The next day.

Wang Xiaoqiang took a plane to Guangzhou.

Having landed at White Cloud Airport, he immediately called his older brother, Wang Dali.

The call rang for quite a while before being answered. Wang Dali's somewhat feeble voice came through, "Hello, Little Qiang..."

Though Wang Dali was stubborn as an ox, he would never ignore his younger brother's call, a fact that pleased Little Qiang. It at least showed he cared for his brother.

"Brother, I've arrived at White Cloud Airport. Where are you? I'll come find you..." said Little Qiang.

"You, did you really come to Guangzhou?"

"Yes, just got off the plane,"

"Then wait for me at the airport exit; I'll send someone to pick you up!"

"Okay!" replied Little Qiang eagerly.

Less than half an hour later, a black BMW pulled up on the road outside the airport. A young fellow got out of the car and made a call on his cellphone.

Then, Little Qiang's phone rang; a young voice spoke, "Hey, Brother Qiang, I'm here to pick you up. I'm in a black BMW, license plate Yue B8356."

Little Qiang had already spotted the BMW. Hearing this he said, "Okay, I see it."

He walked towards the youth who had been on the phone. Recognizing Little Qiang, because he resembled Wang Dali quite a bit, the youth smiled and approached, "You must be Brother Qiang, right?"

"Yes, I'm Wang Xiaoqiang. Did my brother send you to pick me up...?"

"Yes, my name is Little Dao, I've been with Dali for several years now..." said the young man, who then very attentively opened the car's rear door for Little Qiang.

Little Qiang frowned slightly, noticing that the young man looked like a hoodlum, and even his name had a gangster-like ring to it. But he didn't dwell on it too much and stepped forward, bending down to get in the car. "Nice car, eh!"

"Er, this belongs to Dali," Little Dao also got into the car, starting the engine.

"So, who's been messing with my brother?" Little Qiang asked.

"Dali told me not to tell you, Brother Qiang. You should ask Dali himself..." replied Little Dao.

"You seem quite loyal."

"Heh, Dali has been good to me; I can't disobey him..." said Little Dao.

The car drove for over twenty minutes before turning into a relatively secluded residential complex. The complex was of medium quality. But to own an apartment like this in Guangzhou Urban Area meant one was doing quite well.

"Did my brother buy this house?" Little Qiang asked as Little Dao led him into a building and they rode the elevator.

"Yes, Dali bought it last year. It cost several million!" exclaimed Little Dao.

The elevator stopped on the eighth floor; then Little Dao led Little Qiang into an apartment. It was only then that Little Qiang realized why his brother couldn't meet him—Dali was in no condition to. He saw that Dali was half-lying in a wheelchair, his leg in a splint. His head and arm were also bandaged, making him look like a mummified figure.

Seeing this, Little Qiang's head began to reel, and a surge of anger rose within him.

They hadn't seen each other for more than three years.

Wang Dali also watched Little Qiang.

The brothers locked eyes for a moment. Pointing at Dali, Little Qiang demanded, "Brother, who did this to you?"

"You don't need to get involved in this matter!" Wang Dali turned his head away, his voice tinged with frustration.

Little Qiang didn't press further, instead he knelt in front of his brother, placing his hands on Dali's legs, he asked, "Is the injury serious? Will it affect your walking...?"

"It's nothing; it will get better with some rest!" Dali's voice was a bit hoarse. It was clear that he wasn't telling the whole truth.

Little Qiang didn't inquire any further but began channeling Wood Element Spiritual Qi into Dali's legs. After mastering the Mahayana level of the Qi Guiding Technique, Little Qiang could wield Spiritual Energy with greater ease and finesse, like now, healing his brother in such a subtle manner that Dali barely noticed the sensation.

"How are mom and dad doing?" asked Dali.

"They're good..."

"I heard you had a son..."?

"Right."

"You got married, and your brother didn't attend. You're not upset with me, are you?"

"Brother, Xia Guifang and I aren't officially married yet,"

"Xia Sanwa's daughter, haha, you're quite capable, snagging the village belle for yourself..." Wang Dali said, half in praise, half in relief.

"Brother, why don't you ask Sister-in-law?" Wang Xiaoqiang said with some indignation.

"Why should I ask her when there's nothing wrong?" Wang Dali replied unhappily. As he spoke, he glanced up at Little Dao, who was standing by with her hands tied, and instructed her, "Little Dao, go out and buy some cooked food, get a few bottles of good liquor, I want to have a few drinks with my brother..."

Little Dao acknowledged and left.

Seeing that Little Dao had left, Wang Xiaoqiang continued, "Brother, we can't be heartless. You disappeared for several years without even a single phone call to Sister-in-law, that's a bit too much..."

Wang Dali frowned and said, "Xiaoqiang, brother has found another one in Guangzhou, do you want to meet her..."

"No need," Wang Xiaoqiang replied.

Wang Dali picked up the mobile phone beside him, flipped out a photo, and spread it out in front of Wang Xiaoqiang, "Look, this is her, she looks okay, right..."

