Chapter 237 - 121: Who Are You?
The young man’s pupils widened. He tried to dodge, but the True Qi suddenly changed its trajectory in mid-air. With a sharp CRACK, it struck his arm.
"Hiss!"
The young man let out a muffled grunt; his arm was clearly injured.
"Cousin, Yang Fan isn’t here with this gentleman. Hurry up and tell us what you know."
Seeing this, the leader of the remaining three hurriedly spoke to Tian Lili.
Tian Lili hadn’t expected Zhao Rui to be so ruthless, attacking without a moment’s hesitation. She certainly hadn’t expected him to be this powerful.
And from the sound of her cousin’s voice, he seemed terrified of the man.
’How is this the skill of a Level 8?’
’Her cousin is a Level 9 Martial Artist!’
The inexplicable rage Tian Lili had felt just a moment ago instantly vanished, and she sobered up completely.
"Yesterday... yesterday, I was watching the match and saw him getting really friendly with some woman next to him. I... I slapped him and left!"
Tian Lili said, her voice laced with guilt.
She was terrified that because she had slapped Yang Fan, Zhao Rui would slap her in return.
’Yang Fan, you bastard! You bully me, and your friend bullies me too!’
Tian Lili felt so frustrated she could cry, hating Yang Fan with every fiber of her being.
After hearing Tian Lili’s story, Zhao Rui’s pupils constricted. "Yang Fan might be in danger," he said hurriedly. "Stop making a scene here."
With that, he casually unblocked Tian Lili’s acupoints. Paying the group no further mind, he got straight into the Jeep, turned around, and drove toward the Martial Arts Base Training Center.
On the way, he also called his brother-in-law, Zheng Huai Feng, telling him to head over as well.
Watching Zhao Rui drive away, Tian Lili and the others finally breathed a collective sigh of relief.
"You all have some nerve, daring to provoke Captain Zhao. Tsk tsk!"
"He’s in the Grandmaster Realm!"
The security guard, who had been enjoying the show, gave the group a sarcastic thumbs-up.
"Captain?"
"Captain of the Martial Arts Team?"
"The Grandmaster Realm!"
The group couldn’t help but turn in unison and glare at Tian Lili. ’What an idiot! Doesn’t she know to do some basic research before throwing a tantrum?!’
Was the strength of the Dongqi University Martial Arts Team Captain something that ordinary Level 9 Martial Artists like them—who had reached their level simply through years of grinding—could dare to provoke?
And a Grandmaster, no less.
A Grandmaster!
The leader’s face grew even paler. ’We’ve provoked a Grandmaster... what are we going to do?’
"Quick, we have to find Yang Fan! If we find him, we might still have a chance to fix this!"
After speaking, the leader got into his car and hastily drove away from the entrance of Dongqi University.
A dumbstruck Tian Lili was dragged into the car by a companion, still muttering to herself, "How could he possibly be a Grandmaster!"
...
At the provincial Martial Arts Training Base, Zhao Rui, accompanied by Zheng Huai Feng and guided by an upperclassman from Dongqi University, reviewed the security footage from the day of the finals.
It clearly captured the face of the woman who had left with Yang Fan.
"It has to be this woman!"
Zhao Rui pointed at the woman in the footage leaving with Yang Fan.
Zheng Huai Feng grunted in acknowledgment, snapped a photo of the woman on the screen, and sent it to his colleagues.
Once they had their lead, the two men drove away from the training base.
While they were on the road, Zheng Huai Feng’s colleagues sent over information about the woman: she was a background actress who had spent the previous night at the Seven Circulation Hotel.
As soon as Zhao Rui heard, he immediately drove toward the hotel.
At the front desk, Zheng Huai Feng flashed his credentials and inquired about the woman’s room.
As expected, she was still upstairs.
A sharp glint appeared in Zhao Rui’s eyes as he got on the elevator and headed up.
He didn’t care if Yang Fan had fallen for someone else or was just fighting with Tian Lili.
What worried him was that this woman’s background was suspicious.
He had been involved in the affair with the Old Demon; staying out of it was impossible.
’Rather than wait for something to happen, it’s better to take the initiative.’
’That way, I can be prepared.’
When the two men arrived at the hotel room door, they could hear the woman’s lewd, decadent moans from within.
Mixed in were Yang Fan’s cries.
Zhao Rui frowned as he listened.
The sounds were completely unnatural; they reeked of overindulgence.
"Your classmate sure gets around," Zheng Huai Feng chuckled.
"Who? Who’s out there?"
The moment he spoke, the rustling of clothes could be heard from inside.
Seeing his chance, Zhao Rui no longer hesitated. With a single push, he forced the door open and entered.
Inside, a naked Yang Fan stared blankly at Zhao Rui and his companion.
The woman beside him was wrapped in a nightgown, its hem gaping open enough to reveal her excellent figure.
"Who are you?"
Without wasting a word, Zhao Rui leaped directly toward Yang Fan.
The woman, shocked, hurriedly moved to intercept him, her body a phantom as she lunged at Zhao Rui.
Her movements were ghostly fast.
The Protective True Qi around Zhao Rui flared. Without slowing in the slightest, he allowed her fists and feet to rain down on him.
After a series of THUDS, not only did the woman fail to harm Zhao Rui, but she cried out in pain as she was sent flying backward, landing in a heap on the carpet.
Her nightgown was splayed open in disarray, revealing a flash of skin.
Zhao Rui grabbed Yang Fan. With a flick of his wrist, the blanket flew off the bed and onto the woman, covering her body.
Seeing this, the woman’s expression turned cold, but she suddenly ripped the blanket off and gave a lewd smile. "Don’t you want a taste? I’ve been in plenty of TV shows, you know."
"I can take both of you at once!"
"Come on, handsome!"
The woman’s eyes grew hazy, her gaze an endless, captivating vortex of seduction.
Zhao Rui snorted coldly. The woman’s body instantly shuddered as if struck by lightning, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.
She had clearly suffered an internal injury.
"What a ruthless man!"
The woman sneered, her expression somehow tragically beautiful. As expected of an actress.
Zhao Rui remained unmoved. With a flick of his finger, he sealed her acupoints. Then, he placed a hand on Yang Fan’s back, and his True Qi surged into his body through his acupoints. After one full circulation...