The two came to the study, Ruan Xiang brewed a pot of tea for them, then closed the door and left.

After a moment of silence, Wang Qian looked at Jiang Lai who was concentrating on playing with his nails, and couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Jiang, which sect do you follow?"

"Sect?" Jiang Lai laughed and said, "Mr. Wang, I think you may have misunderstood. I have never joined the sect, nor have I ever been to the master. To be honest, I have always lived abroad and have only returned to China recently."

"How is this possible?" Wang Qian said incredibly: "Then how did you practice your whole body of kung fu? No matter how talented you are, you cannot cultivate internal energy without anyone's guidance."

When Jiang Lai heard the other party’s internal strength, he felt moved and said with interest: “Mr. Wang, although I am abroad, I have always been curious about the mysterious power of China. I heard that you can break through the limits of the human body through the practice of ancient methods and develop your potential to an unprecedented level.”

"Not bad!" Wang Qian nodded and said, "The martial arts lineage is the crystallization of China's thousands of years of history. It emphasizes the external and internal energy, and by practicing the qi of the dantian, it is slowly condensed. In China, there are thousands of people who practice martial arts, but very few people can truly cultivate internal energy. Just like me, I have spent decades to learn martial arts since I was a child, and I have just first seen the path. The man you defeated today has already entered the hall and is considered a real master of internal energy."

"Since you mean, do people who practice martial arts still have a level of strength?"

"That is natural. Martial arts practice, and internal energy is internal energy, which is divided into small success, great success, and peak. There is also a master above it. Above the master, he is a legendary figure. He is a martial arts saint. Those who have cultivated to this level have already broken through the limits of human beings. He hurts people from the air and controls their energy. It is easy to take the head of a man among the troops."

Jiang Lai's eyes were bright when he heard this, and he felt yearning for it. He could not have imagined that his internal energy would be so powerful to the extreme.

"Mr. Wang, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes today, I would have thought that all this was a fantasy. It seems that I was watching the sky from a well. I didn't expect that the martial arts of China could reach this level. It was incredible."

Hearing this, Wang Qian smiled and shook his head.

Noting the mockery at the corner of his mouth, Jiang Lai asked in confusion: "Mr. Wang, is what I said wrong?"

"Mr. Jiang, I can actually understand that you live abroad all year round, and you may not know much about China and you know nothing about our world. The realms I just mentioned are just the limits that can be seen by the naked eye."

Wang Qian said meaningfully: "Mr. Jiang, China is very big, so big that you can't imagine it. Remember my words, when you think you understand everything, you are actually still watching the sky from a well. The only difference is that you have changed to a slightly larger well."

After saying that, Wang Qian took out a business card and put it on the table, then got up and left, leaving alone in the study.

Listening to the ticking sound of the wall clock, Jiang Lai was still immersed in Wang Qian's words and shock, unable to extricate himself. I don't know how long it took, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

Interesting... He likes challenging life the most. When he was abroad, he was the king of the temple, and his power and strength reached the extreme. However, when he arrived in China, he realized that everything he had before seemed not worth mentioning, as if life had just begun, and everything was full of unknowns.

In addition, he had been wondering whether the mysterious power on his body was the internal force mentioned by Wang Qian. However, after today's contact, he found that although the internal force is powerful, it is not the same as his power. Perhaps, there is a stronger power above the internal force.

It seems that only by constantly pursuing strength can one unlock one's own secrets.

Just as he was thinking, the ringtone of his cell phone suddenly rang. He glanced at the strange number on the caller ID and answered the phone casually, "Who?"

"Hello, Mr. Jiang, I am Qin Qing."

"So it's Miss Qin." Jiang Lai raised his lips slightly and asked with a smile: "Is there anything wrong with me so late?"

"I have seriously considered your proposal these days. Although I still think it's a joke, I'm still willing to accept it."

"Why?"

"Because I owe you a life, no matter what the result is, I will help you, just treat it as repaying your favor."

"Miss Qin, I believe you won't be disappointed."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Lai calmed down and began to think about what was happening in front of him.

The next day.

Because Hai Liusha was injured in ankle and was inconvenient to move, he did not go to the company, but stayed at home to recuperate. He slept until about 8:30 in the morning, and Jiang Lai came to the restaurant with his sleepy eyes.

At this time, Hai Liusha was eating alone. Seeing the rich breakfast on the dining table, Jiang Lai was not polite and started eating as if no one was around.

"Chairman." At this time, Ruan Xiang walked in from outside, holding a sealed package in her hand. "The company received a courier this morning, indicating that you would sign for it. I was afraid that there would be something important, so I sent it to you."

Jiang Lai looked at the fist-sized package and asked, "Have you checked it?"

Ruan Xiang nodded, "Don't worry, the danger has been ruled out."

Hearing this, the quicksand was wrapped, and used a dining knife to cut the tape on the surface, then opened the paper box and took out a very thin computer storage disk from it.

"Who sent it? I haven't bought this kind of thing."

"I don't know, the sender is anonymous. However, I asked someone to investigate and found that the package was sent from abroad three days ago."

Jiang Lai took the computer storage disk and studied it carefully. This storage disk is very new. It should have just been bought. There is still a layer of unteared film on the surface.

"Miss Ruan, do you have a notebook?"

The latter understood and immediately delivered a notebook to the dining table. After connecting the storage disk, Jiang Lai skillfully tapped the keyboard. Soon, the storage disk was opened, but what surprised the three of them was that the storage disk was empty and there was no document.

"Chairman, can someone make a prank?" Ruan Xiang expressed her guess.

Hai Liusha was silent for a while and said, "No matter who did it, it should not be so boring. There must be a reason for sending a storage tray from afar."

Jiang Lai carefully checked it several times, and after repeated confirmation, he was sure that the computer storage disk was empty, there was no content, and there was no trace of use.

After pondering for a moment, he turned his eyes to the package box, then took it over and checked the express delivery information on it. Suddenly, his face suddenly changed, and his thick eyebrows frowned tightly.
Chapter completed!