The Rise of David - Book 1
Copyright© 2025 by RichXpower
Chapter 6: A Fool
“David, she’s such a nice lady. I could sense that she came from a well-off family. Despite that, she never once acted arrogantly. You have to work harder so that you can have a relationship with her!”
Hannah advised after Josephine had left.
“Mom, stop it! We’re just friends!” David answered helplessly.
“Indeed, David. I think she’s nice, too! Listen to your mom. Work harder to please Josephine. You know I’m always right when it comes to these things!”
Gary added. It was incredibly rare for Gary to talk casually with David. So, it meant that he was very sure of how he felt toward Josephine.
“All right, you two. Stay out of it!”
David went into his bedroom after that. After he had gotten into his bedroom, David didn’t go to bed. Instead, he sat down on the floor with his legs crossed. He then calmed himself down and shut his eyes before initiating the Focus Technique. Suddenly, waves and waves of spiritual energy rushed toward him. Throughout the past three years, David had never skipped a day of his training.
Although it was an instruction from Draco, David insisted that he would continue refining his spiritual energy even after getting out of jail. Not long after that, all the spiritual energy on the mountain top had gathered around David and formed a whirlpool.
Gradually, David breathed in the spiritual energy. Due to David still being in the early stages of the process, the amount of spiritual energy that he could absorb was still considered to be little.
However, slowly but surely, he could improve himself over time. By the time David opened his eyes, it was already sunrise.
After letting out a long breath, David realized that he had never felt better in his life. It was because the spiritual energy at the mountaintop was way purer than in prison. Instead of tiredness, he felt rather energetic after the cultivation.
“David, it’s time for breakfast!”
David stretched his body and got out of his bedroom upon hearing Hannah’s voice. Gary had prepared a sumptuous breakfast for everyone.
Not only that, his attitude toward David had changed. He was gentler toward him, and he even smiled at him.
Perhaps it was due to Josephine’s visit the day before. After breakfast, Gary brought Hannah out of the mansion for a stroll.
On the other hand, David planned to head out to visit an antique market.
He was hoping to find a calligraphy brush and cinnabar rosary imbued with spirituality. David was eager to heal his mom and restore her eyesight.
Meanwhile, Sandy, Juliette, and Warrick had spent the previous night at Sandy’s mansion. The moment Sandy thought about how David had ruined her wedding the day before, she was bristling with anger.
Even worse, David had just moved into a mansion more luxurious than hers.
“Warrick, what time did you say those friends of yours would arrive?” Sandy asked.
“They’ll be here soon! As they’re all martial arts experts, David would be torn into pieces! Besides, these tough and ruthless friends of mine are from the triads.”
Warrick knew that Sandy wouldn’t do anything to David.
Hence, he made a few phone calls to his friends. He wanted revenge for what David did to him as well.
“That’s good, then. David has to come out of the mansion at some point. The Sullivan family can’t keep him safe at all times!” Sandy was fuming as she clenched her teeth.
“That piece of trash! Not only did he break Ley’s arm, but he also ruined my wedding. He deserves to die!”
After she was done raging, Sandy looked at Warrick and said, “I have to go to the hospital to see Ley now. You take care of David. After it’s done, you can expect a handsome reward!”
“No problem. Wait for my good news!” Warrick nodded.
As David walked down the hill, he was stopped by a group of four to five men along the way.
“David, you’re finally here! I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”
Warrick smirked at David. Behind him was a group of fierce-looking men wielding clubs in their hands.
“Why are you waiting for me?” David shot Warrick an icy glance.
“If you’re looking for a fight, you lot are no match for me. Yesterday, I took out more than ten men from the Scott family singlehandedly. Do you think just a handful of you can defeat me?”
“Hahaha! David, how dare you speak with such arrogance before knowing who I brought with me? You’ll naturally learn their identities once you’re begging for mercy on your knees!”
Laughing heartily, Warrick was unfazed by David.
Warrick had seen for himself what happened yesterday. Baldy and his men were nothing more than incompetent street thugs who were each defeated by a single punch from David.
Unlike the day before, Warrick’s men were all martial artists who could single-handedly defeat ten men by themselves without breaking a sweat.
