My Co-renting Lady Boss
Chapter 185 - 0185: Armored Brother Will Protect You

Chapter 185: Chapter 0185: Armored Brother Will Protect You

One of the entourage members, who was older, around forty-years-old, with bulging muscles resembling a fitness coach, whispered to Zhen Xiaosa:

"Young Master, this is still the auction’s territory. If we rashly start a fight, I worry we might get kicked out. We still need to bid on items tomorrow, and if we’re expelled, it won’t be easy to explain to the family."

Zhen Xiaosa had initially hesitated to act precisely due to this concern, but now, infuriated, he disregarded the consequences: "It was he who hit me first. You all beat him up for me. If something really happens, it’s just you who might be expelled. I can stay alone until the auction tomorrow."

"Young Master, is that really wise? Our duty is to protect you,"

said another member of the entourage, looking troubled.

"What’s so bad about it? I can’t swallow this insult. If you don’t do it, I will. Then, we’ll all be kicked out together, and the auction will be off,"

Zhen Xiaosa said, threateningly.

Upon hearing this, both bodyguards could only nod, glaring at Sun Zhuangjia as if they wanted to devour him, while the bodyguard resembling a fitness coach sneered:

"Young Master, do you want his arms and legs broken, or just one arm and one leg?"

"Heh, break whatever can be broken. Let’s see if he dares bump into me then,"

Zhen Xiaosa said, holding his arms and sneering coldly.

"Come, let me show you my strength,"

Sun Zhuangjia boasted, stretching his arms as martial energy coursed through his body, making crackling sounds.

"Cross Training?"

The fitness coach bodyguard sneered, then stepped forward and lunged, striking out with his palm.

With a slap, his palm landed like lightning on Sun Zhuangjia, sending him staggering back several steps, his face showing fear: "Eight-star Martial Artist!"

"Kid, realizing now is still not too late,"

sneered the fitness coach bodyguard, while the other bodyguard also rushed over, rapidly deploying his legwork skills.

One was adept with his fists and palms, and the other with his feet. Working together, they delivered powerful blows. Sun Zhuangjia managed only to fend off a few attacks before he could do nothing but be beaten. Fortunately, since youth, he had toughened up through Cross Training, which, while not enough to win, prevented him from being knocked down immediately.

"Heh, if you kneel down and admit your mistake, I might consider sparing you,"

Zhen Xiaosa said, laughing weirdly on the side.

Sun Zhuangjia, struggling from the beating, but seeing Su Xiaoxi nearby, defiantly yelled: "I will never give up. For Xiaoxi, a beating is nothing."

"What a fool,"

shouted Zhen Xiaosa: "Don’t be polite, beat him down for me."

At that moment, Tang Ming stood aside, happy to be out of trouble, and said to Su Xiaoxi, "Let’s leave while we can, otherwise it could get messy here very soon."

"Oh, let’s hurry. Let that fool Sun Zhuangjia distract them,"

Su Xiaoxi said with a smirk.

However, since Sun Zhuangjia was taking a beating just because of Su Xiaoxi, Tang Ming casually asked, "Aren’t you afraid they might beat Sun Zhuangjia to death?"

"Impossible. This is the auction territory, and disciples from several major Martial Arts Families patrol nearby. If it escalates too much, these people will intervene. How could they possibly let those guys beat Sun Zhuangjia to death?"

Su Xiaoxi said cheerfully, familiar with the rules here.

"Oh, that’s good."

Tang Ming smiled and followed Su Xiaoxi as they quietly left.

In the arena, Sun Zhuangjia was getting beaten up, and Zhen Xiaosa’s two lackeys couldn’t finish him off for a while.

As Sun Zhuangjia was beaten, he yelled, "Xiaoxi, don’t be afraid. I’m willing to endure all the hardships and beatings for you. I’m willing to protect you for my entire life, keep hitting me, I’m not afraid at all."

Zhen Xiaosa became furious, his own two lackeys were brutally beating this guy, and yet he was still so arrogant. In a fit of anger, he approached and delivered a sudden low blow, hitting Sun Zhuangjia right below the belt. With that, Sun Zhuangjia let out a pained "oh" and fell to the ground, clutching his groin.

Zhen Xiaosa proudly said, "Not so tough now? You big fool, everyone has been gone for ages yet you’re still shouting. But you’re so foolish, I almost feel bad picking on you."

The two lackeys also felt it was pointless to continue and walked over to stomp him a couple of times to vent their frustration, then the fitness coach lackey asked, "Young Master, should we cripple this kid?"

"I’ve said let’s not trouble him anymore, he’s just a fool. We don’t need to be that harsh, getting our anger out is enough."

Zhen Xiaosa shook his head and said.

The three men left the scene, leaving Sun Zhuangjia lying on the ground, painfully clutching his groin.

"Young Master, are we still going shopping?"

The lackey asked breathlessly.

Upon hearing this, Zhen Xiaosa immediately became furious, "Do I look like I’m in any shape to go shopping? Hurry back to the hotel, we need to prepare for tomorrow’s auction."

"That’s good."

Upon hearing this, the two lackeys finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I’m going to take a shower when I get back, don’t dawdle, I’m feeling really uncomfortable."

Zhen Xiaosa said this and walked away quickly.

Meanwhile, Sun Zhuangjia who had been lying on the ground for a while, finally managed to stand up. The surrounding onlookers, after laughing a bit, walked away, including a few people arranged by the Martial Arts Families who did not intervene after seeing that no major incident had occurred.

"Damn it, that bastard used a dirty trick."

After getting up, Sun Zhuangjia started cursing.

But suddenly, he turned his head to look around, and it was empty. There was no sign of Tang Ming and Su Xiaoxi, he frantically looked around but found nothing.

"Xiaoxi has been abducted by that darned guy again. Did I just endure that beating for nothing?"

Sun Zhuangjia said dejectedly, then glanced around and also headed back to the hotel.

Tang Ming and Su Xiaoxi had not chosen to head back to the hotel immediately. Since they were already in the night market, they might as well explore a bit.

After shaking off Sun Zhuangjia and his crew, they began to explore. The stalls set up by the martial artists on both sides offered all kinds of odd and peculiar items, from medicinal herbs to exotic materials whose names they didn’t know, and even Secret Martial Arts Manuals. However, these items were useless to Tang Ming. As for those Secret Martial Arts Manuals described as miraculous, they were more than likely just schemes to swindle money. It was unsure if they could make someone superhuman, but if any martial artist tried to practice such incomplete and erratic techniques, they would probably end up insane.

The cultivation technique Tang Ming practiced was Poisonous Martial Arts, so poison was more useful to him. He did see some poisons, but their toxicity wasn’t strong enough. While sufficient to take a life, they weren’t potent enough to aid in boosting his cultivation.

Though poison could enhance cultivation, not just any poison would do. Poisons are categorized by their toxicity, and for Tang Ming, especially since he was already an Eight-Star Martial Artist, the requirements were much stricter.