Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 351 - 354: Hurry Back

Chapter 351: Chapter 354: Hurry Back

In just a few days, he had collected all the information.

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly lit up, and pointing ahead, a hint of pride appeared on his face as he said, "Look, isn’t that her coming now?"

"Hehe, it really is her, Young Master Li, you are truly formidable."

Qian Xiaojie’s gaze shifted and he immediately saw the figure of Zhang Yuhuan coming out of the library, clad in white clothes and skirt, holding a book, her demeanor serene and composed, and his eyes suddenly brightened as he praised Li Zijie without stinginess.

But his eyes were fixed straight on Zhang Yuhuan, not even blinking.

Today, Zhang Yuhuan looked even more enchanting and graceful than the last time they met. Dressed in white, she seemed like a fairy not of this world, stepping right out of a painting.

Even Li Zijie and Qian Xiaofeng couldn’t help staring at her, their eyes almost glazing over.

Damn, this girl really isn’t half bad, and she’s been wasted on him.

Li Zijie and Qian Xiaofeng both couldn’t help but swallow their saliva, but they knew that this girl was Qian Xiaojie’s target, so they could only sigh to themselves in their hearts.

"Xiaojie, what are you waiting for? Go ahead."

It was Qian Xiaofeng who recovered his senses first; after all, in his view, Han Lu was the priority, and although the beauty before him was also beautiful, in his eyes, she was just a plaything. In this world, after having what he wanted, what kind of beauty wouldn’t he be able to enjoy?

Regaining his senses, he pushed Qian Xiaojie, who had been staring blankly, his eyes straight, and reminded him.

"Hehe, almost forgot the important matter."

Finally snapping out of it, Qian Xiaojie chuckled and took a deep breath, straightened his collar, turned around, picked up the bright bouquet of flowers he had prepared, and put on his most charismatic posture as he walked towards Zhang Yuhuan.

Zhang Yuhuan had already noticed Qian Xiaofeng and Qian Xiaojie, and her eyebrows knitted briefly, but quickly smoothed out again as she walked to one side, pretending not to see them. She had reported the incident to the two Master Zhuges and let them warn both families. She thought they would not dare to bother her again, and they must have mistaken another girl for her in Glass City.

Feeling slightly uneasy, she clearly wanted her grandfathers to teach those guys a lesson, but it seemed they were still as vigorous as ever, showing up here and now they had even found her school to harass other girls.

She would definitely have a stern talk with her grandfathers.

That’s what Zhang Yuhuan thought to herself.

But almost immediately, as she was thinking this, she realized she was wrong. That most annoying guy named Qian Xiaojie was striding straight towards her.

These guys were still targeting her!

They had even deliberately found out her school, and the fact that they were waiting for her by the library made it clear they had done some investigation on her!

A wave of anger involuntarily rose in her heart.

"Hey, beauty, we meet again."

Just as anger started to form in Zhang Yuhuan’s heart, Qian Xiaojie had already approached, wearing what he thought was his most charming smile, and handed her the flowers with a grin, "It seems our destiny is really deep, so why don’t we have a coffee together and chat about life?"

"Sorry, I’m not free."

Zhang Yuhuan replied coldly, a strong look of disgust flashing in her eyes, completely ignoring the flowers Qian Xiaofeng offered her.

"Beauty, there’s no need to reject someone from a thousand miles away."

Qian Xiaojie seemed utterly oblivious to Zhang Yuhuan’s disgust, his offered flowers left hanging, not feeling awkward at all, and with a grin, he proceeded to say, trying to place a hand on Zhang Yuhuan’s shoulder while speaking.

"Didn’t you hear me when I said I’m not free?"

Seeing Qian Xiaojie still making unwanted advances, Zhang Yuhuan’s fury rose completely, she dodged his outstretched hand and looked at him with an icy gaze.

"Beauty, have some consideration, my friends are watching. You’re being too harsh, it makes me lose face. Give me some face, let’s have that cup of coffee."

Witnessing Zhang Yuhuan’s utterly resolute gaze, Qian Xiaojie’s face began to show a hint of embarrassment.

"What does your face have to do with me?"

Zhang Yuhuan’s expression darkened as she coldly stared at Qian Xiaojie, "I’m warning you, if you keep pestering me, you’ll bear the consequences."

"Beauty, good, you really do have character, I haven’t misjudged you. I like women with character, but, beauty, I’ll tell you, I, Qian Xiaojie, have set my sights on you, and no woman I’ve desired has ever escaped my palm."

