Chapter 96: The Arrival of the War King

“Is it important?” Xia Yu replied indifferently, “If you’re afraid I have some kind of background you can’t handle, would that mean you’re scared?”

Fei Zai’s expression faltered. After all, there were so many people watching, and this was his territory.

Yet Xia Yu’s relentless, fearless provocation only convinced him that this guy must have some backing—otherwise, how could he be so confident?

For a moment, Fei Zai felt genuinely uneasy, caught between advancing and retreating.

But he wasn’t out of options. With a cold laugh, he stepped back and pulled out his phone, dialing someone.

“Master Lin, I heard you’re drinking nearby. I need a favor.”

“Alright, we’re over by the night market. Come over as soon as you can.”

After hanging up, the fat man walked over to Fei Zai, puzzled. “Fei Bro, why call for backup? We’ve got plenty of guys here, all armed—can’t we handle him?”

“You don’t know shit,” Fei Zai snapped. “Didn’t you see how cocky that kid is? If he’s from some big family, I’d be courting death.”

“Lucky for us, I know a few rich kids drinking nearby. I’ll have them come over and see if they know him.”

“If not, we can finish him off later—no hurry!”

“I get it, Fei Bro—you’re thinking ahead.” The fat man nodded repeatedly, though he still felt uneasy. Hopefully they weren’t unlucky enough to run into someone truly formidable. If so, it wouldn’t be worth it, since he was only targeting the shop owner, Liu Hua.

“Fei Zai, what’s going on?”

“What’s this commotion?”

A few minutes later, a clear voice rang out. Several young men dressed in designer clothes, looking every bit the pampered heirs, strode in from the crowd, each with a beautiful woman draped over their arm.

Xia Yu was stunned for a moment; among them was someone familiar—Lin An.

“Master Lin, you’re here,” Fei Zai greeted him with flattering respect, quickly explaining the situation.

Lin An and his companions carried themselves with arrogance, embodying the airs of young lords. Lin An glanced at Xia Yu and exclaimed in surprise, “Xia Yu!”

“Master Lin, you really know him?”

“Which family does he belong to?”

Seeing Lin An’s reaction, both Fei Zai and the fat man felt a chill in their hearts. It looked like they’d kicked an iron plate this time—Xia Yu was indeed from one of those powerful families.

The crowd watching changed their gaze toward Xia Yu, their eyes filled with newfound awe.

“Master Lin, you’re quite impressive.”

Xia Yu watched him with a faint smile. He knew all too well what kind of person Lin An was—good for nothing except eating, drinking, and playing around. With his limited abilities, he dared to call himself a young master outside?

Given the Lin family’s status, in the circles of true heirs, Lin An hadn’t even crossed the threshold. People looked at him like he was a pile of garbage.

Still, in the eyes of these street thugs and ordinary folk, Lin An’s identity as the Lin family’s young master was enough to intimidate.

Lin An sneered, “What a coincidence running into you. Fei Zai, you’re overthinking it.”

“This guy has no background. He was just a dog my family kept, married into my cousin’s house. Other than laundry, cooking, and chores, he could do nothing. My cousin dumped him.”

“Oh, right. He’s good at fighting, but as for background—in our circles, he’s a famous loser. No need to worry.”

As he spoke, the crowd’s expressions shifted again, staring at Xia Yu strangely.

They’d thought he was some bigshot, but his identity was so humble—married into a woman’s family, and even abandoned?

What kind of man was that? Nothing but a useless freeloader, the sort people despised most.

“Haha, Master Lin, are you serious?”

Fei Zai couldn’t help but laugh aloud, looking at Xia Yu as if he were a dog.

Lin An held the beauty beside him, basking in the admiration and reverence from those around. His friends were of similar status—families of modest wealth, minor players in third- or fourth-tier circles.

They couldn’t get into the real elite circles, but on the fringes, they were still respected.

Especially near the university district, they could meet new female students almost every day, and local thugs always showed them deference.

Normally, they had few chances to show off their young master flair, but today was different. If they could trample Xia Yu, from this day forward, their reputation as elite heirs would be established throughout the university district. Any kind of student girl they fancied would be theirs for the asking.

Wherever they went, people would serve them tea and wait on them.

So Lin An declared boldly, “Fei Zai, this loser is only good for fighting. Do whatever you want with him—if anything happens, I’ll take responsibility.”

“Master Lin, you’re so handsome!” the student beauty beside him gushed, looking at him with worshipful eyes. She thought having a rich boyfriend was wonderful—she’d be a cut above the rest.

“Heh, naturally. This loser is beneath me—I can crush him anytime,” Lin An said proudly, holding his girl.

“Brothers, did you hear that? Get to work!”

“No mercy, cripple him!”

Fei Zai shouted fiercely.

The thirty or so henchmen around had been itching to make a move. With so many people watching, it was their chance to show off.

So many girls—maybe one would be attracted to their bravado, and after this they could take her to a hotel for a night of “life discussions.” What could be better?

So, each of them rushed forward, brandishing steel pipes.

“Oh my god, is this guy planning to take on so many by himself?”

“He’s doomed—even if he’s good at fighting, there are too many, and they have weapons.”

“We should call the police.”

A few students felt their hearts in their throats. They didn’t want Xia Yu to get hurt—what if that handsome face was ruined?

But as they took out their phones, more sensible classmates stopped them.

“Better not get involved. If we anger these people, we’ll be in trouble.”

“Didn’t you see there are some rich kids too? Don’t mess with people like that—they have powerful backgrounds.”

The girls were frightened by this, even though they wanted to help Xia Yu. Yet they were all from out of town, their families wouldn’t allow them to provoke such people.

Soon, they realized their worries were unnecessary, for Xia Yu really was going to fight all these people alone.

Those men rushed forward with steel pipes quickly, but fell just as fast.

Xia Yu snatched two pipes, one in each hand. Though alone, he radiated the courage of a thousand men.

The aura of a king descended upon him, affecting everyone present.

He moved with savage speed, surrounded by thirty men, yet it was as if he walked through empty space—a wolf among sheep.

At that moment, the King of the Northern Border revealed his bloodthirsty true nature, making everyone’s scalp tingle.

Lin An was completely stunned, forced to witness it all. Only now did he realize that when Xia Yu had beaten him before, it was just playing around.

His body trembled uncontrollably. The Xia Yu before him was someone he had never seen.

When Xia Yu finished laying all the henchmen flat on the ground, everyone was dumbfounded, staring at him in speechless shock.