After being dumped by the diva, I was picked up by her arch-enemy.

The scarred man cruelly licked his lips.

He watched Tan Yunxiao walk into the octagon step by step, his eyes full of disdain.

"Big guy."

"You've built up good muscles."

"I just don't know if it can withstand a beating."

Tan Yunxiao walked up to the scarred man, the two of them less than two meters apart.

Tan Yunxiao was a full head taller than the scarred man.

He looked down at the other person and scratched the back of his head.

"You talk too much nonsense."

"Hurry up, I still need to take the third brother out for a late-night snack after we finish this."

The scarred man was thoroughly enraged by Tan Yunxiao's dismissive attitude.

He shouted half a sentence and then suddenly exerted force with both legs.

He charged towards Tan Yunxiao like a cannonball.

His right fist, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, hurtled straight towards Tan Yunxiao's face.

This punch was extremely fast and incredibly powerful.

Even Su Yu, who was standing outside the cage, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

But Tan Yunxiao stood still, motionless.

Until the fist was less than five centimeters from his nose.

Tan Yunxiao made a move.

He didn't make any fancy moves.

Raise your right hand directly and open your large palm.

Snapped.

A dull commotion was heard.

Tan Yunxiao actually caught the scarred man's powerful punch with one hand.

It's like hitting a ball of cotton; all the force vanishes instantly.

The scarred man's expression changed drastically.

He tried to pull his fist back, but found that Tan Yunxiao's palm was as hard as iron, gripping his fist tightly.

There's no way to break free!

"Is that all the strength you have?"

Tan Yunxiao gave a simple, honest smirk.

"You haven't eaten?"

Before he finished speaking, Tan Yunxiao turned his left hand into a palm and thrust it forward.

Bajiquan!

boom!

The dull thud of flesh colliding echoed through the boxing gym.

The scarred man didn't even have time to scream.

He was sent flying backwards.

It crashed heavily into the wire mesh of the octagonal cage.

The wire mesh shook violently, emitting a piercing metallic scraping sound.

The scarred man slid down the wire mesh and fell to the ground.

He clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.

His eyes rolled back, and he fainted instantly.

The entire venue was completely silent.

Qiang Ge's eyes widened, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

His senior brother, who was invincible in the underground boxing world.

He was actually defeated in one move by this big guy?

Is this guy even human?!

Bai Yanqiu's cigar fell to the ground.

I watched in disbelief as everything that happened inside the octagonal cage.

Tan Yunxiao clapped his hands, walked out of the octagon cage with a bored expression, went straight to Jiang Yichen's side, and scratched his head.

"Third brother, this guy is too weak. I haven't even used my full strength yet."

Jiang Yichen handed him a bottle of mineral water.

"Thank you for your hard work, Senior Brother."

Bai Yanqiu stared intently at Jiang Yichen, his eyes so sinister they seemed to drip with water.

He took a few deep breaths and forcibly suppressed his anger.

Jiang Yichen looked directly at him, his tone indifferent.

"We've won the rules set by Young Master Bai."

Bai Yanqiu gritted his teeth.

"Let's go!"

Qiang Ge quickly waved for someone to drag the unconscious scarred man away.

The group left the underground boxing gym in a disheveled state.

The Bai family had barely left when Xu Zhiyou jumped up excitedly.

She rushed straight to Jiang Yichen, grabbed his arm tightly with both hands, and shook it happily.

"Jiang Yichen! You've arrived like a divine intervention!"

How did you know I was here?

"When did you come to Shanghai?!"

She turned to look at Tan Yunxiao, her big eyes filled with admiration.

"Senior Brother! You're amazing!"

"That bald guy looked so scary, and you just slapped him away!"

Tan Yunxiao felt a little embarrassed by the pretty girl's compliments.

He raised his thick arm and scratched the back of his head with a憨厚 (honest and simple) expression.

"That grandson is all show and no substance."

"It looks sturdy, but the chassis is unstable at all."

"I hadn't even used a fraction of my strength before he collapsed."

Su Yu stood to the side, blinking her eyes in a daze.

She walked up to Tan Yunxiao, tilted her head back, and carefully examined the burly man from Northeast China who was more than half a head taller than her.

"You practice Bajiquan?"

Su Yu asked expressionlessly.

Tan Yunxiao grinned and nodded.

"The girl has good taste."

"I saw you fighting that tattooed guy just now. You were pretty fast, but you lacked strength."

"If you encounter someone who has developed external martial arts skills, you'll be at a disadvantage."

