Chapter 58: Take Off Your Clothes

Inside Qian Rongrong's bedroom.

Qian Xiaosen was lying on the bed; Chen Che inserted Silver Needles into the acupoints on the top of his head and twisted them carefully, and the wound on Qian Xiaosen's forehead gradually stopped bleeding.

Qian Rongrong clutched her small fists to her chest, watching this scene with a nervous expression.

"Master, will my dad be able to wake up?" Qian Rongrong asked worriedly.

"He will."

Chen Che pulled out the Silver Needles from the top of his head, saw that Qian Xiaosen's complexion had eased but there were still no signs of waking, and said again: "Take off your clothes."

Huh?

Qian Rongrong was stunned, her face blushing: "R-right now?"

Chen Che frowned as he looked at Qian Rongrong and asked: "Is there a problem?"

There was an acupoint on the chest, but Qian Xiaosen was wearing too many layers on his upper body; the effect of the acupuncture would be greatly reduced if done through the clothes.

However, that was naturally not what Qian Rongrong understood it to mean.

"N-no!"

Qian Rongrong shook her head, afraid of displeasing Chen Che; she steeled her heart, quickly undid the buttons on her cheongsam, and with a *whoosh*, the cheongsam on her body fell to the floor.

With lightning speed, she then took off her bra and panties, standing there completely bare.

Chen Che had been waiting for Qian Rongrong to act and turned his head to urge her, but the words were choked back the moment they reached his lips.

A dazzling white light, the undulating mountains and the ravine beneath the lush forest, formed an alluring landscape!

"Uh... what are you doing?"

Chen Che steadied his breathing and asked.

Qian Rongrong's pretty face turned red to the roots of her ears, and she said timidly: "Isn't it you, Master, who told me to take off my clothes..."

"I meant for you to take off your dad's upper garments so I could find the acupoints for acupuncture, not for you to take off your clothes... and to strip so clean at that!"

Chen Che said this, yet his eyes never left the landscape.

Hearing Chen Che say this, Qian Rongrong's face turned red all the way to her neck, like a ripe cherry that made one want to take a bite.

"Then... can I put my clothes back on?" Qian Rongrong asked in a small voice.

"Hurry up and put them on!"

Chen Che abruptly withdrew his gaze and took a deep breath to calm his throbbing member.

Having received Chen Che's permission, Qian Rongrong quickly put her clothes back on, then unbuttoned her father Qian Xiaosen's top, opening it wide to expose his chest.

Chen Che inserted the Silver Needles and carefully twisted them; in less than three seconds, Qian Xiaosen woke up.

"Dad!"

Qian Rongrong was overjoyed, not expecting her father to actually wake up.

Although she had investigated beforehand and knew that Chen Che understood Medicine, she still couldn't help but be shocked when witnessing it with her own eyes!

A hint of tenderness also appeared in the way she looked at Chen Che.

Qian Xiaosen looked around in a daze and asked: "Daughter, where am I? Am I dead?"

"You're at home, you're not dead! You're still alive! It was Master who saved you!"

Qian Rongrong glanced at Chen Che and said excitedly.

Hearing this, Qian Xiaosen saw Chen Che, who was putting away the Silver Needles, and quickly stood up, bowed deeply, and said: "Thank you, Sir, for saving my life!"

"No need to be so polite."

Chen Che waved his hand and said: "I only decided to spare you because you are a decent father. But one thing remains unchanged: you can no longer be in charge of the Qian Family."

"Yes, I understand."

Qian Xiaosen said solemnly.

"Alright, now tell me about the Martial Arts Alliance. How did the Qian Family get involved with the Martial Arts Alliance?"

Chen Che sat on the bed, watching the father and daughter.

Qian Xiaosen said: "Actually, the Qian Family doesn't have a very deep relationship with the Martial Arts Alliance; it was just business dealings.

Ten years ago, the Martial Arts Alliance took a liking to the Qian Family's traditional Chinese medicinal herb supply chain. The Alliance Leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, Luo Tianxiang, found my father and said he could pay a high price to buy the herbs.

People from the Martial Arts Alliance have always been known for being lawless, and since Luo Tianxiang only mentioned doing business and didn't make any other demands, my father agreed."

Chen Che nodded and asked: "Have you ever seen that kind of Purple Pill?"

"No, today was the first time I've seen it too."

Qian Rongrong said.

