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Chapter 112 - 101: Treating Me as a National Scholar

Chapter 112: Chapter 101: Treating Me as a National Scholar

Wu Li and Zhao Lixin walked out of the practice room with knives in hand, crossed through the courtyard corridor, and entered the main hall in the front. There wasn’t a single servant to be seen in the main hall; it seemed they had all hidden themselves.

Wu Li glanced outside through the hall’s window and saw several men armed with long blades approaching.

Though the news often reported riots and the like in foreign lands, New Country was renowned for its economic prosperity and stable public order, so negative news of this nature was rare. Hence, Wu Li had never imagined he would one day find himself in a scene straight out of a film.

Indeed, reality is always more absurd than fiction. For example, Wu Li knew that during the Korean War, a single warrior from our country, armed with one rifle and three grenades, had managed to block an enemy division for 8 hours.

No fiction would dare write such a scenario!

After all, reality isn’t bound by logic, but fiction must adhere to it...

Chen Zhengyang’s purchased estate, though geographically a bit far from the city center, was situated in a well-known affluent neighborhood. The residential area consisted solely of private villas and manors, boasting security measures claimed to be world-class. Hence, the first reaction of Fenglin Group’s security was to contact the residential area’s security personnel, but when they tried calling, no one answered.

"Have you called the police?" Zhao Lixin asked a security guard who had come to find him.

The guard nodded, "We’ve reported it; the police have been dispatched and should arrive in ten minutes."

"Ten minutes..." Wu Li looked at the crowd drawing nearer by the second outside the window, "To collect the corpses?"

In fact, what the few of them didn’t know was that on the road leading to the affluent neighborhood from the city, several cars had collided, completely blocking the road.

"Regardless, we should hide first," said Zhao Lixin.

The estate was centered around a three-story residence, with a lawn in the front and a courtyard in the back. Beyond the courtyard stood two additional two-story buildings, with the three buildings positioned in a triangular distribution.

Wu Li and Zhao Lixin, along with that security guard, went back to the original building and locked the door of the building in the rear. However, it was of little use because the windows were made of glass, which would shatter at the first heavy blow.

"Hey, Uncle Chen, are you guys alright?" Zhao Lixin immediately called Chen Zhengyang.

"It’s good that you’re alright. Just make sure to stay safe. I suspect that Yu Group had intentionally invited you over tonight."

"Right now, there’s a group of people with knives who’ve broken into our estate... Yes, we’ve called the police. I’ll be careful. It’s too late for you to come now; you and Sister Yuzhu had better stay put and wait for news from our end."

"Alright, that’ll do," Zhao Lixin hung up.

Tonight, Yu Group suddenly claimed they had matters regarding tomorrow’s competition to discuss with Chen Zhengyang. Left with no choice, he had to go, and Yang Yuzhu accompanied him.

At this moment, Zhao Lixin’s first reaction was concern for the safety of Chen Zhengyang and Yang Yuzhu, which made Wu Li reflect inwardly.

"I think they’re specifically targeting me," Zhao Lixin said to Wu Li.

Wu Li nodded in agreement, "It’s quite clear—ordinary thieves wielding guns probably couldn’t even get into this residential area. It could only be a tactic of Yu Group."

After some thought, Zhao Lixin said, "They probably only mean to injure me, to prevent me from competing in tomorrow’s match."

Wu Li looked at him, "What about it? Are you going to stand there and let them beat you?"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Lixin actually nodded.

Wu Li was somewhat taken aback, "What do you mean? Don’t tell me you’re scared! They have knives, but so do we. Boss Chen is definitely calling for backup too. We just need to hold out until the police arrive. Could Yu Group really cover the sky with one hand in New Country?"

"Exactly, Coach Zhao, screw fear—let’s fight them!" the security guard by their side also tightened his grip on his baton and spoke up.

Zhao Lixin looked towards the direction of the door and said with a bitter smile, "You guys aren’t naïve enough to think they don’t have guns, are you?"

The security guard fell silent.

Wu Li’s brow arched, "So what if they have guns? Today is a good day to test it out and see—within a few steps, which is faster, his gun or my knife?"

Perhaps due to his time spent in the Virtual Reality, continually "killing" and "being killed", a deep-seated intent to kill was hidden in his heart. At this moment, as Wu Li spoke these words, his murderous aura was chilling.

Zhao Lixin: "..."

He had always harbored doubts about Wu Li’s true occupation. He certainly didn’t believe the claim about being a university student...

"Wu Li." Zhao Lixin hastened his speech, "If my injury were healed today and I could go all out, I would gladly fight alongside you! But in my current condition, taking action would only drag you down."

Wu Li looked at him, "So?"

Zhao Lixin was earnest, "They have more men, they have guns, and you have a match tomorrow—you can’t afford to be injured!"

Wu Li: "Shit!"

"Just listen to me." Zhao Lixin grew anxious, "This competition is very important for Fenglin Group; it’s not just about earning less money if we lose."

"Uncle Chen began his operations in New Country a year ago. A lot has been invested in the early stages, consuming a large portion of the group’s liquid assets. Just when domestic business issues cropped up, creating a tight financial situation. Uncle Chen has struggled through this year. As long as the projects here in New Country started turning profits, the issues would resolve. But Yu Group abruptly interfered."

"If we lose this competition, and Fenglin Group’s financial chain breaks, the consequences will be dire!"

This was probably the most Zhao Lixin had spoken in one go for some time.

"Did Boss Chen tell you all this?" Wu Li inquired.