Su Yu nodded seriously.

"understood."

"Next time I'll take a knife and chop him up."

Tan Yunxiao was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Xu Zhiyou tugged at Jiang Yichen's sleeve, her big eyes blinking.

"You still haven't answered me. Why did you suddenly come to Shanghai?"

Jiang Yichen casually tightened the cap on the mineral water bottle he had just handed her.

"The theater troupes in the capital have gotten back on track."

"During this period, the Qilin Opera Troupe has recruited a lot of people, and the total number has exceeded one hundred."

"There's simply not enough room for so many people in two venues."

"So I plan to open a branch office in Shanghai to expand our business."

Jiang Yichen spoke in a relaxed tone.

But as he looked towards the entrance of the boxing gym, his gaze became much more profound.

Opening branch offices was just a side objective.

During his time in Beijing, he paved the way and released his new album.

Now, it's time to come to Shanghai and settle accounts with the Bai family.

Jiang Yichen remembered every single detail of the grudge from the last kidnapping.

This time, he brought his eldest brother and more than thirty of his most skilled fellow disciples with him to Shanghai.

Bai Yanqiu liked to play dirty tricks, so he played along with the Bai family.

This debt must be repaid with interest.

When Xu Zhiyou heard that Jiang Yichen was going to open a branch office in Shanghai, she jumped up and down with joy.

"Very good!"

"Have you found a venue?"

"Is there enough funding?"

"Should I ask my dad to approve a prime location for your shop?"

"If all else fails, I can buy that building next to Yinlang KTV for you to use!"

Miss Xu is wealthy and generous; she immediately asked to buy a building.

Jiang Yichen helplessly reached out and pressed down on her shoulder to stop her jumping around.

"Stop."

"I've already had Su Yao contact the venue in advance; it's near the City God Temple."

"Miss Xu, there's no need for you to spend money."

Xu Zhiyou pouted.

"Why are you being so polite with me?"

"But my senior brother really helped me a lot today."

"This late-night snack has to be on me!"

She patted her chest with a triumphant air.

"Senior Brother, order whatever you'd like to eat!"

"I can book reservations at all the best restaurants in Shanghai!"

Tan Yunxiao touched his stomach.

"Any restaurant is fine."

"You have to be able to eat your fill."

"My fellow students are still waiting on the bus outside. Everyone is starving."

Half an hour later.

The most luxurious 24-hour seafood restaurant in Shanghai.

Xu Zhiyou booked the entire second-floor lobby.

Thirty-odd burly men dressed in matching black training uniforms strode in.

These people were all martial arts practitioners who had trained since childhood. They were strong and robust, and walked with a powerful and vigorous stride.

The waiters in the lobby were dumbfounded, thinking it was a movie crew filming a gangster film.

More than thirty people sat at four large round tables.

Xu Zhiyou took the menu and asked the manager to bring out all the restaurant's signature dishes.

The dishes had just been served.

These skilled fighters demonstrated what true speed and agility really mean.

"Fifth brother, hand me that pork knuckle!"

"Sixth Brother, eat less. I haven't even touched this plate of lobster yet!"

"Waiter! Ten more buckets of rice, please!"

The entire second-floor lobby was bustling with activity.

The plates were emptied faster than the plates were washed.

A braised pork knuckle weighing three pounds was reduced to a bare bone in less than ten seconds after being served.

A whole steamed grouper was served, and chopsticks fell in unison, instantly scooping up the fish broth to mix with rice.

The waiters couldn't keep up with the speed at which the people ate the food.

The head chef in the kitchen was sweating profusely, and the spatula he was swinging was almost smoking.

Xu Zhiyou sat at the main table, chopsticks in hand, completely stunned.

She had never seen such an exaggerated scene of eating rice in her entire life.

This isn't a meal; it's a locust swarm.

Su Yu, sitting next to her with a large meat bun in her hand, was also stunned.

She usually has a large appetite, but compared to these martial arts performers, she is nothing.

Tan Yunxiao picked up a huge bowl bigger than his face and gulped down the whole bowl of pork rib soup.

He wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth and smacked his lips with lingering satisfaction.

"Miss Xu, the food in Shanghai is quite delicious."

"The portion size is too small."

"This plate isn't much bigger than a cat's face; it's not even big enough to fill a cat's teeth."

Xu Zhiyou swallowed.

She glanced at the mountain of empty plates piled up in front of Tan Yunxiao.

"Big...Senior Brother."

"Do you usually eat like this at the theater troupe?"