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Soon, Yang Zhuo returned home. His parents were still awake and looked at him happily when they saw him come back.

They found out about Yang Zhuo's results the day they came out, so Yang's parents have been very happy these past two days, practically beaming with joy.

Seeing that his parents were still awake, Yang Zhuo asked in confusion, "Mom and Dad, why aren't you asleep yet? Are you waiting for me?"

Mr. Yang chuckled and said, "I wanted to sleep, but your mother insisted on waiting for you to come back before I could sleep. Why are you so late today? Almost half an hour later than usual."

Yang Zhuo was taken aback, and quickly said, "Oh, I had a problem I hadn't finished. I finished it at school before coming back. Why did you wait for me?"

"Son, you've made me so proud this time! I just made you something delicious, black chicken soup, it's very nutritious, have a bowl first," Yang Zhuo's mother said with a smile as she brought out a bowl of black chicken soup from the kitchen.

Yang Zhuo almost cried when he heard this. "My goodness, why did you have to drink chicken soup? Don't you know that chicken soup is best for women?"

Despite his inner complaints, Yang Zhuo knew that if he didn't drink this bowl of chicken soup tonight, his mother would definitely be unhappy and wouldn't be able to sleep well.

Yang Zhuo gave his father a resentful look, but his father gave him a helpless expression before turning his attention to the TV. Yang Zhuo then put on a smile, walked to the table, and asked, "Mom, why did you decide to make chicken soup?"

"I'm only doing this because I see your grades are improving so quickly. You must have been studying hard lately. I'm worried that it might harm your health at such a young age, so I wanted to give you some nourishment. Drink this quickly, and I'll make you another bowl," Mother Yang said kindly.

The most touching thing in the world is a mother's love. Although Yang Zhuo didn't really like drinking chicken soup, he gritted his teeth and drank it all for his mother.

"Mom, just drink one bowl. Let Dad drink the rest. He works so hard every day, he deserves some nourishment," Yang Zhuo said quickly after finishing his bowl.

Seeing his mother nod and his father's angry look, Yang Zhuo quickly made an excuse to study and went back to his room.

"That brat." Yang's father chuckled helplessly and then took the chicken soup his wife brought him, gritting his teeth and holding his breath as he drank it down in one gulp, just like Yang Zhuo.

"Old Yang, have you noticed? Our son has changed a lot lately!" Yang's mother said, looking at Yang's father.

"Yes, there has been a significant change. He seems to have become much more confident. However, our son is currently in adolescence, and changes are normal. For example, he might be in love, or he might have experienced some kind of trauma, or this exam might have affected his mindset. It's all normal. Besides, it's a good thing that the child has become more confident," Mr. Yang said with a smile.

“I know it’s a good thing, but we need to figure out what’s going on. If it’s anything else, it’s fine, but if it’s about dating, isn’t it a bit too early?” Yang’s mother said worriedly.

"It's getting late. He's eighteen already, practically an adult. It's better to find a wife now than to not find one in three or four years," said Mr. Yang.

"Nonsense! How could our son not find a wife in the future?" Yang's mother glared at Yang's father first, then nodded repeatedly and said, "What you said makes sense. Let's find someone now, and if they don't work out, we can continue looking. Our son is so smart and handsome, he'll definitely have plenty of girls who like him in the future."

Mr. Yang shook his head as he watched Mrs. Yang talking to herself. She was worrying unnecessarily. She was only eighteen and she was already thinking about this. She would be worried sick in the future.

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Leaving aside the conversation between Yang's parents, Yang Zhuo returned to his bedroom and quickly took off his clothes, picked up a mirror and looked at his back. Earlier, during the fight, Yang Zhuo had been hit on the back by a thug with a stick, and he had felt the pain at that moment.

Looking in the mirror, Yang Zhuo saw a bruise on his back, the spot where he had been hit.

In fact, Yang Zhuo could no longer feel the pain. Although the blow hurt, it was only a physical pain for him, and it did not cause any damage to his bones.

Yang Zhuo is now considered a martial artist. Martial artists have vigorous blood and energy, which leads to strong self-healing abilities. This bruise will disappear in a day for Yang Zhuo, so he didn't apply any medicine.

Lying in bed, Yang Zhuo didn't sleep. Instead, he thought about how to get revenge on Luo Hao. Luo Hao had treated him so well today. If he didn't reciprocate, wouldn't he be neglecting his hospitality?

As the old saying goes, it is impolite not to reciprocate when one is old!

Yang Zhuo didn't think his magnanimity would make Luo Hao have a change of heart. If that guy had a conscience, then tonight's events wouldn't have happened.

You should know that a petty person will always be a petty person. Since you want to play games, then I'll play along with you.

However, Yang Zhuo also knew that with his current strength, he was no match for Luo Hao. Although he did not know Luo Hao's family and background, the fact that Luo Hao was able to get along well at school proved that Luo Hao's background was still very strong, at least no worse than Wang Qiang's family.

Therefore, Yang Zhuo's idea of ​​directly confronting Luo Hao is not feasible. Over the years, Yang Zhuo has learned a lot, one of which is the word "patience".

When facing an enemy stronger than yourself, if you know they are stronger and still confront them head-on, that's not bravery, that's idiocy, and you'll only face death. So you have to endure it. Of course, you don't have to endure everything. As long as you don't break ties and it comes down to a fight to the death, minor skirmishes don't matter.

With this thought in mind, Yang Zhuo fell asleep.

The next day, Yang Zhuo got up early, practiced boxing in the community garden for a while, then washed up, ate breakfast, and went to school.

At the school gate, Yang Zhuo happened to run into Luo Hao, who was on his way to school.

When Luo Hao saw Yang Zhuo, he could hardly believe it.

How come this guy is still alive and kicking?

Last night, Luo Hao was still imagining Yang Zhuo in the hospital, but he never expected to see him standing perfectly fine in front of him.

"Damn, did Chen Jian and his men forget to make their move? Or did they come to the wrong people?" This thought popped into Luo Hao's mind.

"Hey, Luo Hao, you're here early."

Upon seeing Luo Hao, Yang Zhuo greeted him warmly, as if the two were very close friends.

Looking at Yang Zhuo, who was very enthusiastic towards him, Luo Hao was very puzzled. Did this kid forget to take his medicine before coming here?

"What's wrong? You don't recognize me after just one night?" Yang Zhuo said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Luo Hao quickly laughed and said, "How could that be? I would still recognize you even if you were reduced to ashes."

"You have really heavy tastes. Okay, when I get old and die, I'll have my son send your ashes to you. That will be one of your wishes being fulfilled."

When Luo Hao heard Yang Zhuo's words, he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Damn it, is this considered a wish?