Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 57 Fatty Tang Gets Beaten Up

Chapter 57: Chapter 57 Fatty Tang Gets Beaten Up

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"Haha, alright, let’s go inside and sit down. Come, try some of the excellent Dragon Well tea that just arrived this morning."

Han Cheng smiled, said nothing more, and led the way inside. He knew some matters were better left unsaid, as bringing them up would only lead to awkwardness for everyone. It was better to let things take their natural course.

Seeing her uncle enter, Han Lu also hurriedly gave Qian Xiaofeng a shy glance and quickly followed him in.

Qian Xiaofeng, walking at the back, observed Han Lu’s graceful figure, his eyes behind the glasses flashing with determination. He clenched his fists tightly and silently vowed, Lulu, you are mine; no one can take you away from me!......

Although Han Cheng and Han Lu had said that they ran the largest antique shop in G City, and they had agreed to help him keep an eye out, he knew they probably wouldn’t deceive him. If even they didn’t have it, and the largest Antique City on Xitong Street had no related information, chances at other smaller shops were even less likely. But Xiao Yi still took advantage of a weekend to visit all of the large and small antique markets in G City.

After visiting them all, his understanding of the Han Family’s status became clearer. True to what Han Lu had said, whether it was the smaller Antique Streets or the larger Antique City, there were branches of Han Cheng Antiques everywhere. Other than the shop on Xitong Street, most of their shops occupied nearly half the street and could be called the undisputed giants in each Antique City.

As he visited each shop, they all recommended that he check out Han Cheng Antiques, showcasing the absolute strength of Han Cheng Antiques in G City’s antique circle.

Regrettably, after visiting all the antique markets he could find, he still hadn’t found a single clue about the information he wanted. In the end, Xiao Yi could only place his hope with the Han Family, hoping that they truly could help him find some leads. However, he also knew that the chances were slim and he couldn’t hold too much hope.

His first weekend in G City was spent wandering through antique markets, and before he knew it, it was Monday again. Though the thought of facing Zeng Xiaoxiao, that somewhat abnormal girl, gave Xiao Yi a bit of a headache, there’s an old saying: "You can hide on the first day, but not on the fifteenth." He couldn’t just skip classes indefinitely. Why else was he attending University Z? Plus, after talking with the old man last time, he had even more reason to attend his classes.

The old man had been vague, simply telling him to go to University Z, without explaining the reason. The only clue and key point was to attend school, and attending school meant going to classes. Until the old man revealed the whole story, he still had to dutifully go to class.

After eating breakfast early, Xiao Yi, for the first time, arrived at University Z well in advance. It must be said, the morning at University Z was quite beautiful, with a gentle breeze blowing, willows fluttering, and the morning sun shining through the dense foliage of school paths, casting strands of golden light that adorned the path. However, not many of the teachers and students hurrying to their classes on the path took the time to appreciate this scenery, as morning classes are a headache for most.

Xiao Yi’s first class of the day was Mathematical Analysis. Mathematical Analysis, Advanced Algebra, and Spatial Analytic Geometry were the most fundamental and important courses for his major, the main focus of freshman and sophomore years, and took up two to three large lecture slots per week. Spatial Analytic Geometry would start in the second semester, while Mathematical Analysis and Advanced Algebra began in the first semester. Each occupied a substantial amount of time from Tuesday to Thursday.

Even though they were all courses in the same subject, the locations for the classes were different. Wednesday’s class was in an old building in the Western District, while Monday’s class was in a new and stylishly designed building in the Eastern District, newly built by the school. Coming from the west gate, which Xiao Yi often used, he had to cross almost half the campus.

For students of the Mathematics Department living in the Western Residential Area, this class was somewhat frustrating. Walking there would take at least half an hour, meaning they had to get up at least thirty minutes earlier and walk to class with tired legs early in the morning. However, for Xiao Yi, this distance was naturally no issue at all. If he wanted to hurry, he could reach the classroom door in just a few minutes.

But today, having arrived at school early and with time to spare before class, he was in no rush to get to the classroom. So he simply took his time strolling and enjoying the morning on campus.

"Bosses... what... what are you going to do... ah, bosses, I was wrong... I was really wrong..."

Slowly wandering toward the eastern district, just as he was about to reach the academic building where classes were held, suddenly a familiar voice reached his ears from a lush green strip to the side.

Xiao Yi couldn’t help but stop in his tracks. That voice, wasn’t it Fatty Tang’s?

While puzzled, a sinister voice rang out, "You know you’re wrong now? Heh heh, weren’t you pretty tough last week, huh? Holding two bricks in your hand, that posture, tsk tsk... I’m saying, Fatty Tang, how come I never realized before just how capable you are?"

"Brother Li, why waste so much breath on this fatso? Just beat him to death."

A crude and impatient voice followed.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yi’s brow raised slightly, and without hesitation, he turned around and quickly walked toward the source of the sound.

On the grass, Fatty Tang looked at Gao Junjie and his three menacing companions, feeling extreme fear in his heart. All weekend, he had holed up at home, not daring to go out. He came to school extra early this morning precisely to avoid Gao Junjie, but he hadn’t expected to be cornered by them nonetheless.

Thinking of the ruthless way Gao Junjie and those bastards had dealt with others who had stood up to them, and considering that last weekend he had, in an act of utter brainlessness, gone to help Xiao Yi, he had truly become an outright enemy to them. His legs started to tremble.

He regretted not slapping himself several times. What was he thinking trying to play the hero? Even if he was kicked in the head by a donkey, he should never have confronted Gao Junjie. Moreover, as it turned out, Xiao Yi didn’t need his help at all, and now here he was, having unnecessarily provoked The Four Big Bullies.

Seeing the muscular Wang Qiang already sneering as he took steps toward him, and the tall and lean Li Han also approaching with a sinister smile, he hurriedly begged for mercy, "Brother Wang, Brother Li, please... don’t do this... Remember our past friendship... give me a chance, I... promise... I will never dare again."

"You remember we used to be friends? I’m going to beat the two-faced likes of you!"

Seeing how weak Fatty Tang was acting, Wang Qiang felt a satisfaction surge within him, releasing the frustration that had been bottled up since encountering Xiao Yi. Exhilarated by this release and to make it even more complete, along with a gratifying curse, he threw a fierce punch right at Fatty Tang’s face.

"You said you wouldn’t dare last time, and what happened? Damn, I gave you a chance, but who gave me one?"

The tall and lean Li Han also laughed coldly, completely ignoring Fatty Tang’s pleas for mercy. He lifted his leg and, in tandem with Wang Qiang’s punch, kicked him in the abdomen.