civilian clothes came over to salute them.

The leader was none other than the Major previously known as Li.

“Student Lin Chen! My name is Li Nian, and I’ll be primarily responsible for your safety from now on…”

“Today, I will escort you home and notify your family to move to the military family community as soon as possible.”

Lin Chen nodded slightly and smiled:

“Then I’ll trouble Brother Li…”

Lin Chen had experienced Li Nian’s strength at the Martial Arts Research Institute.

A genuine Martial Spirit Powerhouse, a true elite powerhouse in the entire Great Xia Country.

With his protection, Lin Chen felt very reassured.

They got on a hover car, driving from the military region to Lin Chen’s home in Xicheng District.

Capital Metropolitan Area is divided into four districts: East, West, South, and North.

North City mostly consists of the military region, East City is home to many wealthy people.

By comparison, West City is the poverty-stricken area.

After passing several floating bridges, the car stopped in front of a high-rise building.

The surrounding neighborhood consisted of dilapidated dangerous buildings, and the hover car couldn’t drive directly in.

Passing through a dark, damp alley, the stench from the roadside sewer caused Wang Xinyu to frown slightly.

“Lin Chen, have you always lived in such a place? It’s like a slum here…”

Lin Chen smiled upon hearing this, not bothered by Wang Xinyu’s bluntness.

His background was not a reason for self-abasement but rather his motivation to strive.

Pointing to the southwest, Lin Chen said:

“This isn’t a real slum, it’s just that the neighborhood is a bit old…”

“Go six more blocks southwest, then that’s a real slum…”

“Children in our neighborhood still have a ten percent chance to become a Martial Artist. But those truly in the slums can barely maintain basic sustenance, let alone have a chance to become a Martial Artist.”

Upon hearing Lin Chen’s words, Wang Xinyu and Li Nian exchanged a glance.

They weren’t noble scions blind to the hardships of others.

But it was difficult to imagine how one could become a genius Martial Artist like Lin Chen in such an environment?

Passing through a lengthy alley, Lin Chen’s house was on the third floor inside the alley.

“Student Lin Chen, you go home first… In half an hour, we’ll pretend to be military region personnel to persuade your family to move to the military family community.”

Wang Xinyu and Li Nian said.

Lin Chen nodded and walked towards the third floor.

As soon as he reached the doorstep, he heard curses and the sound of things being smashed inside the house.

“I said I don’t want to train today, who are you to control me?”

“You cripple, if it weren’t for my dad telling me you were once a Martial Master, who would want to stay in this slum?”

Lin Chen’s expression changed instantly upon hearing this and pushed the door open directly, not caring about anything else.

“Uncle!”

Inside the narrow living room, there were piles of worn-out clothes scattered everywhere.

A man with graying temples sat in a wheelchair, his face flushed as he watched the scene.

He was Lin Chen’s uncle, Lin Jianhe.

“Chen, what are you doing back?” Lin Jianhe was momentarily stunned.

Lin Chen didn’t reply but looked at the several figures in the living room instead.

A wealthy young man in his twenties with dyed yellow hair, and two bodyguards in suits with Warrior badges.

Since Lin Chen’s parents passed away, he was raised single-handedly by his uncle and aunt.

Lin Chen was a martyr’s family member, with pension and scholarship, plus his uncle’s support, so life wasn’t really that bad.

Until five years ago, Lin Jianhe was injured in the line of duty, requiring amputation below the knee, leaving him permanently disabled.

The family’s pillar collapsed, losing their main income source.

Besides the pension, they relied on Aunt Kong Shan occasionally mending clothes or doing part-time jobs to make ends meet.

Even so, life shouldn’t have been this tough.

But as Lin Chen gradually showed talent, the need for Martial Path resources was high.

Plus, two years ago, his sister Lin An’an contracted a strange disease, even conservative treatment needed a large sum of money.

So they had to sell their house and move to this old neighborhood to save on expenses.

Even so, Lin Jianhe was not stingy with Lin Chen’s Martial Path resources.

But the pressure of raising the two forced Lin Jianhe to humbly teach some wealthy youngsters Martial Arts to earn money.

And some wealthy martial arts students were unreasonable, humiliated Lin Jianhe for being disabled.

Like this rich young man with yellow hair, who had repeatedly provoked Lin Jianhe.

Lin Chen saw his sister Lin An’an secretly watching this through the door gap, and his nose tingled with emotion.

His eyes reddened, Lin Chen said to Lin Jianhe:

“Uncle, you don’t have to work this hard anymore… I’ve become a Martial Artist now and can support the family too.”

“And for An’an’s illness, I will find a way to treat it…”

Saying this, Lin Chen looked expressionlessly at the yellow-haired rich young man, and said:

“You don’t need to come to my house any more! You are not welcome here, please leave now…”

The yellow-haired rich young man was stunned, anger swelling in his eyes.

“You poor kid, how dare you talk to me like that?”

“My dad is your benefactor, without me, you’d probably be begging on the street right now!”

The yellow-haired ’humphed’ coldly. Although he looked down on Lin Chen’s family, he knew Lin Jianhe was genuinely skilled.

In his half-year training at the Lin Family, he had really improved his Martial Arts, thus he was not willing to leave just yet.

But Lin Chen didn’t care, knowing he had backup, he wanted to change the fate of the Lin Family.

Why should they stay in a dilapidated apartment and take insults from these scions?

Therefore, Lin Chen pointed at the door and said:

“Get out! My uncle doesn’t need you as a student, nor your family’s money!”

It was this sentence from Lin Chen that completely infuriated the yellow-haired man.

In his eyes, poor people were born to be the cattle and horses of the rich!

“Kid, how dare you talk to me like that?”

The yellow-haired man raised his arm, preparing to hit Lin Chen.

Lin Jianhe wanted to stop it in a hurry, but was held down by those two Warrior bodyguards.

However, just as the palm was about to touch Lin Chen’s face, an arm suddenly appeared, grabbing the yellow-haired man’s wrist.

It was Li Nian and Wang Xinyu who heard the commotion upstairs and rushed up.

Li Nian frowned slightly and exerted a bit of force with his fingers, causing the yellow-haired man to cry out in tears, angrily saying:

“How dare you hit me, do you know who I am?”

Li Nian’s face remained calm, only a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

“Oh, who are you?”

“I am Du Jiye, ever heard of Du Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd.? That’s my dad’s company!” The yellow-haired man bragged.

Li Nian nodded slightly upon hearing this and said:

“Alright, I know who you are now…”

“But do you, know who I am?”

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