Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 121 - 124 It’s him

Chapter 121: Chapter 124 It’s him

(I got up late today, sorry about that. Continuing with five updates today, and if the monthly votes are strong enough, six updates!)

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The "idiot" who had his back turned to him the whole time suddenly turned around, and now, he was looking at Zhang Bing with a mocking sneer. Seeing the cold smile on the face of the "idiot" he had just been about to teach a lesson, Zhang Bing only felt as though he had suddenly been placed in the depths of a cold winter.

This "idiot" was actually Xiao Yi!

The country bumpkin that he and Young Master Jin despised to the bone!

Seeing the mocking sneer in Xiao Yi’s eyes, a wave of immense regret surged in Zhang Bing’s heart. Why hadn’t he looked more closely just now? At the same time, he was inwardly cursing the school’s logistics department for not making the streetlights on the campus pathway brighter. If only that light had been just a bit brighter, he surely would have recognized Xiao Yi’s slim figure and the clothes that looked like they were fished out from some street stall, which were quite distinctive.

If he had recognized him, he would have never gotten out of the car, not for the life of him.

"Zhang Bing, why aren’t you chasing that idiot away? What are you frozen there for?"

Jin Xiaohan wasn’t sitting in the front passenger seat but in the back, so he hadn’t seen Xiao Yi clearly. Seeing Zhang Bing step out of the car and then stand motionless at the door like an idiot, he immediately voiced his dissatisfaction. This Zhang Bing was becoming more and more unreliable, dilly-dallying around.

"Young... Master Jin... it’s... him."

Hearing Jin Xiaohan’s angry shout, Zhang Bing finally snapped out of his shock, turned his head, and spoke to Jin Xiaohan with a voice that was almost on the verge of crying.

"What’s with this ’him’ or ’not him’? Damn it, did you hit your head on a wall or something? Can’t you even speak properly anymore?"

Jin Xiaohan, looking at Zhang Bing’s morose face, grew even more annoyed. He was so angry he felt like slapping him hard, and said so uncontrollably.

He had already been unlucky enough these past few days, full of pent-up anger with nowhere to vent. And now this subordinate who had followed him for many years was being so unreliable, causing him trouble for no reason. How had he ever thought of associating with this idiot in the first place?

"Young Master Jin, long time no see. Your grandeur seems as imposing as ever."

Just as Jin Xiaohan’s words fell, a lazy voice reached his ears.

At the sound of this voice, Jin Xiaohan’s figure froze as if struck by lightning, completely stunned. This voice, or rather the owner of this voice, to the current him, could not be described as unforgettable, but at the very least was deeply ingrained in his being.

All of his misfortune over the past few days originated from this voice’s owner, the country bumpkin named Xiao Yi!

The country bumpkin who initially seemed to him like someone he could squash with a single stomp of his foot, as easily as crushing an ant!

"Young Master Jin, not even greeting an old friend? Isn’t that a bit rude?"

Xiao Yi’s gaze was cold as it penetrated the car window, directly staring at Jin Xiaohan inside, whose face was pale, his lips curling with a hint of scorn.

Initially, he had hesitated for a moment, already deciding not to get involved in this matter, preparing to step aside, but unexpectedly, upon hearing Zhang Bing’s voice, he changed his mind on the spot.

He had thought that, for a wealthy young man like this, he had made himself perfectly clear last time in the dormitory and had taught him a lesson. Jin Xiaohan should have known his place and not bothered him again, but to his surprise, this kid had actually called those gangsters to the classroom to trouble him this morning. Although Xiao Yi didn’t take those thugs seriously, their presence in the classroom had somewhat affected the other ordinary students, which annoyed him.

Therefore, he was ready to teach him another lesson, to warn him, otherwise, this guy might never stop.

As he spoke, Xiao Yi’s hand moved, his gesture was not big, just lightly tapping on the car window glass.

"Crack Crack!"

Along with a series of crisp cracking sounds, a large portion of the car window glass shattered like a broken piece of ice, fragmenting into pieces and falling onto the seats inside, with some falling directly onto Jin Xiaohan’s seat.

Looking at the sound of the glass shattering, Jin Xiaohan’s face, which had already turned pale upon hearing Xiao Yi’s voice, turned even whiter, his eyes revealing an unmistakable look of extreme fear.

He had previously thought that Xiao Yi was just some country bumpkin skilled in martial arts for a few years. He even considered hiring a better fighter to beat Xiao Yi up severely, but looking at what was happening now, he suddenly felt so stupid. A chill rose slowly from the bottom of his feet, piercing through to the crown of his head.

Was this person even human?

This was tempered glass. Even a big hammer would require a lot of effort to break through. Yet, this guy broke it with such a light tap.

Now, he wasn’t even thinking about how much money it would take to fix the broken glass; all he wanted was to quickly escape and stay away from this country bumpkin.

Zhang Bing’s eyes were almost popping out of his head, his legs trembling as if in a piercing north wind laden with frost and snow, and had he not been gripping the car door for dear life, he would have collapsed onto the ground!

Oh my God, was this even human?

If those fingers, instead of tapping the car window, had hit his head or any other part...

The thought of how he was almost about to aggressively kick Xiao Yi made Zhang Bing feel a cold shiver down his spine, his back damp with a chilling sweat. From his vantage point, he saw all too clearly how Xiao Yi merely stretched out his hand for a light flick!

He didn’t at all believe that his head was harder than that expensive tempered glass made from special materials. Even if it were harder, if Xiao Yi used a bit more force, wouldn’t his head be as easy to break as chopping a melon or slicing tofu?

"Xiao... what... what are you going to do?"

Jin Xiaohan finally recovered from the shock, his voice trembling as he tentatively raised his head to look at Xiao Yi. He wanted to yell "Xiao Yi," but after uttering the syllable "Xiao," he couldn’t manage to say "Yi."

"I don’t want to do anything, but I would like to ask Young Master Jin, what are you up to? The event this morning was your doing, wasn’t it? I hope such things won’t happen again. Can you ensure that?"

Xiao Yi looked at Jin Xiaohan, who was struggling to speak, and the disdain in his eyes grew even more apparent. Feeling somewhat indifferent, he didn’t want to toy with him any longer and said dismissively.