Chapter 715: Social Club (5)
Qi Honglei had studied at the Sports University and received a higher education. He possessed a deep sense of patriotism and a strong desire to serve his country. Otherwise, he would not have rushed from the secluded valleys of Mount Hua the moment he received the invitation.
He also did not want honest and sincere young men like Li Baoguo to face setbacks or get hurt. That was why he had taken the initiative to volunteer after some hesitation. However, he had not expected this young leader to be so obstinate and self-opinionated.
Is this what bureaucracy looked like? If all the leaders of Great Xia's martial arts and superpower circles are as incompetent and muddle-headed as this so-called leader, then the future truly seems bleak and hopeless.
Qi Honglei felt deeply disappointed. Meanwhile, the others cast doubtful glances at Li Xiaofei, their eyes filled with skepticism. They were all seasoned individuals; how could they not understand the hidden meaning behind the conversation just now?
Only Li Baoguo felt valued. Hugging the sheepskin-wrapped blade in his arms, he turned and walked out.
Moments later, the shepherd boy stepped onto the stage. His simple and honest demeanor immediately caused an uproar of astonishment among the audience. Everyone in the stands, including Wang Fei and Miss Fan, was utterly shocked. How could Great Xia send someone like this as their first representative?
At that moment, the first fighter from Jiepeng was also confirmed. It was Kawashima Shi, the disciple of the Sword Saint Oniba Henzō.
He wore a traditional Jiepeng samurai uniform, wooden clogs on his feet, and a long and short sword hanging at his waist. As he slowly ascended the stage, his face was slightly flushed with anger.
"This is an outrageous insult! We have crossed mountains and seas to come here to challenge the experts of Great Xia, not to be humiliated by a foolish farmer!"
Kawashima Shi pointed at Li Baoguo and shouted angrily in stiff Great Xia language, "You are not worthy to stand here, nor are you worthy of making me draw my sword. Get lost! I will not kill you."
"You damn little devil! You immoral bastard, are you looking down on me?" Li Baoguo carried the deep-seated hatred of Great Xia’s people, a hatred rooted in the invasion war before the founding of the nation.
He harbored immense hostility toward the Jiepeng people.