Zhao Lixin shook his head, "He let some of it slip when he was drunk. I found out more on my own; even Sister Yuzhu doesn’t know about this."

Wu Li: "...It can’t be that melodramatic, can it? My fighting in a competition could actually determine the life or death of a corporation?"

"Zhao Lixin asks Brother Wu to ensure victory in tomorrow’s match for me! That’s why you can’t afford to have anything happen to you today!"

Zhao Lixin took a step back and bowed to Wu Li, lowering his head and clasping his hands in respect.

Wu Li glanced outside the window, where people had already passed through the corridor and were heading this way.

"So, what do you plan to do?"

Zhao Lixin chuckled lightly, "I’ll go out and give them an explanation."

Having said that, he turned and walked towards the main gate.

"You..." Wu Li stretched out a hand attempting to stop him, his mind teeming with questions he wanted to ask Zhao Lixin. What if they don’t hold back? What if you get crippled? Do you realize how hard it is to achieve the martial arts skills you’ve got? As a Master Level Martial Artist, simply giving up resistance, does your dignity allow that?

But in the end, Wu Li still didn’t stop him.

"Hey!"

When Zhao Lixin reached the doorway, Wu Li’s voice came from behind.

Zhao Lixin stopped in his tracks.

"Is it really worth it?" Wu Li asked.

At Wu Li’s words, Zhao Lixin’s lips curled into a smile, and a grin appeared on his face.

If it was said that when he first joined the Fenglin Group, it was merely a relationship of mutual benefit, then as Chen Zhengyang come to appreciate him more and more, allowing Yang Yuzhu to follow him in martial arts training, their relationship slowly began to change.

Chen Zhengyang had in fact approached Zhao Lixin more than once, suggesting that if he’d like, he could take a position within the group and do something else, no longer having to fight in such high-risk matches, but Zhao Lixin had always refused.

In modern society, perhaps many people no longer care about a certain saying, but Zhao Lixin, being a martial artist, regarded this saying as very important, extremely important.

"If the country treats me with the honor due to a nobleman, I shall repay the country as a nobleman would!"

Eventually, Zhao Lixin didn’t say anything and abruptly threw the door open.

Outside, several knife-wielding men were about to break in. As they saw Zhao Lixin proactively opening the door and walking out, they were initially startled but quickly reacted, shouting loudly while holding their knives at the ready.

Although Zhao Lixin appeared unarmed at that moment, these men all knew that he was highly skilled, so none of them acted rashly.

Soon, the people around had gathered.

"Who’s in charge here? I’d like to have a word with him," Zhao Lixin said.

The crowd looked at each other, unsure what to do as they didn’t understand Chinese...

Luckily there was Basong, who, holding his phone, stepped toward him.

The crowd parted automatically to let Basong through, and he pointed his phone’s camera at Zhao Lixin by the main gate.

"Basong?" Zhao Lixin recognized him.

On the other side, Yu Li was sitting on a couch, holding a wine glass, watching the live-stream on the TV screen opposite him, which was broadcasting the scene that Basong was filming with his phone.

Seeing Zhao Lixin appear on the screen, Yu Li became interested and picked up the intercom, saying, "Let’s hear what he has to say."

His command went into Basong’s earpiece; thus, Basong, still pointing his phone at Zhao Lixin, said in his rough Chinese, "You, speak."

This was precisely why Yu Li had Basong live-stream this to him, so he could remotely direct Basong and also to satisfy his own twisted sense of amusement.

Zhao Lixin began, "You came here today with the intent of ensuring I can’t fight tomorrow. If I give you an explanation, can we end it here today?"

"Oh?" Yu Li was somewhat surprised on the other side of the screen and picked up the intercom, saying, "Ask him, how he’ll explain?"

"You, how, explain?" Basong relayed.

Without another word, Zhao Lixin pulled out a dagger and plunged it into his own abdomen!

Thud! The sound of the blade entering flesh.

Zhao Lixin grunted, standing somewhat unsteadily, and through clenched teeth said, "There’s your explanation."

"Have him pull out the knife and take a look," Yu Li ordered.

"Knife, pull it out," Basong repeated.

Zhao Lixin bit down, grimacing, and then pulled out the dagger, with blood immediately spurting out.

Yu Li took a sip of red wine and clucked his tongue, "Interesting, tell him to stab himself on the other side."

Basong relayed the demand, and from behind the door, Wu Li twirled the knife in his hand, no longer willing to let Zhao Lixin suffer this indignity, and prepared to rush out and let them have it.

Before Wu Li could act, Zhao Lixin, without hesitation, stabbed himself with the knife again.

Thud!

Zhao Lixin’s face turned slightly pale, but his body stood erect.

Yu Li, on the other hand, seemed a bit bored; he had expected to enjoy seeing some anger and resistance from the other side, but he hadn’t anticipated such compliance, which suddenly made it all seem dull for him.

"That’s enough, retreat."

With two stabs taken, Zhao Lixin certainly wouldn’t be able to compete tomorrow, and as he was the best fighter in the Fenglin Group, with him out, Yu Li’s purpose was achieved.

Basong received the order and said a few words to the surrounding people, signaling everyone to retreat.

He was the last to leave, scornfully looking at Zhao Lixin, "Your, kung fu, trash! Your, martial artists, cowards!"

"Your mind will change soon enough, mark my words."

Just as Basong turned to leave, a voice suddenly came from behind. He turned to look, and there was Wu Li, coming out to support Zhao Lixin.

He let out a disdainful laugh, making a throat-slitting gesture at Wu Li, then turned and left.

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