Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 389 - 392: We Haven’t Settled Our Account Yet

Chapter 389: Chapter 392: We Haven’t Settled Our Account Yet

Chapter 392: We Haven’t Settled Our Account Yet

Xiao Yi just stood there, a cold smirk forming on his lips as he watched the four of them. He knew his check was real, of course. Even if their eyes scoured over it until they saw flowers, it would still be a real check. Normally, he didn’t have the habit of carrying checks, but today, as he thought he might need to offer a significant amount of help to Li Xiaomei and the others, going to the bank to withdraw a large bag of cash clearly wasn’t appropriate.

"This, Brother Xiao, do you really want to smash this car?"

Finally, the portly man came back to his senses. He gave the check, which had made a full circle and returned to his hand, one look, then raised his head again, his face bearing a forced expression as he looked towards Xiao Yi, having seen Xiao Yi’s name in the signature on the check.

"Now that the car is mine, how I deal with it is none of your concern, is it?"

Xiao Yi let out a cold laugh and once again struck the car hard.

"What?"

As Xiao Yi’s strike harshly descended, the expressions of the onlookers changed abruptly once more. His hit seemed to knock on their hearts as well, sending another violent tremor through them.

From the implication of his earlier words, could it be that he actually bought that BMW?

So the check he had given earlier wasn’t fake?

Anyone who had entertained such a thought just moments before couldn’t help but reveal an utterly shocked and incredulous expression. Like those few, they had never imagined that Xiao Yi could casually write out a check for a million bucks!

Li Xiaomei’s face, too, was struck with horrid shock, her eyes filled with disbelief as she looked at Xiao Yi.

However, the most shocked of all wasn’t them, but Wang Qingqing.

The check that Xiao Yi had issued was real!

He could really pull out a million on a whim!

This news was just too impactful for Wang Qingqing!

How is that possible...

In her heart, Xiao Yi had always been just a normal, poor student, at best from a slightly better family than hers...

Her mind went almost completely blank for a brief moment.

It took a while for her to come back to her senses, but her gaze remained one of disbelief as she looked at Xiao Yi...

She still couldn’t believe that Xiao Yi was a rich person...

How could Xiao Yi be such a wealthy man...

He, just like her, rode on those cheapest trains, and even bought a hard seat...

He wore cheap clothes every day...

He was incredibly easy-going, his...

...

Memories of her encounters and interactions with Xiao Yi flashed through her mind, one by one...

"Brother Xiao... why bother?"

As Xiao Yi once again struck the BMW, the potbellied man’s heart twitched, even though Xiao Yi had given him a million.

"I’m smashing my car. Does it bother you? If you can’t afford to smash it, does it mean I can’t either?"

A wry smirk formed on Xiao Yi’s lips.

"This... no... since it’s like this, then... we won’t disturb you. Go ahead and take your time smashing..."

Director Li was taken aback by Xiao Yi’s words, his expression turned red with embarrassment, silently cursing inwardly. Just some nouveau riche showing off, he thought, I offered you kind advice and yet you are so oblivious to good intentions.

He resolved to investigate, to find out where this idiot came from, and to make sure to deal with him thoroughly, to let him taste what it was like to go broke!

After finishing his thoughts, he prepared to leave with the others.

His three companions shared similar thoughts, considering Xiao Yi just a fool, a nouveau riche trying to show off here, hoping to slap their faces with the destruction of the car. Unfortunately for them, their faces had already been slapped to the point of swelling, and they all carried a sneer of disdain as they glanced at Xiao Yi, ready to follow Director Li and leave.

"Hold up."

Seeing the group ready to leave, Xiao Yi’s lips curled into a cold smirk, and in a flash, he stood in front of them.

Thinking they could just walk away with his million?

Was Xiao Yi’s money really so easy to take?

"May I know if Brother Xiao has any other matters?"

Director Li, looking at Xiao Yi who was now blocking their way, his expression changed momentarily, and he regarded Xiao Yi with caution.

The three companions behind him were all cautiously watching Xiao Yi.

