Collecting Rent From All Realms, Even Empresses Must Pay Tribute
Ch. 37 - You Are the Challengers

"What? That Ye Chuan guy bet five thousand on himself?"

An Shiyu was a little surprised after learning about this, her delicate eyebrows raising slightly.

"You're saying, he thinks he'll win?"

Where did this guy get his confidence? This was a multi-person duel, and they were all trained. 

If he really thought he was some hot-blooded youth, shouting "Amaterasu," he would definitely pay the price.

(ED: Amaterasu is the sun goddess in Japanese mythology and a central figure in the Shinto religion. She is considered the most sacred of all Shinto deities and is believed to have been born from her father Izanagi's left eye. Amaterasu is also the ancestor of the Japanese Imperial Family, which claims descent from her.)

This Ye Chuan guy, having so much confidence in himself, shouldn't he be worried about getting his legs broken?

Luo Xi knew what An Shiyu was surprised about, but she took out her phone. 

"Xiaoyu, I'm also betting on ChuanChuan winning, three thousand yuan."

An Shiyu looked at Luo Xi. "Didn't you think Ye Chuan wouldn't win? Three thousand yuan is a lot of money for you to save, right?"

Luo Xi had been the least confident in Ye Chuan, so why were they both betting on him now?

If they were really giving her free money, An Shiyu wouldn't mind at all.

Luo Xi knew what An Shiyu was wondering about, but she just shook her head, her high ponytail swaying.

"Chuan Chuan believes in himself so much, I should support him and believe in him too."

She said, her bright eyes narrowing cutely.

Wow, what a devoted wife.

Of course, An Shiyu didn't say that out loud. Sensing the pure love radiating from Luo Xi, she sighed. 

"Fine~ I'll issue you a ticket."

If Ye Chuan really got beaten up, she would just return Luo Xi's money.

As for Ye Chuan's five thousand…

Confiscated!

He was always leading Luo Xi astray.

"Hee hee," Luo Xi giggled.

…

Meanwhile, in the ring, Ye Chuan's appearance naturally attracted everyone's attention. Many were surprised that he actually dared to show up.

If they thought Ye Chuan's words on the forum over the weekend were just empty boasts, his appearance now made many admire his courage.

At least he dared to show up, much better than those all-talk-no-action keyboard warriors.

Online tough guys were all cowards offline.

"You actually dared to show up. Have you thought about how many legs you'll be leaving with today?" Huang Haotian sneered, taking a few steps towards Ye Chuan.

Ye Chuan looked at Huang Haotian strangely, his gaze making Huang Haotian's hair stand on end. After a few seconds, Ye Chuan grinned and suddenly said,

"You're such a weirdo. Wasn't it you who got beaten up by me last time? What are you pretending to be?"

"Git gud." Ye Chuan made a crab-hand gesture. "If you can't afford to lose, don't play."

"You're barking like a dog after getting your ass kicked, Huang Mouse."

"Whoa—"

Ye Chuan's words caused an uproar in the audience. Many of them remembered that it was Huang Haotian who got beaten up a few days ago. 

Why was he acting so high and mighty now?

Even if Ye Chuan couldn't defeat the entire Taekwondo Club, it wasn't something to be ashamed of.

At least, their president wasn't Ye Chuan's match.

Huang Haotian froze, his face turning red. "Damn you…"

"Just you wait, I'll beat you to a pulp and make you call me daddy!" How could Huang Haotian tolerate such insults? 

Ye Chuan's words had broken through his defenses. It was very much apparent so by the bulging veins on his forehead.

Seeing the situation escalate, the other club members quickly pulled Huang Haotian back. 

"Brother Haotian, calm down, calm down, the duel is about to start. If you make a move now, people will talk."

After being restrained, Huang Haotian quickly calmed down. He glared at Ye Chuan. "Just you wait."

"Wait for what? Are you waiting to get beaten up?" Ye Chuan chuckled. "Didn't know you were into that kind of thing."

"You!"

"Brother Haotian, Brother Haotian, calm down!"

After Huang Haotian was dragged away, still fuming, Ye Chuan shook his head. He waited for a while, and then saw several people walk in and sit down at the referee's table.

A boy dressed as a host walked to the front of the stage and smiled.

"I didn't expect so many people. Good afternoon, everyone, and welcome to our Taekwondo Club exchange match."

"Participating in this match are Taekwondo Club president Huang Haotian and a dozen other club members."

"And—"

"The challenger, Ye Chuan."

"Wait a minute." Before the host could finish, Ye Chuan interrupted him.

"Student Ye Chuan, do you have a problem?" The host, interrupted, looked at him strangely.

"You're wrong," Ye Chuan pointed at the Taekwondo Club members. "Those are the people I've already defeated."

He paused, then smiled.

"They are the challengers."

The Taekwondo Club members were stunned, and even the audience was silent for a few seconds before erupting into another uproar.

"Damn, this guy is really arrogant! I thought he was just talking big online, but he's the same offline."

"Awesome, Ye Chuan! If you can beat three or more of them, I'll acknowledge you as the number one fighter in Silver Mountain!"

"Hey, isn't this Ye Chuan kinda handsome?"

"You're right, he's so fair and delicate, even I, a forever-alone tough guy, feel my heart flutter."

The audience buzzed with excitement, while the Taekwondo Club members were so angry they wanted to rush onto the stage and tear Ye Chuan apart, cursing him under their breaths.

How dare he be so arrogant?!

Seeing the Taekwondo Club members' agitation, the host wiped the sweat from his forehead.

This kid really wasn't afraid of death, daring to provoke them like this.

"Alright, then the challengers, the Taekwondo Club."

"Now, let me introduce our guests on stage…" The guests were presidents of other clubs, such as the Judo Club and the Sanda Club. 

As front-row spectators for this drama, they naturally wouldn't miss this match.

"Alright, the match is about to begin. Any questions from either side?" the host asked.

"No!" Huang Haotian said through gritted teeth, wanting to tear Ye Chuan apart.

"I do," Ye Chuan raised his hand again.

What now?

The host had just asked casually, but seeing Ye Chuan speak up again, he became a bit impatient.

Was this guy scared?

"The registration fee, one thousand per person, you didn't forget, right?" Ye Chuan looked at Huang Haotian.

Registration fee?

Huang Haotian froze, then quickly remembered. There was indeed such a thing.

Ye Chuan had mentioned in his forum post that anyone who wanted to challenge him had to pay a thousand yuan each.

(SHMOLL: Yeah, pay up, beeeaaaccchh! That ring of phone when money gets credited is a whole diff feeling(I know my spellings. Don’t you dare point and say smth like ohhh you are a dummyyy~~))