Qian Xiaojie stared at Zhang Yuhuan, her face as cold as ice, and he was momentarily taken aback, but then he laughed, a fighting spirit ignited in his eyes, and the corner of his mouth revealed a smug expression, as he looked down at Zhang Yuhuan with an air of superiority.

"I’m going to count to three, and you’d better get the hell out of here!"

Zhang Yuhuan glanced at Qian Xiaojie with contempt and said coldly, then began to count aloud, "One, two..."

"Beauty..."

"Three!"

Qian Xiaojie hadn’t expected Zhang Yuhan to be so fierce; she was impervious to soft or hard approaches, looking utterly formidable. He was caught off guard for a moment, just about to speak when her unrelenting voice cut him off, not giving him a chance to respond. A hint of annoyance appeared on his face, his lips curling into a scornful sneer. Count to three, what could she do after counting to three?

"Smack!"

Before Qian Xiaojie’s thoughts could settle, his vision blurred, and a searing pain spread distinctly across his face.

His expression completely froze, and it took him a while to come back to his senses, staring incredulously at the girl standing before him, who held a thick book in her hand—the probable weapon that had slapped his face—wearing a faint cold smile as she stared back at him.

He never would have imagined that this girl, who seemed frail and fairy-like, would actually dare to hit someone and that she did it without any hesitation, giving him no time to react!

Qian Xiaofeng and Li Zijie, standing nearby, were also stunned. None of them had expected this pitiable, delicate-looking girl, who seemed to have stepped right out of a painting, full of classic elegance, to suddenly lash out and hit someone.

"You hit me?"

A look of disbelief appeared in Qian Xiaojie’s eyes as he stared at her.

"This is just a small lesson for you. If you don’t scram now, I’ll make you regret ever coming into this world," Zhang Yuhan said, her gaze cold and her tone chilling.

"Good, very good, beauty. It’s the fucking first time I, Qian Xiaojie, have been slapped by a beauty and the first time I’ve been threatened by one. I really want to see how you’ll make me regret coming into this world!"

Qian Xiaojie was completely enraged. He touched his slapped cheek and his face revealed a grim smile.

"Xiaojie, what happened?"

"Young Master Jie, what’s wrong?"

Seeing the expressions on both, Qian Xiaofeng and Li Zijie couldn’t delay any longer and quickly approached to inquire about the situation.

"It’s nothing..."

"Ring..."

Waving his hand and muttering that it was nothing, Qian Xiaojie turned his gaze back to Zhang Yuhan, ready to speak again when he heard the sound of a phone ringing.

"Ring..."

Just as Qian Xiaojie was about to reach for his phone, Li Zijie’s phone at his side started to ring urgently as well.

The two exchanged surprised glances and pulled out their phones.

"Sixth Uncle is calling?"

Seeing the caller ID, Qian Xiaojie’s face showed a hint of surprise, but he still pressed the answer button.

At the same time, Li Zijie showed a change in expression as he cautiously glanced at the others before stepping aside to answer the call.

"Xiaojie, where are you?"

As soon as the call connected, Qian Xiaojie heard Qian Fuyu’s voice, filled with urgency.

"I’m in G City, Sixth Uncle, what’s the matter?"

A puzzled look crossed Qian Xiaojie’s face.

"Hurry back home. You’ve caused a huge disaster, and your father is very angry!"

"Sixth Uncle, what happened? Do you know?"

Qian Xiaojie’s complexion became instantly grim, his mind involuntarily flashing back to the issue with Uncle Qiu. Could his father have found out about it? No, that couldn’t be right; Uncle Qiu had promised not to tell his father.

"Let me ask you, did you and Xiaofeng harass a girl surnamed Zhang in G City?"

"Huh?"

Caught off guard by Sixth Uncle’s sudden question, Qian Xiaojie couldn’t help but exclaim, inadvertently glancing at the cold-faced Zhang Yuhan beside him, and feeling a twinge of guilt.

"Xiaojie, the two of you have gotten into big trouble. The girl named Zhang that you harassed a few days ago is the daughter of the Zhang Family from Glass City. Their people came to our house today, demanding your father amputate your and Xiaofeng’s limbs; otherwise, they will eradicate the Qian Family. You two better rush back home!"

"What!"

Listening to Qian Fuyu’s words through the phone, Qian Xiaojie couldn’t contain his shout of surprise, his face turning ashen in an instant, his body shaking uncontrollably, and his phone nearly dropping to the ground.

As he looked up again, his gaze towards Zhang Yuhan involuntarily showed disbelief, denial, and a complex mix of emotions, coupled with utter fear.

Thinking back to his own actions and words just now, his forehead broke out in sweat, and a cold chill ran down his spine. (To be continued. If you like this work, I invite you to vote for it with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.)