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Wang Chong was currently in a very awkward situation.
Not only because Zhushi Jiu had ignored his friends’ attitudes, but also because he himself had been questioned by his friends in front of Zhushi Jiu.
Perhaps to “return the favor” for Zhushi Jiu’s previous disregard, they, a group of eight men and women, had all chosen to ignore Zhushi Jiu, walking over to sit down, chatting with Wang Chong as if Zhushi Jiu didn’t exist.
“Brother Chong, how did you suddenly think of going on a sea tour? Did something happy happen?”
“Come on, if something happy really happened, wouldn’t you want to show off? I think this guy just wants to slack off.”
“Having just resigned as the chairman, you’re going on a sea tour? I think Brother Wang is just eager to enjoy himself. Unfortunately, you didn’t think of us.”
“Hey, why not continue being the chairman? Oh, right, it’s all the same to us. You usually say you’re busy with work and don’t come to our parties.”
Wang Chong listened, feeling frustrated.
“That’s enough, you guys. Just because I didn’t invite you doesn’t mean you have to mock me like this.”
Wang Chong looked at one of the young men with a perm.
“Xiao Le, you’re the most poisonous, so please spare a few sentences.”
The young man, Xiao Le, laughed: “Hey, you’re hiding something from us, and you don’t let us say a few words? Are you worried that we’ll lower the tone of your party?”
Wang Chong rolled his eyes.
“What are you talking about! Don’t think I didn’t hear what you whispered at the door!”
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Xiao Le was taken aback; he didn’t expect Wang Chong to be so direct.
He pretended to be hard of hearing: “What did I whisper?”
“That phrase ‘starving to death and reborn’ was said by you, wasn’t it?”
At this point, everyone snapped back to reality.
Something was off, and Wang Chong’s performance was quite odd.
They finally refocused their attention on Zhushi Jiu.
Zhushi Jiu, a frail and thin young man, was devouring his food, not only lacking etiquette but also exuding a sense of arrogance.
Seeing everyone’s gaze shift toward him, Zhushi Jiu swallowed his food, wiped his mouth, and said to them: “What are you looking at me for? You guys can chat and ignore me. I eat like a starving ghost reborn, and there’s nothing I can’t talk about.”
Everyone, especially Xiao Le, who had previously cursed Zhushi Jiu as a “starving ghost,” had their anger dissipate by half.
“Haha, sorry, I’m usually straightforward and speak my mind, no malicious intentions.”
Everyone laughed and teased, and Wang Chong, who was caught in the middle, heaved a sigh of relief. He was worried that Xiao Le’s words would provoke Zhushi Jiu.
At this time, a girl with a perm smiled at Wang Chong and winked: “How about introducing us?”
Wang Chong’s internal chaos returned.
Introduce what? Brother Zhushi, you’re my brother! What exactly do you mean? How should I come up with an excuse?
Wang Chong was clearly at a loss.
Earlier, Zhushi Jiu’s self-introduction was “a nobody,” without even revealing his name, let alone his identity.
So, how should Wang Chong introduce Zhushi Jiu’s identity in a way that sounds reasonable?
When Wang Chong looked at Zhushi Jiu for help, Zhushi Jiu was also expectantly looking at him, waiting for him to introduce.
Wang Chong was stuck.
Fortunately, he had an idea in an instant.
He thought back to everything he had seen in the room earlier, including Zhushi Jiu’s explosive fighting power on the stage.
“I’ll introduce him. He’s a martial arts master, my recent teacher.”
Wang Chong gave Zhushi Jiu a sly wink, making a distorted expression.
“Right, Teacher?”
Zhushi Jiu quickly accepted the setup, humbly saying, “The title of martial arts master is too much for me.”
Since Wang Chong was arranged by Xu Feng to take charge of the plan, Zhushi Jiu wouldn’t interfere with Wang Chong’s decisions, deciding to cooperate with Wang Chong’s fabrication.
However, everyone burst into laughter at this.
“Haha… a martial arts master? Brother Chong, were you fooled by someone?”
“I go, I thought this guy was someone… with a small body like that, I can take him down with one breath!”
“Two? You’re too virtual! I can take down ten!”
The group’s loud laughter was quite ear-piercing.
Wang Chong couldn’t help but slap the table, his face red with anger, shouting: “Stop laughing! Show some respect to my teacher!”
“Not, Brother Chong.” Xiao Le wiped away tears from the corners of his eyes. “Is he really a martial arts master? If he’s a martial arts master, I’ll jump into the sea and swim for an hour! I was previously scared by your serious expression, but it turns out to be like this.”
Someone even looked at Zhushi Jiu with disdain: “Hey, are you a swindler? You dare to deceive our Brother Wang like this?”
Another person laughed at Zhushi Jiu’s two Black Soldiers: “Which role are these two cosplaying as? They look pretty convincing.”
The girl who had previously spoken to Wang Chong gave Zhushi Jiu some face.
“Everyone, don’t laugh. Different martial arts styles have their own characteristics. Not everyone has to have muscles to be strong. I’ve heard that Japanese aikido masters are often thin and elderly.”
Wang Chong finally couldn’t stand the group’s teasing: “My teacher’s skills are real! I’ve personally experienced them! If you don’t believe it, you can try fighting him. I guarantee you’ll all be defeated and won’t be able to cry out for mommy!”
“Enough, let’s not talk about fighting on the stage. Let’s do it here and now!”
Xiao Le rolled up his sleeves and stood up from his seat.
“Hey, do you dare to fight me now?”
Zhushi Jiu put down his knife and fork, looking around: “Here?”
“Exactly, right here! It doesn’t matter where, as long as you can use a few moves to take me down.” Xiao Le turned back to joke with Wang Chong: “Wang Bro, if I can take down your ‘teacher,’ can I also become your teacher?”
Wang Chong looked at Zhushi Jiu, seeing that he didn’t have any unhappy expression, still with that smiling face. Wang Chong was unsure of Zhushi Jiu’s current mood and waved his hand impatiently: “You can try fighting my teacher first, and then we’ll talk about it.”
A young man with an earring laughed, holding his girlfriend: “Let’s make it more interesting. Loser buys dinner?”
Xiao Le said, “Haha, I previously said that if this guy is really a martial arts master, I’ll jump into the sea and swim for an hour! I’ll do as I say!”
The earring guy looked at Zhushi Jiu, smiling: “And you, ‘Master’?”
Zhushi Jiu still had that calm smile, speaking clearly: “If I lose, I’ll give you my life. You can do whatever you want with me, kill me, enslave me, or even make me commit suicide. I won’t have any complaints, and I’ll do as you say.”
The group’s chatter gradually subsided.
“What did you say?”
The earring guy doubted whether he had heard correctly.
Zhushi Jiu repeated, “I said, if I lose, I’ll give you my life. You can do whatever you want with me, kill me, enslave me, or even make me commit suicide. I won’t have any complaints, and I’ll do as you say.”
Zhushi Jiu picked up a napkin to wipe the oil from his mouth, looking at Xiao Le calmly.
“But if I win, I don’t want you to swim in the sea. That has no meaning to me. I only need you to properly introduce yourselves and be friends with me.”
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