Chapter 142: Gu Ying’s Hostility

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“Are you trying to comfort me? I don’t need it!”

Xu Minjie clutched his chest. Though he had lost, his pride remained unbroken.

Xia Yu gave him a half-smile. “No. I never comfort people. I only wanted to tell you this.”

“You’re formidable, and I admire you.”

“Y-You... what do you mean?”

Xu Minjie looked somewhat stunned. Was this man praising him?

“Nothing. It was only a boxing match. There’s no need for us to become enemies. If fate brings us together again, I hope we can be friends.”

Xia Yu chuckled softly.

Seeing that he was not joking, Xu Minjie fell silent.

He simply found Xia Yu completely transformed. Moments ago, his attacks had been as vicious as a venomous snake’s, yet now he was remarkably gentle.

No one else could hear what the two of them were saying in the ring.

Bai Yunfeng, Sang Biao, and the others all wore grim expressions.

“Damn it. I never expected that man to be so powerful.”

“Young Master Bai, what do we do? It looks like our plan has gone awry,” Sang Biao asked.

Bai Yunfeng was deep in thought and had yet to answer when someone suddenly called out loudly, “Who would have thought that a useless live-in son-in-law abandoned by the Lin family could be so skilled?”

“What an impressive display. Too bad he’s still nothing more than an insignificant nobody who can never take the stage.”

The unexpected voice plunged the venue into silence once more. Everyone looked around in confusion, trying to see who had spoken.

Soon, their gazes settled on Gu Ying.

She was leaning over the railing of a private box, a glass of red wine in hand, watching Xia Yu with disdain and amusement.

“It’s that woman again.”

Xia Yu was somewhat surprised.

Bai Yunfeng and the others looked toward the box. Their eyes lit up when they saw Gu Ying’s beauty, and he asked, “Miss, whom are you talking about?”

“Yes, who is this live-in son-in-law?”

Everyone was puzzled.

Gu Ying sneered. “Don’t tell me none of you know the identity of the mysterious expert in the ring?”

“His identity? What identity? Do you know him, miss?”

“That’s right. Tell us who he is.”

Everyone turned to look at Xia Yu, their curiosity piqued. After all, people loved a good spectacle.

Gu Ying said disdainfully, “If I remember correctly, his name is Xia Yu. He was once the infamous live-in son-in-law of the Lin family.”

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“Later, when Miss Lin married Young Master Liang, he was cast aside. To get revenge on Miss Lin, he even put on quite a show at their wedding.”

“I needn’t say more. Anyone who wants to know the details can ask around. It’s hardly a secret in Deep City.”

Xia Yu frowned. He had no idea why this woman was hostile toward him. Could she truly be planning to join forces with the Liang family against him?

After hearing Gu Ying’s words, everyone’s eyes changed when they looked at Xia Yu.

At first, they had been deeply intimidated by his ferocious skill, assuming he must be someone important.

But now... well, it turned out he was nothing more than a useless live-in son-in-law who had been abandoned.

No matter how well such a man could fight, he had no social standing. He was merely a physically powerful nobody.

“Big Brother, is what that woman said true? Young Master Yu really is that useless son-in-law from the Lin family?” one of He Dong’s men could not help asking.

“Shut up. Young Master Yu is not someone you’re fit to insult.”

He Dong rubbed his chin, unable to understand why Xia Yu had concealed his identity and willingly endured all those rumors.

Perhaps he had his own difficulties.

“Oh, right.” Gu Ying continued, “He’s also Xiao Jun’s lackey now. He somehow managed to become the president of Yinghao.”

“What? Xiao Jun’s lackey?”

“So he’s the president of Yinghao everyone was talking about a while back.”

“Oh, it’s him. Tsk, tsk. What was Young Master Xiao thinking, hiring this useless cur as president?”

Quite a few people laughed mockingly once again.

“Thank you for telling us, miss.”

Bai Yunfeng smiled at Gu Ying before heading down.

Before long, a group of them climbed into the ring.

“Big Brother, what’s going on? Should we go down and take a look?”

He Dong waved his hand. Seeing how calm and composed Xia Yu looked in the ring, he said, “There’s no need to hurry. If Young Master Yu needs us, he’ll call.”

Bai Yunfeng held a cigar between his fingers and walked over to Xu Minjie. With concern, he asked, “Are you all right?”

Xu Minjie shook his head. “I’m fine. But I lost...”

Bai Yunfeng patted him on the shoulder to show that it was all right, then turned and fixed his eyes on Xia Yu. In a condescending tone, he asked, “How much did He Dong pay you?”

Xia Yu had no reason to answer him. He merely smiled in silence.

“You’re quite skilled. You’re the first person I’ve ever seen defeat Minjie.”

“Working for Xiao Jun is beneath you. Come work for me instead. Whatever he’s paying you, I’ll pay you twice as much.”

No one had expected Bai Yunfeng to extend him an invitation.

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“Oh? The price I’m asking may be more than you can afford.” Xia Yu found this rather amusing.

“Kid, don’t be so ungrateful. Young Master Bai is a well-known figure in the provincial capital. He rarely takes a liking to anyone, so don’t be too foolish to seize this opportunity,” Sang Biao said from the side.

“Oh? Then I’ll be direct. I’m sorry, but I refuse,” Xia Yu replied.

“What did you say?” Bai Yunfeng narrowed his eyes. “Kid, are you looking down on me?”

“If that’s how you want to take it, there’s nothing I can do,” Xia Yu said with a shrug.

“Damn it, don’t be so ungrateful!” A man in white pointed at him and cursed. “Young Master Bai is showing you respect.”

“You’re nothing but an abandoned live-in son-in-law working as Xiao Jun’s lackey. Don’t think you’re anything special.”

Xia Yu gave a cold snort. “That’s my business. If I want to refuse, I’ll refuse.”

With that, he stepped down from the ring.

Killing intent filled Bai Yunfeng’s eyes. He felt humiliated. He had never expected this worthless cur to reject the opportunity he had offered so decisively.

Where did that leave the dignity of Young Master Bai?

If not for Xia Yu’s extraordinary skill, he would have ordered his men to kill him on the spot.

When Xia Yu returned to the private box, He Dong and the others immediately surrounded him with praise.

He merely smiled and brushed it off as a minor matter.

He declined their invitation to celebrate. With everything settled, Xia Yu could finally leave in peace.

As he departed, He Dong pressed a check for ten million into his hand.

“Young Master Yu, I know you’re not short of money, but this is a token of my gratitude. You must accept it.”

Xia Yu glanced at the check in surprise. “You’ve already helped me. There’s no need for this.”

“Young Master Yu, please don’t be so formal. Do you know how important it was for me to win tonight’s match?”

“To be honest, I made a fortune from the bets placed by those rich young masters Sang Biao brought along. You absolutely must accept this. Otherwise, if I ever need your help again, I won’t dare trouble you.”

Xia Yu smiled helplessly. No longer refusing, he accepted the check and bid them farewell.

Once seated in his car, he lit a cigarette and looked at the check in his hand, unable to suppress a sigh of wonder.

A single boxing match had earned him ten million. Some people worked hard their entire lives and still might never make that much money.

“Sure enough, once you have status, making money becomes incredibly easy.”

He started the engine and was just about to leave when a Jeep drove up from behind and stopped beside him.

Gu Ying leaned her head out of the window.

“Hey, Mr. Xia.”