Chen Che frowned and pondered for a moment, then said: "It seems the herbs from your Qian Family have all been refined into Pills by the people of the Martial Arts Alliance."

"Pills!"

The father and daughter were both startled.

There are rumors in the pugilistic world that there are Alchemists in the world; some of the Pills they refine can strengthen the body, some can enhance a Martial Artist's strength, and some can even grant eternal youth!

But those were only rumors; they never expected that they actually existed!

And since Chen Che knew about them, had he met an Alchemist?

For a moment, both father and daughter felt a strong sense of curiosity toward Chen Che.

This curiosity came not only from the Pills, but also from everything that happened today.

Yang Simin's intelligence was wrong; the strength and potential Chen Che displayed could be called heaven-defying. How could one not be curious about such a person?!

While the father and daughter were shocked, Chen Che fell into deep thought again.

According to the current situation, the Martial Arts Alliance was harder to deal with than he had imagined, and there was at least one Alchemist in the Martial Arts Alliance.

As an Artisan, Chen Che's instinct made him impatient to experience that Alchemist's Alchemy!

"Who is the person who does business with the Qian Family?" Chen Che asked again.

"I don't know."

Qian Xiaosen shook his head regretfully: "That group of people is very cautious, and we don't want to stir up trouble either. So every time, we just leave the medicinal materials at a designated location; by the next day, they are gone, and the money arrives in the account right on time."

Chen Che sighed, thinking to himself that the Qian Family could not be relied upon, and now the only lead left was Yang Simin.

"Ding—"

At this moment, a notification sound came from Chen Che's mobile phone.

Chen Che took it out and looked; it was actually a message sent by Cheng Kexiang.

"Tomorrow is the family gathering. Remember to have Scorpion give the fake video to Cheng Qian and Cheng Song. If you have time, come and watch the show with us too!"

After reading the message, Chen Che suddenly remembered that the previous matter had not been resolved yet; Cheng Qian and Cheng Song were still being kept on a string by Scorpion, unable to get the video.

"Okay."

Chen Che turned off his phone.

………

Martial Arts Alliance headquarters.

Alliance Leader Luo Tianxiang sat on a grand master chair, while opposite him, Yang Simin was wolfing down food, looking disheveled.

Luo Tianxiang frowned and said: "With a Purple Pill, you still ended up like this. It was just a Fourth or Fifth Grade Martial Artist who knows a bit of Medicine; you have truly lost all face for the Martial Arts Alliance!"

Yang Simin glanced at Luo Tianxiang and retorted irritably: "That's your fault for promising to help me investigate, only to give me nothing but false intelligence! Chen Che is not a Fourth or Fifth Grade Martial Artist at all!"

Luo Tianxiang's expression was one of surprise: "Could it be that you couldn't kill him even after taking the Purple Pill? At his age, no matter how high his talent is, it's impossible for him to be that strong!"

Yang Simin continued eating, not wanting to pay him any mind.

Luo Tianxiang naturally could not figure out why the intelligence had been wrong.

Cheng Kexin had initially helped Chen Che cover up his identity information, but later, finding herself stretched thin, she simply released some false information.

The people Luo Tianxiang sent were misled by these false messages from Cheng Kexin, which led to Yang Simin's misjudgment.

Watching Yang Simin wolfing down her food without any ladylike demeanor, Luo Tianxiang actually found it to have a unique charm.

He was fifty years old this year, and full of the weariness of age, he naturally yearned for youthful vitality.

Luo Tianxiang stood up, walked behind Yang Simin, and wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

"Slap!"

Yang Simin jumped up, backhanded him with a slap, and held a fork to her own throat, threatening: "We had a deal: you help me kill Chen Che, and then I will be yours. If you dare to touch me before Chen Che is dead, I will die right in front of you!"

Luo Tianxiang stepped back two paces and compromised: "Fine, fine, fine, I won't touch you. Isn't he just a stray dog from ten years ago? I could kill his father ten years ago, and I can kill him ten years later too!"

At this moment, a subordinate came to report.

"Alliance Leader, we have entangled the person following Miss Yang, but that guy is a genuine Eighth Grade, so he is not easy to kill."

"If he is not easy to kill, then don't kill him."

Luo Tianxiang said: "Keep entangling him for a few more days, lead him to discover the location of the headquarters, and then let him go back to tell Chen Che that I am waiting for Chen Che to walk right into the trap!"