Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 169 Brother Yang, Please Sign an Autograph

Chapter 169: Chapter 169 Brother Yang, Please Sign an Autograph

The upheaval in the four great families hardly made any impact in Nanluo City. Especially in the school, it didn’t cause any stir at all.

Instead, it was Wang Hao’s championship victory that caused a huge sensation within the school.

Every year, Number Seven School was at the bottom; it was always the one bullied at the Inter-school Martial Arts Competition, having never even made it into the top five.

This time, Wang Hao completely rewrote the history of the Inter-school Martial Arts Competition as well as Number Seven School’s history.

As soon as Su Yang got to the school gates, he saw a huge banner hanging there—Warm congratulations to student Wang Hao on winning the Inter-school Martial Arts Competition!

And inside the campus, Wang Hao was surrounded by a crowd seeking autographs and photos, busy to the point of sweating profusely.

"Wow, this is too much!" Zhao Qiupeng exclaimed in amazement.

Wang Hao also saw Su Yang and immediately wormed his way out of the crowd, "Brother Yang, you’re here."

Su Yang smiled and waved at him, but at that moment, a girl beside them suddenly exclaimed, "That’s Su Yang, he’s the one who founded Destiny Martial Arts, and Wang Hao was trained by him!"

The moment these words came out, those who had originally been surrounding Wang Hao immediately ran over to encircle Su Yang.

"Brother Yang, give me an autograph, please; I’m your fan!"

"Brother Yang, let’s take a photo together; I really like you!"

"Brother Yang, is Destiny Martial Arts still recruiting? The fortune teller at the entrance of our village has always said that I’m a once-in-a-hundred-years martial arts prodigy!"

"Brother Yang, how about an endorsement? Our central pharmacy has the best injury recovery medicinal wines in the entire city, and we can negotiate the endorsement fee!"

Su Yang was speechless; this was exactly the situation he disliked the most.

Zhao Qiupeng was left hanging on the side, a bit speechless, and patted one of the girls on the shoulder, "Hey, beauty, I’m also one of the founders of Destiny Martial Arts; how about I sign an autograph for you?"

"Who are you?" the girl glanced at Zhao Qiupeng disdainfully, "Either Brother Yang signs or Brother Hao signs; what onion do you think you are?"

"Hey, that’s not right, why do you talk like that?" Zhao Qiupeng got anxious, "What’s wrong with me signing? Both of them are my brothers; I’m in on half of their merits!"

The girl retorted, "Just give it a rest; look at how skinny and unimpressive you are. Go home and eat more rice to bulk up before you come out here trying to fool young girls by acting like a big shot."

"Damn!"

It wasn’t until the class bell rang that Su Yang finally escaped from the crowd and made it into the classroom with Zhao Qiupeng.

"I told you I should have been the one to compete!" Zhao Qiupeng muttered the whole way, "What a missed opportunity for fame and fortune, just handed over to others!"

"You’ve got it made, haven’t you!" Su Yang was exasperated and said, "I’m not going to stay for this class; if I do, by the time school lets out, I probably won’t be able to run away!"

"That’s not okay; I have to go to class. I promised Xie Wei that I would take part in the college entrance exams this year!" Zhao Qiupeng said.

"Then you stay. If someone comes, block them for me," Su Yang said, and then he slipped away quietly through the back door.

Leaving the school, Su Yang was at a loss for what to do, so he went to look for Fatty.

These past few days, Fatty’s father was already able to get out of bed and walk, and Fatty had become much more cheerful.

And after what had happened last time, Su Yang realized that Qingyun Clubhouse wasn’t exactly a safe place. He had discussed it with Fang Wenzhong yesterday and ended up moving Fatty’s family to stay with the Fang Family for the time being.

The Fang Family might not be as powerful as Qingyun Clubhouse, but they had many family members who practiced martial arts, and Fang Wenzhong was the second-ranked expert in Nanluo City. There, it wouldn’t be easy for anyone who wanted to harm Fatty’s family.

Fatty’s parents were taken care of by the Fang Family, so Fatty had a lot more free time. Su Yang came to find him, and together they went to Six Degrees Bar.

With Su Yang’s help, Six Degrees Bar’s business was now booming. Even though it was only the afternoon, the place was already packed.

Su Yang and Fatty hadn’t been to the bar in a long time, and now Li Liang was in charge there. After Su Yang taught him several cocktail recipes, Li Liang had essentially become the mainstay of the bar. The girls from the university town had also started to idolize Li Liang.

Seeing Su Yang, Li Liang was overjoyed and hurriedly came over from behind the bar, "Su Yang, you’re here, come, come, please sit down!"

Su Yang smiled faintly and nodded, sitting down with Fatty.

"What would you like to drink? I’ll get it arranged for you," Li Liang paused then added, "Oh, right, Sister Liu Liu was here just now. I’ll go upstairs in a bit to see if she’s still there!"

"There’s no need for that, we’re just stopping by to sit for a while," Su Yang said offhandedly.

"How can that be!" Li Liang immediately argued, "If Sister Liu Liu finds out you guys came and I didn’t tell her, how am I going to have good days ahead? Wait here, I’ll go check right now. If she’s there, I’ll have her come down..."

Li Liang gave a quick order and immediately turned to go upstairs.

Just as Su Yang and Fatty had sat down, a server promptly brought over the drinks Li Liang had just mixed.

"Brother Yang, Brother Dong, please enjoy your drinks!" the server said with a smile, recognizing both Su Yang and Fatty.

"Alright, thanks!"

Fatty was about to take a sip from his glass when suddenly two people walked over and grabbed his hand.

"Hey, Fatty, it seems like this drink is ours," a young man said coldly.

"Yours?" Fatty was taken aback, "This drink is on our table, how can it be yours?"

The young man replied, "This is what we ordered. They didn’t bring it to us but brought it to your table instead. Isn’t it ours then?"

"Oh, is that so," Fatty said with a laugh, "No problem then, you guys take it and drink first!"

"We take it and drink? Fatty, you sure say it lightly!" the young man suddenly slammed his fist on the table and shouted angrily, "Server, come here!"

The server ran over immediately and asked in a low voice, "What seems to be the problem?"

"I want to know why our drink got served to their table?" the young man glared, "What’s this? Do you look down on us or something?"

The server quickly replied, "No, sir, you’ve misunderstood. This was arranged by Liang Ge. Your drink hasn’t been mixed yet!"

"What kind of arrangement by Liang Ge, what’s mixed or not mixed. Damn it, we were here first but they got served before us. It’s clear you’re just bullying us!" the young man yelled furiously.

"Right, it’s just too much bullying!"

"Damn it, are you blind? Don’t you know who we are, daring to bully us like this!"

"Why don’t you ask around about what our boss’s status is? Do you not want this shop to stay open anymore?"

Several people at a distant table also started shouting loudly; these people, dressed flashily, were obviously small-time thugs. Accompanied by a few girls, they were all yelling as if the bar couldn’t contain them.

The server’s face turned red with embarrassment and she said in a low voice, "I’m really sorry, this really isn’t the drink you ordered, how about I arrange something else for you?"

"Arrange my ass!" the young man shouted, "Damn it, I think you don’t want to keep this shop open, tear it down for me!"