Wang Xiaoqiang took a glance and saw a woman of above average looks, but she didn't seem like the overly seductive type, he simply said, "Average, not as good as Sister-in-law..."

As if speaking of a taboo, Wang Dali frowned and said, "Xiaoqiang, can you not mention her..."

"Why do you dislike Sister-in-law so much?" Wang Xiaoqiang also became a bit annoyed.

"Let me tell you the truth, Xiaoqiang, your Sister-in-law, she...," Wang Dali said with some difficulty.

"What about her, did she do something to wrong you?" Wang Xiaoqiang pressed.

"That's not it. Sigh, I'll just tell you, your Sister-in-law is, she's a White Tiger..."

"White Tiger? What does that mean?..."

"Tsk... Not even knowing that, let me enlighten you a bit on this subject. A White Tiger is..."

It turns out that this was the situation: Typically, girls at the age of 11-12 and boys at 14-15, with their continuous development and maturation, begin to secrete sex hormones, which stimulate a special protein (receptor) within the hair follicle cells to start growing. When these receptors are not functioning properly, the hair is sparse and soft, and if the growth receptor is lacking, it manifests as alopecia.

Alopecia in women is mostly physiological, meaning there are no significant pathological changes in the body, and it does not affect health or reproduction. However, there are also cases caused by illness, such as severe postpartum hemorrhage, shock, etc., leading to necrosis of the pituitary gland or the formation of arterial thrombosis and consequent pituitary dysfunction.

There is a folk belief that "White Tiger" and "Azure Dragon" are ominous signs, with sayings like "a woman harboring a White Tiger will overpower her husband," and "a man with an Azure Dragon will overpower his wife."

A man with abdominal hair is called an Azure Dragon, while a woman who lacks body hair is called a White Tiger.

Ordinary men encountering a White Tiger will face bad luck, but an Azure Dragon meeting a White Tiger will achieve Unity of Heaven and Man!

It is said that a woman as a White Tiger is insatiable and extremely strong in that aspect.

In folklore, a 'White Tiger' is said to 'expend a man,' or 'expend a woman,' and has been generalized to also bring harm to ancestors and others. This is what is meant by overpowering a husband or wife.

Having heard this, Wang Xiaoqiang finally understood. A question that had troubled him for three years was now clear. It turned out that his brother and Sister-in-law had fallen out over this ridiculous reason. To think that after three years of marriage, Sister-in-law was still a virgin – it was incredibly dramatic! "Brother, this is pure superstition. You are an educated man, and now doing such big business, how can you believe in this stuff..." Wang Xiaoqiang said very seriously.

"Xiaoqiang, some things you really shouldn't dismiss as superstition. Think about it, a month after I got engaged to Liu Juyi, our parents had a car accident that broke their legs. On the wedding night, I found out your Sister-in-law was a White Tiger, so I didn't even touch her... Simply put, this woman is a disaster star..." Wang Dali argued vehemently.

"Brother, you..." Wang Xiaoqiang felt that it was really challenging to convince someone if their way of thinking was problematic.

"Alright, let's not talk about her anymore. Ah, by the way, Xiaoqiang, I heard you cured mom and dad's legs," Wang Dali said, staring at Wang Xiaoqiang with amazement.

"Yes, that's right."

"Then I'll leave this leg of mine in your hands," Wang Dali said, patting his own leg.

"Didn't you say your leg was fine, and that it would get better with some rest?"

"Cut it out, did you really believe me? I was just saying that so you wouldn't worry... Oh right, don't mention my leg to mom and dad..."

"At least you're still thoughtful..." Wang Xiaoqiang said as he infused his brother's leg with Wood Element Spiritual Qi, not sparing any when it came to his own brother.

"Don't worry, leave it to me, I guarantee you'll be better in a week," Wang Xiaoqiang said confidently.

"Mm, and don't say anything, but you really do have a knack for this," Wang Dali said, joyfully looking at his brother, "Uh, right, I heard you've started working overseas too..."

"Yeah, brother, if you can't make it here, come with me overseas,"

"I won't go," Wang Dali decisively concluded, "If your brother really becomes disabled, he might need your help. Otherwise, I will not rely on anyone..."

"Brother, even if you don't want to go overseas, that's fine, but I need someone to manage my business back home. You could think of it as helping me..."

"Stop there. No matter how big your enterprise is, it's yours. I don't want to live off anyone..." Wang Dali said squarely, "I may not be as good as you, but I still have at least that much pride..."

"..." Wang Xiaoqiang stopped persuading and felt a sense of pride for his brother's principles.

"Brother, it's good to have dreams and ambition, but don't ever take the wrong path..." Wang Xiaoqiang said, staring at Wang Dali.

These words seemed to strike at Wang Dali's heart, and he hung his head, "Xiaoqiang, society is just that dark. If you don't take the crooked path, someone else will, and then you won't be able to survive..." Saying this, Wang Dali patted his own leg, "See? Your brother does honest business, and still, he gets sniped by someone..."

"Brother, tell me, who did this?" Wang Xiaoqiang's anger flared up again. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)

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