Another fight?

Zhou Songlin was a man of few words, but he wasn't stupid. His mouth twitched as he said to Zhou Yufei, "Sister, stop making a fuss. It's no use. Let's go back! Otherwise, Grandpa will surely send someone to drag you home!"

Chen Yang didn't say another word, just stared at Zhou Yufei. Ultimately, this was her family matter, and the decision was hers to make.

However, as long as she said the word "no," no one would be taking her away today.

A series of emotions—sadness, pain, and despair—flashed across Zhou Yufei's beautiful face. In the end, she nodded, then shook her head. "You go back first. I'll come back on my own in a couple of days!"

"But, the day of your engagement..."

Before Zhou Songlin could finish, Zhou Yufei roared, "I said I'll come back myself in a couple of days!"

Zhou Songlin was decisive, turning and leaving immediately.

As if drained of all her vitality, Zhou Yufei collapsed to the ground, crying like a child.

"AHHHH!!"

A wave of her desolation and despair washed over everyone present.

Chen Yang sighed, helped her up, and said softly, "I'll take you home."

The moment they left the bar, Zhou Yufei threw up violently, leaving her looking even more wretched and miserable.

It took considerable effort to get her into the car. Luckily, Chen Yang had driven her home once before and knew the address; otherwise, he would have had to take her to a hotel.

「Twenty minutes later.」

Chen Yang brought Zhou Yufei back to her apartment. It was a small, two-bedroom place, but it was neat and tidy, filled with the warmth of a home.

"Chen Yang, I don't want to get married, I really don't!" she sobbed. "I'd rather die! I would rather die than marry a man like that!"

Zhou Yufei clung to Chen Yang like an octopus, sobbing and shouting nonstop as tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Alright, alright, you don't have to get married," Chen Yang said helplessly. He carried her into the bedroom, and after a great deal of effort, managed to peel her off of him and lay her on the bed.

Zhou Yufei tossed and turned, and if Chen Yang hadn't been watching over her, she would have rolled off the bed several times, all the while mumbling incoherently.

She thrashed about for a good half hour before finally falling into a deep sleep.

Chen Yang took off her shoes, tucked her in, and then left.

Who could have imagined this woman was shouldering such a tragic fate?

***

「The following day.」

Early in the morning, news that Bald Eagle had arrived in Lingjin City began to spread within certain circles.

"Have you heard? Bald Eagle's closed-door disciple, Qin Wu, the so-called King of Fighters, died in Lingjin City. They say he was killed with a single punch! Bald Eagle has come to avenge him!"

"Revenge is just a side-quest! I heard his real goal is to expand the Northern Desert's underground fighting business south, using Lingjin City as a foothold to gradually devour the entire southern market!"

"Lord Hu controls all the illegal fighting in Lingjin City. I wonder if he can hold his ground this time. Rumor has it he's spent a fortune hiring several Fist Kings."

"..."

The news seemed to be manipulated by someone with an agenda. Within an hour, it had spread through every street and alley in Lingjin City, and it was all anyone could talk about. Those with money and connections had already bought their tickets, ready to see the action for themselves that evening.

「Red Romance Club.」

Dressed in a black brocade suit, Zhao Yinghu paced back and forth restlessly with a cigar in his hand, his expression grim.

"Lord Hu, it's confirmed! The news circulating outside was indeed released by Bald Eagle's men!" a subordinate reported.

"Hmph!" Zhao Yinghu snorted heavily. That old fox is playing a clever game, trying to make the whole of Lingjin City watch me fall at his hands?

"Have the Fist Kings arrived?"

The subordinate replied, "Two of them flat-out refused our invitation when they heard the opponent was Bald Eagle! The other two are demanding more money!"

"Pay them! Give them the raise!"

The subordinate wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Lord Hu, they... they want a tenfold increase!"

"What?!" Zhao Yinghu's mouth twitched. He took a fierce drag on his cigar, his expression turning ugly as he sank into a gloomy silence.

The subordinate hesitated for a moment before plucking up the courage to say, "Lord Hu, why don't we ask Mr. Chen? If he could kill Qin Wu with one punch, dealing with Bald Eagle should be no problem! Besides, he was the one who killed Qin Wu in the first place, so why are we the ones left to clean up this mess?" The subordinate grumbled, looking aggrieved.

SLAP! Zhao Yinghu slapped the man across the face, snarling, "Who told you to say that?"

"Everyone's saying it, sir! And... they're not wrong!"

"Immediately send out an order and tell them all to shut their damn mouths!" Zhao Yinghu said coldly. "Have you all forgotten about that squad that surrounded us? Mr. Chen is someone we absolutely cannot afford to provoke!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" the subordinate nodded repeatedly.

After taking a couple of deep, steadying breaths, Zhao Yinghu said, "Give those two Fist Kings whatever they're asking for."

"Yes, Lord Hu!"

After his subordinate left, Zhao Yinghu pulled out his phone and found Chen Yang's number. He paced for a long time but ultimately couldn't bring himself to press the call button.

To be honest, he didn't dare.

Last time, he had invited Chen Yang to watch a fight. This time, he'd be asking him to get into the ring and fight for him! Asking a big shot from the Martial Department to fight in his arena? Just the thought alone drenched him in a cold sweat. Even if he had a hundred times the courage, he still wouldn't dare. Right now, his only hope was that the Fist Kings he'd hired at great expense could miraculously fend off Bald Eagle's assault. Or maybe Mr. Chen would notice the rumors and take the initiative to solve this problem for him. Another possibility was that Bald Eagle would go after Chen Yang for revenge himself, only to be crushed by him... or maybe surrounded and killed by the Martial Department!

Zhao Yinghu stubbed out his cigarette. He walked to the shrine of the Martial Lord, lit a stick of Qingxiang incense, and raised it above his head in prayer. "Please, Martial Lord, grant me your protection!"

***

After breakfast, Chen Yang went to the company with Qin Qiu.

After parting ways with her, Chen Yang had just reached the entrance to the sales department when Yang Hu's call came through.

"What's up?" Chen Yang asked.

"Boss, I've got a lead on that car accident you had me investigate!" Yang Hu's voice was tinged with excitement. "We found a relative of the driver. According to him, the driver was in close contact with the young master of the Xue Family right before the incident! The Xue Family is undoubtedly the one who orchestrated it!"

Chen Yang's expression tightened. "The Xue Family?"

"There are eight major families in Lingjin City, and the Xue Family ranks third!"

"Get the men ready," Chen Yang said coldly.

"Understood!"

After hanging up, a ferocious smile touched Chen Yang's lips. Is the big fish behind all this finally about to be reeled in?

However, just as he was turning, Zhou Yufei's voice came from behind. "Chen Yang, come to my office!"

"I have something to do. We'll talk when I get back." With that, Chen Yang strode away.

Zhou Yufei stood there, stunned for a moment. Then she clenched her teeth. That guy... he didn't actually do anything to me last night, did he?

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