“Awesome!”
“Lu bro is awesome!”
A crowd of people rushed forward noisily, surrounding Lu Zheng and cheering.
Some even turned to the Japanese visitors and started mocking them, “Didn’t you come to challenge us? Come on, keep going! Anyone else?”
The Japanese looked at each other in dismay.
Uekami Mei was already the strongest expert they could hire.
He came from the Shinkage-ryu traditional martial arts background, had competed in domestic Japanese fighting rings, and won two heavyweight championships. He was one of the rare masters who could integrate forms into real combat.
If his bare-hand skills weren’t relatively weak and he lacked stamina and striking resistance, he might even have made it onto the international stage.
But when it came to weapons, according to some Shinkage-ryu elders, he would rank among the world’s best. That was why the Sixth Heaven Club hired him at great expense to fight in full armour combat.
Before leaving Japan, they had already dominated a full circuit back home. There was no denying Uekami Mei was genuinely formidable; his Shinkage-ryu swordsmanship won every match by a huge margin. After arriving in Korea, he even injured several Korean “traditional martial arts” instructors through their armour. He swept through undefeated and extremely arrogant.
So they came to China, hoping to wash away past shame.
The result…
In just their second fight in China, they were utterly crushed.
“Uekami-san is already this strong, yet he didn’t score a single point?”
“Impossible, this isn’t the China I knew! Hasn’t their martial arts declined long ago?”
“I’ve watched the documentary *Science Looks at Martial Arts*, and there weren’t any Chinese people in it!”
“Isn’t Chinese kung fu just performance routines? Wasn’t the greatest Hunyuan Xingyi Taiji master exposed as a fraud?”
“Yeah, yeah, if there were real experts, someone would have called him out long ago. That proves Chinese martial arts are finished!”
“What’s going on?”
“No way!”
Bloody hell, even though their side had won, the Japanese comments still made everyone furious.
“Don’t bring up that fraud!”
“Every country has frauds!”
“Exactly, I’ve seen compilation videos of frauds from all over the world. India, Europe, you name it, and your little Japan is definitely included.”
“That’s right!”
“Real experts in every country, apart from professional fighters, usually stay low-key!”
“Exactly!”
…
In the end, the Japanese slunk away like defeated roosters. After watching Lu Zheng completely dominate Uekami Mei, the few other armoured “experts” didn’t dare step into the ring at all.
“Yes!”
“We won!”
“Lu bro is mighty!”
“Crushed the little Japanese!”
“Chinese kung fu is invincible!”
“We’ll take on the whole world!”
Lu Zheng shook his head. These people were getting more and more carried away. Apart from himself and Lin Wan, he wasn’t sure if China even had anyone else who could take on the world.
He clicked his tongue, lost interest, waved to the crowd, told the cameraman to turn off the camera, then reached up and removed his visor.
“Lu bro is awesome!”
“Little brother Lu, you’re incredible!”
Zhang Tiexia could actually stand and walk a few steps now.
“Go see an old Chinese doctor, get your pulse checked, and have him prescribe plenty of medicine to nourish your organs,” Lu Zheng said with a smile. Zhang Tiexia only had ordinary internal injuries; he didn’t need Lu Zheng’s personal treatment.
“I’ll go in a bit,” Zhang Tiexia nodded, laughing heartily.
“Lu bro, you can’t leave tonight. You have to join us for dinner!” Zhao Wenyu grabbed Lu Zheng’s arm. “We know you hate socialising, but we promise not to bother you. Just sit at the head table and give us some face, okay?”
Lu Zheng laughed, “It’s just a meal. Do you really need moral support?”
“You’re our backbone! With you here, we can really let loose!”
“Yeah, yeah, with you around, we can brag with confidence!”
Lu Zheng shook his head. There weren’t that many people this time, but he had brought a major celebrity, so it wasn’t suitable.
He was about to refuse when Zhao Xiaodao leaned in, “Lu bro, I’m fine. You don’t need to worry about me.”
With that, Zhao Xiaodao took off her sunglasses and mask.
She could tell Lu Zheng was holding back because of her, but since he had come, it meant he was on good terms with the hosts. She didn’t want to make things difficult for him.
Besides, the Japanese had already left and the cameras were off, so Zhao Xiaodao simply dropped her disguise.
“Holy crap?”
“No way?”
“Zhao Xiaodao!?”
Although everyone present was a rich second-generation, they weren’t at Principal Wang’s level. To them, Zhao Xiaodao was still a big deal, so they were all shocked. The way they looked at Lu Zheng became even more admiring.
Awesome! Listen to what Zhao Xiaodao called him?
Lu bro!
That kind of face! Top tier!
Only Zhang Tiexia wasn’t surprised at all.
Damn, a figure on the level of Sun Lutang, letting a major celebrity call him “bro” was him doing the celebrity a favour!
Lu Zheng smiled and nodded at Zhao Xiaodao, then turned to Zhao Wenyu, “Alright then. You book the place, and make sure it’s a private room.”
“Done!” Zhao Wenyu nodded excitedly and immediately called a familiar hotel.
…
A short while later, the whole group set off in a grand procession. They first dropped Zhang Tiexia at a Chinese medicine hospital, arranged for a few staff to look after him, then headed straight to the hotel.
Lu Zheng sat at the head of the table, with Lin Wan and Zhao Xiaodao on either side. Zhao Wenyu and several leading rich kids, both male and female, attended to everyone attentively. The banquet was full of laughter and lively chatter.
They partied until past ten o’clock. Lu Zheng finally toasted the whole room, then left with Lin Wan, first dropping Zhao Xiaodao back at her hotel before driving home.
Unexpectedly, they ran into a drunk-driving checkpoint on the way. Luckily, he had already expelled the alcohol from his system back in the car park.
…
He was especially excited that night and accidentally tore 2B’s clothes again.
…
Meanwhile, Zhao Xiaodao returned to her hotel quite tired.
“Sis! You’re back?” Her little assistant had been waiting in the lobby and hurried over when she saw her.
Zhao Xiaodao nodded, handed her bag to the assistant, and they went upstairs together.
She had eaten a lot that evening, so she went to the gym and ran for half an hour before taking a shower and falling soundly asleep.
The next morning, the assistant woke her up. Zhao Xiaodao opened her eyes groggily, rubbed her face, and got out of bed.
“Sis, our flight is at ten. We need to hurry.”
Zhao Xiaodao nodded, went into the bathroom, and habitually washed her face first.
When the assistant followed her in carrying various skincare products, she saw Zhao Xiaodao staring at the mirror, dumbfounded.
“Sis?”
Zhao Xiaodao didn’t answer. She kept staring at the mirror, but now she reached up to pat her face, then touched the corners of her eyes.
The next moment…
“Ah!!!!” Zhao Xiaodao let out a loud scream.