“It seems I let you off too lightly the last time. I should have broken your limbs so that you won’t be making a fool of yourself right now,” David sneered while giving Warrick the side-eye.
“Damn you! How dare you still bring up yesterday? I’m going to beat you till you grovel for mercy if it’s the last thing I do!”
With that, Warrick turned to his men. “Men, someone is willing to pay a hundred thousand to whoever that beats him till he begs for his life on his knees!”
At the mention of a hundred thousand, the men’s eyes sparkled.
“Don’t worry. If you want us to make him cry, laughing will be the last thing he does.”
“If you want him to drop to his knees, we’ll never allow him to stand!”
“Given how weak he looks, one kick from me alone will cause him to cry for his mommy!”
The men threw David condescending looks, clearly not seeing him as a threat. “Is Sandy the one offering the reward?” David asked Warrick.
Warrick nodded candidly.
“That’s right. I’m not worried about letting you know. After all, it’s not like you’ll dare to cause her any more trouble. After beating up Leyton, the Scott family will definitely not forgive you. All I’m doing now is serving you the appetizer of what’s about to come.”
“Fine. Looks like I shouldn’t have shown you any mercy.”
After spreading his hands with a shrug, David suddenly launched a kick in
Warrick’s direction.
Bam!
Warrick was sent flying upon impact. His men, who had looked down upon David a moment ago, froze as they couldn’t believe their eyes. To be able to send someone flying with a kick, one needed to be extremely powerful.
Evidently, David wasn’t someone to be trifled with.
Cough!
Cough!
Crashing onto the ground, Warrick threw up a pool of blood. After that, he bellowed vengefully, “Kill him! Kill him!”
After exchanging glances with each other, his men charged forward, motivated by the reward.
Just as expected, all of them were not only trained men but also well coordinated.
Pfft!
David sniggered before dashing forward to meet their attack.
Bam!
Bam!
Bam!
In less than half a minute, the group of men had collapsed onto the ground, groaning and grimacing in pain. Warrick was so shocked that he gulped in fear. He couldn’t imagine what David had gone through in prison to have gained such strength.
After all, the men he hired had spent their whole lives training in martial art schools and had made a name for themselves.
In spite of that, all of them were easily defeated.
“Do you still want to kill me?” David taunted Warrick as he slowly walked up to him.
“W-What are you trying to do?” Stricken by horror, Warrick backpedaled.
“T-This was Sandy’s idea. I—”
Before Warrick could finish, David stomped on his arm.
The moment he felt the excruciating pain, Warrick let out an agonized cry. Without a doubt, his arm had been broken.
“Stop using Sandy to threaten me. Both she and Leyton will be getting what’s coming from me.”
With that, David turned and left, ignoring Warrick’s miserable cries.
The Horington Antique Street was the largest antique market in Jazona. Many antique collectors would visit it, hoping to score a treasure. Both sides of the street were filled with roadside stalls that displayed all sorts of antiques, including silverware, bronze coins, paintings, etc. One could find everything under
the sun there.
Nevertheless, one also had to rely on one’s eye to tell the genuine goods apart from the fakes.
Even the most experienced antique specialists could be fooled due to the excellent quality of the imitations. As a result, it was very difficult to discern the authenticity of the items sold. One would have to rely on both skill and luck to be able to spot any treasures. Since it was David’s first time in a place like that, his curiosity was piqued by the smorgasbord of items on display. When they saw the look on
David’s face, many of the stall owners smiled in glee.
To them, he was obviously a fool that could easily be cheated.
“Kid, what are you looking for? I have everything here, and I guarantee they’re all authentic!”
Armed with a welcoming smile, a fat stall owner pulled David toward his stall. Then, he whispered in David’s ear, “Let me tell you, everything I’m selling was excavated from the ground and is at least a thousand years old. If you buy them, you would definitely make a fortune by reselling them!”
David swept his gaze toward the fat man’s stall that was no more than two meters wide. There were more than a dozen loose items strewn across it, and all of them looked really old. In fact, some of the bronze items were even covered with rust. When he caught David looking at his stall, the fat man turned on his charm.
“Kid, why don’t you take a look and see if there’s anything you like? I’m being forced to sell them because someone in the family is sick, and I need money for the medical bills. Or else, I wouldn’t even be doing this.”
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