Chapter 235
"Godmother, do you think this car is uncomfortable? That’s how SUVs are, with better hardware, but the interior is usually quite rough, not as comfortable as high-end sedans. If you don’t like it, I can buy a new one tomorrow."
Shen Xuepei smiled, "It’s not the interior. Ye, you should know that this Grand Cherokee isn’t really built for off-roading, but just for its good looks. Such flashy but insubstantial models are often bought by those who want to prop up their facade and pretend to have taste. Other similar vehicles include Japan’s Land Cruiser and the off-road version of the Wrangler. Real off-road performance pales in comparison to our own Beijing Jeep; higher chassis, stronger drive capability, and much cheaper, much better than these showy impractical things. Buying a car is for practicality and also reflects a person’s taste and cultivation."
Ye Tian scratched his head, looking distressed, "Then, godmother, what kind of car do you think would be better for me to buy? I don’t understand these things, and need to ask for your advice. Or... could you recommend one for me, and maybe I’ll get one for godfather too?"
Shen Xuepei flicked Ye Tian’s forehead, reprimanding, "What are you thinking, kid? Your godfather doesn’t need you to buy him a car. More likely, it would be him buying you one."
Ye Tian laughed, "Then godfather might just skin me alive. Heh heh."
The two of them chatted back and forth enthusiastically. Shen Xuepei was quite surprised at Ye Tian’s knowledge in swordsmanship and health, and when she learned that he was self-taught, she clicked her tongue in admiration at his difficult life. Especially when thinking of Ye Tian’s orphan status, she was moved to tears, and if not for Ye Tian’s consolation, she might have broken down. Li Jing, looking through the rearview mirror, kept shaking his head at this godmother-son duo. This Ye Tian, his skin was really thick, tougher than titanium alloy; probably even an RPG couldn’t penetrate it.
When they arrived at Wanshan Park, it was just eight o’clock. Many old men and women had already gathered there, unaware that the woman who came here to exercise every day was the wife of the city’s Party Committee Secretary. After all, she wasn’t the one on TV, and she’s very low-key, so her presence going unnoticed was not unexpected. Still, Ye Tian noticed five or six bodyguards around her, protecting her safety. These were just the ones in plain sight; there were undoubtedly many more in the shadows.
"Ye, come over here and watch with me." Ye Tian agreed and followed her into the crowd.
The crowd, shaped like a crescent, was centered around an old man with white beard, holding a Soft Sword that drooped from the midpoint downwards. Ye Tian knew at a glance this guy was a fraud. For starters, real experts don’t grow such long beards, and if you have a beard, at least wipe the glue off your cheeks.
Unable to stand Shen Xuepei’s piqued interest, Ye Tian patiently waited by her side.
Nowadays, where can you find true masters? Masters are secluded in deep mountains and ancient forests. Even the abbot of Shaolin Temple has started accompanying wine and going public, and that Master Xingyun from Taiwan is tweeting every day. Masters? Bullshit! Just deceiving people for money.