Charlie was indifferent to the words he had just spoken; in an instant, both the people and the car had vanished from sight.


    Hong Changqing chased after him for a few hundred meters but couldn’t keep up. As he watched Charlie’s car ascend the viaduct towards the suburbs, he copsed onto the ground, tears streaming down his face. “Master Wade,” he sobbed, “your grandma and I are friends, which makes me a sort of elder to you. How can you treat me this way?”


    Yet, Charlie remained unmoved by his tears and continued his swift journey to the Champs Elysees Hot Spring.


    ording to Charlie’s initial n, he intended for Hong Changqing to serve as a mentor at the Champs-Elysees Hot Spring, enhancing his martial arts mindset or even instilling a new one. The goal was for Hong to teach the He family and the promising young warriors within the Wanlongdian. If he performed well, Charlie promised to reward him and assist him in breaking through to the dark realm, enabling him to be a master in a short period.


    However, Charlie was taken aback by the old man’s ulterior motives. Not only was Hong hesitant to fully reveal his true intentions, but his attitude—servile and subservient—rendered him unworthy of Charlie’s trust.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    From Charlie’s perspective, the only way to handle Hong was topletely subdue him first. Otherwise, the lingering doubts in Hong’s mind would inevitably lead to instability in the future.


    Charlie found it easy to seal Hong’s four meridians with his spiritual energy. Unblocking them would be aplex challenge, but sealing them was a simple task.


    It was akin to constructing a ten-kilometer tunnel and then trying to make it avable for traffic. The effort required to reopen it would be tremendous, demanding vast resources andbor.<fn405e> This text is hosted at </fn405e>


    Conversely, if one wanted to render an open tunnel unusable, all it would take is to dump a truckload of earth at the entrance, effectively solving the problem.


    Interestingly, when Charlie sealed Hong’s meridians with his spiritual energy, he used only a minuscule amount. For Hong, whocked any spiritual energy in his body, this was a catastrophic blow, leaving him powerless to respond.


    Charlie had just deceived him by iming he could still break through in ten years, but that was merely a jest. Should Hong retreat and practice, he wouldn’t even be able to unblock a single meridian in a century.


    In essence, Charlie’s slight infusion of spiritual energy had effectively locked Hong Changqing’s future in martial arts.


    This wasn’t just a regression to thirty years ago; it was as if his development had beenpletely frozen in that time frame.


    At that moment, Hong Changqing was oblivious to the implications of Charlie sealing his meridians. All he understood was that he couldn’t just leave in such a dire situation.


    In a fleeting thought, he contemted reaching out to Charlie’s grandmother, hoping she coulde and mediate the situation.<h3 ss="has-text-align-center wp-block-heading" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>