"Don't worry, Dr. Lin. Now that I've agreed to stay, I won't leave easily."

Lin Yang and expert Fang were both very resolute in their attitudes.

Sugar Cube and John looked grim.

One cannot understand why his father is so obsessed with a herb garden.

One felt he had lost face.

The two returned home disappointed.

Fang, the expert, felt a pang of reluctance as he watched his daughter's departing figure, but he remained steadfast in his loyalty to Lin Yang.

"Don't worry, Dr. Lin, no matter what they say afterward, I won't go!"

Lin Yang nodded and smiled, saying, "I trust Expert Fang."

After Lin Yang finished speaking, he turned to Expert Fang and said, "Expert Fang, you should also be careful lately. There are quite a few people eyeing our area recently."

Lin Yang spoke calmly, but his gaze held a chilling edge.

Expert Fang nodded: "Don't worry, Dr. Lin. Everyone has been on high alert ever since what happened this morning."

Lin Yang nodded in response.

Wang Yuwei walked over at some point, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Lin Yang.

"Honey, you're finally back."

Lin Yang smiled and hugged Wang Yuwei.

"You've been missing me for only a short time?"

Wang Yuwei angrily punched Lin Yang's chest lightly with her small fist.

"Glib-tongued".

After the two joked around for a while, Lin Yang suddenly received a call from an unknown number.

"Hello, Lin Yang, I still want to talk to you about the medicinal herb garden."

"The meeting place is set at a bar; we'll meet at six o'clock."

The call connected, and John's voice came from the other end.

Lin Yang raised an eyebrow slightly.

"OK."

John, on the other end of the phone, breathed a slight sigh of relief when he heard Lin Yang agree.

Lin Yang hung up the phone when he saw that the person on the other end was not speaking.

Time passed slowly, and before they knew it, it was the time Lin Yang and John had agreed upon.

When Lin Yang arrived at the bar, John had already been waiting for a long time.

"Dr. Lin, this is the wine I ordered for you. Please have a taste."

A glass of sapphire blue whiskey sits quietly on the table.

Lin Yang picked up the wine glass and swirled it gently.

“My stance is firm: I will not sell the medicinal herb garden.”

"If you want Old Master Fang to go with you, that's fine too. You can discuss it with him yourselves. I won't interfere."

Lin Yang spoke calmly and with an attitude that was neither humble nor arrogant.

“But I really want your herb garden. Perhaps you could choose to work for me, and I can hire you to continue looking after the herb garden.”

John proposed what he considered a very good and reasonable solution.

Lin Yang was somewhat amused by the situation.

Why would a perfectly good boss like him sell his territory to someone else and become their henchman? Has his brain been eaten by foreign dogs?

"I refuse."

Without hesitation, Lin Yang turned and left, not giving the other party any chance to continue trying to persuade him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, I haven't agreed to let you leave yet!"

John clapped his hands as he spoke, and the previously noisy crowd immediately quieted down as a group of men in bodyguard uniforms appeared from all directions.

They surrounded Lin Yang, giving him no chance to leave.

"May I ask, does Mr. Lin still disagree with my purchase of the medicinal herb garden?"

John's voice, tinged with a faint smile, rang out behind Lin Yang.

Lin Yang sneered.

"It seems Mr. John is very well prepared this time."

This means that if soft methods don't work, we have to resort to hard methods.

John shook his head innocently.

"It's because you don't respond well to soft words, Mr. Lin."

Lin Yang sneered and, no longer holding back, prepared for battle.

"superior!"

John waved his hand, and a group of bodyguards in suits rushed towards Lin Yang. Lin Yang dodged one of their punches and kicked him to the ground.

His eyes were cold and sharp as he threw out silver needles, which flew towards a group of bodyguards.

Although these bodyguards knew some martial arts, they were still far inferior to Lin Yang.

Lin Yang dodged another bodyguard's lunge and punched another bodyguard in the chest.

A scream of agony rang out.

The bodyguards' encirclement created an opening, and Lin Yang took the opportunity to slip away.

"A bunch of useless bastards! You can't even beat one Chinese person! What use are you to me!"

John stomped his foot in anger.

Lin Yang sneered and sent out a silver needle.

"Ahhh!"

John screamed as a silver needle pierced his pressure point.

A sharp, intense pain, unbearable for most people, swept through John's entire nervous system in an instant.

John, his forehead beaded with cold sweat, endured the pain and pulled the silver needle out.

"Damn Lin Yang! Damn Lin Yang!"

John cursed angrily and sat down on the ground, completely losing his previous arrogance.

Lin Yang had already vanished without a trace while John was being treated with acupuncture.

The bodyguards initially wanted to give chase, but they were worried about leaving John alone there.

In addition, Lin Yang's martial arts were unpredictable, so some of them dared not go forward.

It was already eight o'clock when Lin Yang left the bar.

Wang Yuwei called.

"Honey, where are you? You've disappeared again."

"Do you have another woman outside? Otherwise, why do you always act alone?"

Wang Yuwei sounded aggrieved. She had finally managed to free up some time, and she specifically wanted to spend more time with Lin Yang so that the two of them could have some alone time.

As a result, Lin Yang would always disappear in the blink of an eye, without ever telling her what he was doing.

Lin Yang quickly explained what had just happened.

Wang Yuwei's anger had not subsided, but the target of her anger had changed to John.

"That John is so annoying!"

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