"We need to settle each account separately. I’ve cleared my debt to you, my friend scratched your car and I bought the entire car to compensate you with a new one. But this friend of yours still owes us a debt that hasn’t been settled yet."

Xiao Yi’s gaze swept coldly over them before finally landing on the face of the thin man beside him, his lips curling into a cold smirk.

"I owe you? When did I ever owe you anything?"

The thin man never expected Xiao Yi to direct his fire at him, and his facial expression suddenly changed.

"Exactly, Brother Xiao, one can’t just say anything they like. When did my friend ever owe you anything?"

The rotund Director Li also hurriedly chimed in on the side.

The surrounding onlookers, including Li Xiaomei who had just regained her composure and Wang Qingqing who was still looking at him with a complex expression, not understanding why Xiao Yi could be a wealthy man, all showed curious faces as they looked at Xiao Yi, wondering why he suddenly said these people owed them.

"Would I falsely accuse you? Isn’t this the phone you knocked down?"

Xiao Yi sneered and pointed at Wang Qingqing’s phone that still lay on the ground, shattered into pieces.

Upon hearing Xiao Yi’s words, the crowd remembered that it was indeed the thin man who had knocked down the phone trying to call the police just now. It had broken in half on impact, with no indication of how badly it was damaged, but this was unexpected that Xiao Yi would now bring it up.

However, when calculated, this incident could indeed be considered a debt.

"This..."

The thin man’s face also froze for a moment, caught off guard that Xiao Yi was referring to the phone. But he didn’t think it was a big deal – it was only a phone, after all. Without denying it, he merely clenched his teeth and said briskly, "Okay, then. How much for the phone? I’ll pay for it!"

"Ten million."

Hearing the thin man not deny it but accept the charge, Xiao Yi’s expression seemed a bit more relaxed as he spoke in a calm tone, "Will you pay with cash or a check?"

"Ten million?"

Almost everyone was stunned!

Everyone thought Xiao Yi had misspoken and added an extra "ten thousand" by mistake. After all, a phone for ten million seemed far too unbelievable, especially considering that the phone looked like it was worth a thousand at most.

"Brother Xiao, how much did you say? A thousand yuan?"

The thin man, thinking Xiao Yi had made an error, asked again after a moment of stupefaction.

"It’s ten million. Are you deaf? I believe my Mandarin was pretty standard, right?"

Xiao Yi looked at the thin man with a trace of sarcasm.

"What? Really ten million?"

Hearing that figure a second time from Xiao Yi’s mouth, and confirming that it wasn’t a slip of the tongue but indeed ten million, the crowd suddenly erupted into turmoil.

"Ten million for a phone? Is it all made of gold or what?"

"Exactly, ten million is too exaggerated! That phone is worth only a thousand at most and it looks old, probably not even worth that now!"

"No wonder he so readily gave them a million earlier; turns out, he had been waiting for this moment!"

"Yeah, that’s really ruthless—starting with ten million right off the bat..."

"......"

The surrounding onlookers couldn’t help but whisper among themselves, their looks toward Xiao Yi changing to a mix of awe and respect. Those who previously thought like the few who felt Xiao Yi foolish and naive for smashing cars with cash were now displaying strange expressions.

Even Wang Qingqing’s expression changed, suddenly looking at Xiao Yi in astonishment.

She knew the price of her phone well, as it was just over a thousand yuan—a gift from her father when she got into college. Now it was probably not even worth a thousand yuan anymore.

And Xiao Yi actually asked for ten million?

"Brother Xiao, what do you mean by this?"

The thin man’s face could no longer hide his impatience and his gaze turned cold as he looked at Xiao Yi.

The few people beside him also changed their expressions and gave Xiao Yi a sharp look.

Even if they were slow to react, they knew Xiao Yi was toying with them, playing a game.

"Brother Xiao, I hope what you just said was a joke."

Director Li also spoke severely.

"A joke?"

Xiao Yi’s mouth curled with a mocking sneer, and his tone suddenly became chillingly cold, "Do I look like I’m joking? Do you find what I said amusing?"(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it on Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.)