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Chapter 62 - 60: Just Asking Some Nonsense

Chapter 62: Chapter 60: Just Asking Some Nonsense

When Wu Li made it to the finals, Li Jun was watching the match in his office when a subordinate just happened to walk in with a stack of files.

"Mr. Li, these are the materials from several companies wanting Wu Li to endorse their products. President Liu asked me to have you handle it," the subordinate said.

As Wu Li’s fame grew, more and more companies wanted to collaborate with him. It wasn’t the first time that companies had come knocking.

"I see, just put them there," Li Jun said expressionlessly.

The contact info Wu Li had provided publicly was his own, and for product endorsements or business collaborations, he would pass them to Liu Yuanbo, who naturally threw them to Li Jun to deal with. Li Jun didn’t play tricks on such matters, and there was no need to be picky with money. However, it was frustrating for him to handle Wu Li’s affairs while despising him.

"Mr. Li, are you bothered by Wu Li’s matter?" The subordinate, perceptive to the mood, sensed that Li Jun wasn’t in high spirits.

In front of his own close associates, Li Jun didn’t hide his feelings and nodded, "Originally, I planned for him to fight Lu Ping in the semifinals and then Han Yuanfei in the finals. Even if he reached the finals, I reckoned his condition wouldn’t be great. But I didn’t expect Lu Ping to suffer an accident and withdraw due to injury. And that Zhu Qianyuan was utterly useless; Wu Li didn’t struggle much to enter the finals."

The subordinate thought for a moment, then asked, "Mr. Li, are you worried that Han Yuanfei will lose to Wu Li in the end?"

The subordinate knew about the bet Li Jun had made with Wu Li.

Li Jun: "It’s not impossible. The kid really is quite capable."

"That..." The subordinate hesitated.

Li Jun frowned: "Just say what you have to say."

"There are still three days until the final. How about we find someone to injure him, so he won’t be able to compete?" the subordinate cautiously suggested.

"Nonsense!" Li Jun scolded, "At this time, injuring him would make it obvious it was my doing."

"Anyways, as long as there’s no evidence, President Liu’s side can be fooled," the subordinate said, thinking Li Jun was worried about Liu Yuanbo.

Li Jun asked: "That may fool Liu Yuanbo, but what about Wu Li?"

"Wu Li?" The subordinate was startled, not understanding what Li Jun meant.

Li Jun already started cursing: "What kind of brain do you have? If I had someone injure Wu Li, I couldn’t very well kill him. So, what, after he recovers, he should come put me in the hospital?"

An ordinary person plotting with enough determination could easily cause harm, let alone someone like Wu Li who was skilled in martial arts. Li Jun couldn’t have bodyguards with him every hour, so he thought his subordinate came up with a foolish idea.

"Wu Li? Him? Does he dare? Isn’t he afraid of going to jail?" the subordinate asked dismissively, thinking that a college student wouldn’t have the nerve.

Li Jun remembered the scene where Wu Li had threatened him with his fist techniques, particularly how he said with an nonchalant attitude that he liked to convince people with reason...

Although Li Jun didn’t want to admit it, ever since that moment, he had a kind of fear toward Wu Li deep inside.

Li Jun looked at his subordinate and shook his head: "No, you’ve underestimated him."

"He most certainly dares!"

...

On the evening of December 19, following the two semifinal matches, Wu Li had defeated Zhu Qianyuan to advance to the finals, and Han Yuanfei had also won against his opponent to enter the finals. They would vie for the lightweight division championship in three days.

After the matches ended, before returning to the resting room, the athletes would first attend a media interview. Han Yuanfei came out first, so the reporters surrounded him.

"Hello Han Yuanfei, first of all, congratulations on winning tonight’s match and entering the finals. What are your thoughts on your opponent in the final?" the reporter asked.

Han Yuanfei: "I’m very happy."

Reporter: "Why?"

Han Yuanfei: "When we were recording the show, I already told Wu Li that the merit of Traditional Martial Arts isn’t based on words. If you have the ability, just have a touch on the ring to know. But after the start of the competition, I was very worried, afraid that I wouldn’t get to face him in the end. It seems now, he’s quite lucky."

Reporter: "You said he’s lucky, do you mean Wu Li reached the finals by luck?"

Han Yuanfei smiled: "If Lu Ping hadn’t been injured, it should have been him fighting Wu Li tonight, and then the outcome would have been uncertain. I actually always thought I’d face Lu Ping in the finals."

Reporter: "But, even if it wasn’t Lu Ping, the opponents Wu Li faced before the final are all very strong. What do you make of that?"

Han Yuanfei shook his head: "Ma Jian has been retired for three years, so there’s no need to mention him. Qi Quanzhi, although he is my senior, has been fighting in domestic matches after withdrawing from ONE. As much as I hate to admit it, I have to say that the intensity and level of domestic fighting matches are still quite a bit behind those abroad."

Reporter: "Are you implying that the opponents Wu Li has beaten along the way aren’t that strong?"

"I’m really looking forward to facing Wu Li in the final, thank you." Han Yuanfei smiled, dodged the question, and then turned to leave.

Shortly after, Wu Li also emerged from the corridor, and the reporters quickly swarmed him.

"Congratulations Wu Li, on making it to the final."

Wu Li: "Thank you."

Reporter: "Han Yuanfei just said that you were lucky to make it to the final. What do you think about that?"

Wu Li: "I don’t have any opinion."

Reporter: "Don’t you want to rebut him?"

Wu Li: "How I performed is there for everyone to see, there’s no need for a war of words."

Reporter: "Then, do you think you can win the final in three days?"

Wu Li: "When my roommates ask me if I think I’m handsome, I curse at them."

Reporter: "Huh?"

Not understanding why Wu Li suddenly brought this up.

Wu Li: "You should ask me what I curse."

Reporter: "... What do you curse?"

Wu Li: "Stop asking stupid questions, of course I’m handsome!"

Reporter: "???"

Wu Li nodded, then turned and left.

...

That evening, the video of Wu Li’s interview went viral. The top trending topic on Weibo was the final match between Wu Li and Han Yuanfei, and the third trending search on Weibo was—Wu Li: "Stop asking stupid questions."

Fans of Wu Li found it amusing, while those who disliked him thought he was arrogant and egotistical.

Regardless of their views, everyone understood the meaning of Wu Li’s last comment:

Reporter: "Do you think you can win?"

Wu Li: "Stop asking stupid questions, of course I can!"