Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 391 - 394: No Backing?

Chapter 391: Chapter 394: No Backing?

Looking at Xiao Yi, who stood there with a face full of confidence and no trace of fear, a complex expression once again surfaced in her eyes.

At this moment, her heart began to faintly believe that maybe... Xiao Yi really was a very wealthy person...

He... was somehow different from them...

Although he took the worst train, his courage had always been great, not at all like that of an ordinary student...

And even though he wore plain clothes every day, his demeanor was somehow different from that of many ordinary students...

Scenes of her interactions with Xiao Yi since they had first met once again flashed through Wang Qingqing’s mind... only this time, the images that came to her mind did not function as proof that Xiao Yi wasn’t a rich man, but quite the opposite, they began to serve as examples that he was wealthy...

If he weren’t a wealthy man, just an ordinary student, how could he maintain such confidence at all times and in every situation?

If he weren’t a wealthy man, just an ordinary student, how could he possibly...

...

More and more "how could he possibly’s" began to emerge in Wang Qingqing’s mind...

Had he been unwilling to confess his love to her simply because he was a wealthy man?

Or perhaps, had he really been just like the other wealthy young masters, like Jin Xiaohan, and just playing with her?

Or perhaps, had he never really liked her at all, and everything was just her own wishful thinking?

But if he didn’t like her, why would he... why would he be so nice to her, as if he cared a lot...

Suddenly, an idea crossed Wang Qingqing’s mind. The more she thought about it, the more her heart fluttered, buzzing as if thousands of flies were swarming by her ears, her complexion turning pale and bloodless as she clenched her hands involuntarily.

Xiao Yi didn’t notice the change in Wang Qingqing’s expression. Seeing that she had grasped his meaning and had stopped shouting at him, he breathed a sigh of relief. His gaze turned cold as he glanced at the few beside him who were still using their poor acting skills to portray their inner tension and fear. Then, he turned his head to look at Director Li, who had walked to the corner of the street and was pulling out his phone, beginning to vanish around the corner without heading to the bank opposite. A cold smile played on Director Li’s lips as well, his hand slowly reaching for his own phone, his fingers gently starting to press against it.

Thirty minutes, neither long nor short, ticked away by the second. As the thirty-minute deadline drew ever closer, the crowd of onlookers not only didn’t disperse but gathered more and more.

Everyone’s emotions began to grow tense as they stared at the four people in the center, each hoping to see how this drama would conclude. Their eyes flickered more and more frequently towards the direction where Director Li had disappeared just now.

In their minds, they were all curiously guessing whether Director Li would bring people over. If he just vanished without bringing anyone, what would Xiao Yi do? Would he dare to smash his three companions with an iron rod? And if he did bring people over, what would happen, and how would Xiao Yi bring the situation to a close?

As the deadline approached, their expressions grew increasingly excited and agitated.

On the contrary, the three men at the center felt the opposite.

The looks on their faces, from their previous poor acting, gradually began to look more "outstanding," anxiety creasing their foreheads, confusion on their faces, and a growing sense of fear in their eyes as they looked at Xiao Yi.

"Only three minutes left."

Finally, someone in the crowd began to whisper softly.

"Yeah, just three minutes."

"I bet that guy ran off by himself."

"I think so too. He didn’t look like he was really going to withdraw money."

"Tsk, everyone knows he didn’t look like he was going to withdraw money. He wasn’t going to withdraw money at all. He was going to call for help. Can’t believe it, he really didn’t manage to call anyone? Didn’t he sound so confident before?"

"It’s fake, just bluffing..."

"......"

Listening to the whispers within the crowd, the faces of the three men in the center finally turned pale, and cold sweat began to break out on their backs. They knew that their companion’s identity couldn’t possibly be fake, but... why hadn’t he arrived after all this time...

Could something have happened, some complication?

Just thinking of a possible mishap made the trio’s hearts pound as they looked towards Xiao Yi, who had a cold smile on his face. They prayed anxiously and silently, "God, Buddha, Bodhisattva, please bless us. Don’t let anything go wrong, especially not now!"

While the three were sweating profusely and praying in agony, time continued to slip away second by second.

The noise of the crowd grew louder.

"Last minute!"

"He definitely won’t show up. Wonder how this young fellow will deal with the three of them?"

"..."

As he listened to the murmurings of the crowd, Xiao Yi couldn’t help but feel surprised. Could it be that Director Li really hadn’t gone to call his backup? Or did they not have any support at all? If that were the case, had he done a lot of unnecessary things today?

He had done so much just waiting for their backup to show up, and he had also prepared a backup plan...

Thinking this, Xiao Yi’s eyebrows furrowed slightly as his gaze once again fell upon the three men.

But then again, it didn’t seem right.

From the looks on their faces, Director Li should have called for backup, right?

But never mind, he no longer cared about so many details. If there truly were no backup and all their talk of Brother Hei had been just tiger skins they’d flaunted, Xiao Yi glanced at his watch out of the corner of his eye, a cold sneer on his face as he began to swing the iron rod in his hand once again...

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