Chapter 130: At This Very Moment, Just Like That Very Moment

Jiang Yun looked at the 30 yuan in his hand, looking around in confusion.

He had just exchanged 100 yuan, and after giving 60 to the old lady earlier, he should have 10 left. Yet, he only held 30.

Soon, Jiang Yun fixed his gaze on a young man behind him.

The man’s left foot had not moved an inch!

Even though he was pretending to play on his phone, Jiang Yun, with his master-level martial arts skills, could see at a glance that the man was putting much more weight on his left foot than his right, as if he were pinning something down.

The young man noticed Jiang Yun’s stare. Their eyes locked for a second.

The man seemed to lose his nerve; he averted his gaze and looked elsewhere.

Jiang Yun didn't waste words. He walked straight up to him.

It wasn't that he lacked money, nor did he mind being generous to his fans, but that generosity was based on his own willingness. When he was willing, he felt happy giving away any amount.

But right now, he wasn't willing.

Therefore, even if it was just ten yuan, Jiang Yun didn't want to give it away.

Seeing Jiang Yun approach, the young man looked back at him. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but when he saw that Jiang Yun remained silent, he too fell into silence.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Once the time passed three seconds, the atmosphere of the situation seemed to change.

Jiang Yun and the young man both narrowed their eyes simultaneously. Perhaps it wasn't an illusion, but Jiang Yun seemed to detect a hint of provocation in the man's gaze.

"Heh."

Jiang Yun couldn't help but laugh.

*You like to stand your ground? Then I’d like to see how long you can last!*

*Today, I’m going to show you who the number one stubborn mule in Chengdu really is!*

The young man seemed mocked by Jiang Yun’s chuckle, and his gaze grew even more provocative. He straightened his back, as if saying to Jiang Yun, "Come on, let’s stand here together!"

At this point, Dai Xiaomei also realized something was wrong. She walked to Jiang Yun’s side and asked in confusion, "Do you two know each other?"

It wasn't strange for her to ask; the way Jiang Yun and the man were acting looked exactly like two acquaintances who didn't get along meeting on the street.

Jiang Yun didn't speak. He simply waved the thirty yuan in his hand and glanced at the young man’s left foot.

Seeing this, Dai Xiaomei recalled what Jiang Yun had said earlier. He was missing ten yuan.

Combined with Jiang Yun’s focus on the man’s foot, Dai Xiaomei immediately understood.

The viewers in the live stream also caught on, though some were puzzled.

"Wait, it’s just ten yuan. If you can’t find it, just let it go."

"Is Brother Yun’s ten yuan under that guy’s foot? Tell him to move it!"

"Either tell him to move his foot or just give up. Why waste time standing there?"

Most of those saying this were Dai Xiaomei’s solo fans or new followers who had just discovered Jiang Yun.

The veteran fans, however, were already pulling up their little stools.

"Oh ho, kid, you’re done for. Any other influencer might reason with you, either asking for the money or just walking away. But not our President Jiang! You like to stand? Our President Jiang will stand with you!"

"President Jiang? The Stubborn Mule! The number one stubborn mule in Chengdu requests to enter the fray!"

"The last guy who acted stubborn with our President Jiang held out for 14 hours. Think carefully."

"When two people face off for more than three seconds, the vibe of the situation changes."

"Men sometimes have an inexplicable sense of competitiveness. If this guy doesn't move his foot on his own, Brother Yun will absolutely not say a single word."

Often, for men, right or wrong isn't the most important thing. What matters is whether their competitive spirit has been triggered.

When Jiang Yun walked up to the man without a word, there were countless ways this could have played out. But once they had stood in a standoff for more than three seconds without speaking, only one outcome remained.

Either Jiang Yun couldn't hold out and let the ten yuan go, or the other guy couldn't hold out and returned the money.

Initially, Dai Xiaomei had shared the viewers' perspective: either ask the man to lift his foot to check for the money, or just walk away. But after seeing the comments from Jiang Yun's veteran fans, she suddenly remembered something.

The first time Jiang Yun hit the trending list on Douyin was when he had a stubborn standoff on the roadside with a woman he thought was a scammer but turned out to be a police officer.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but ask, "That time with the female police officer, that was on Chunxi Road too, right?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yun instinctively looked around. When he did, he was stunned.

*What the hell?*

The spot where he was standing was the exact same place where he had stubbornly faced off against Fang Siqi.

Only, last time, he hadn't won. The other party would rather eat until she was sick than admit defeat.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yun’s gaze turned sharp.

*I didn't win against Fang Siqi last time, but you think I can't win against you this time?!*

Dai Xiaomei’s comment reminded not just Jiang Yun, but the viewers as well.

"Holy crap, was the bread-eating standoff with that policewoman here too?"

"I just checked the old stream archives, it is here! The pastry shop next door is still there!"

"This moment is exactly like that moment!"

"Flowers may bloom again, but one cannot be young twice. President Jiang already lost once in this spot; he will absolutely not lose a second time!"

"I'm going to go take a leak; feels like this is going to be a long war."

Looking at the barrage of comments, Dai Xiaomei looked around. Sure enough, not far behind her was the pastry shop! It was the same one Jiang Yun had bought bread from last time!

"Is there a sequel to this?!" Dai Xiaomei blurted out.

The viewers laughed.

"Who would have thought the same spot could produce three legendary moments."

"The God of War of Chunxi Road truly lives up to his name."

"I just hope the guy opposite holds out for a while. If he chickens out now, it won't be any fun."

Amidst the prayers of countless viewers, Dai Xiaomei shut her mouth and aimed the camera at Jiang Yun and the man. She knew clearly that the protagonists of the next act had nothing to do with her.

To ensure she could broadcast this standoff, she even went to the convenience store next door to buy a small folding stool.

Yes, the same convenience store where Jiang Yun had bought a stool last time.

The same store, the same stool.

Just as a viewer had typed: This moment is exactly like that moment!

But this time, Jiang Yun was even more confident. He couldn't lose. If he lost, he’d be too embarrassed to call himself the number one stubborn mule in Chengdu.

How could a true stubborn mule lose to someone else every single time?